Start As a Lord In a Viscount

After the transaction was over, there was still more than a minute left.

On the other hand, Monroe had already smiled and opened his eyes, holding the three tubes of blue solution like a baby, and then quickly found a cotton cloth to protect it so as not to bump it.

"Right!" He patted his forehead, and seemed to think of something important at this time.

"Are you going to be my friend?" Monroe showed a pleasing smile.

"Friend?" Claire looked a little puzzled.

"Yes, as long as each of us pays one transaction point, we can become fixed friends, and we can specify the match in the next match. This is what the traders I met before told me."

Claire didn't even know that he didn't have more trading points when he traded, so he didn't have the option to become a regular friend.

"Sorry, I have no more trading points."

A pity expression immediately appeared on Monroe's face. He really wanted to hold on to a trading partner like Claire.

Although Claire said so, but even if he has remaining trading points, he will not trade with the other party. No reason, the other party's world level is too low, and it is not worth him to spend a little trading point to become a friend.

As for this world, Claire has the memory of knowing the original owner. When those warriors reached the Golden Knight level, the bullets in his mind would have little effect on them, unless an RPG rocket was fired, and the result was another matter.

Moreover, the other party obviously does not have such a thing as RPG missiles in this era.

The five-minute countdown ended, and the original cross-border HD call was automatically closed.

Claire took out the guns and bullets in the trading space. After the transaction, the space would be useless.

After leaving a revolver and a bullet, Claire threw the rest into her space ring.

The space ring world has long been researched by the mages who are exploring the truth, and it can also be mass-produced. This is a ten cubic meter space ring in Claire's hand, worth 100,000 gold coins, which was bought when the ancestors were rich. Yes, Carlisle can't afford it now.

Every time he used this space ring, Carlisle would sigh, thanks to his cheap father who didn't mortgage this thing.

After getting the revolver of the pistol out, Carlisle stuffed the bullet in his hand into it. After thinking about it, he took out the dagger from the space ring and put it in the bullet nest where the bullet was inserted. A white mark was carved out.

The dagger and the three tubes of primary healing potions were all taken out of the space ring, and the reason why he took them out of his arms during the transaction was to conceal others.

After marking, Carlisle threw the wheel back into the barrel of the gun, with a somewhat excited expression. In his previous life, he lived in a prosperous and stable socialist country in his twenties, and he had never had the chance to encounter a real gun.

After appreciating it a few times in his hand, Carlisle played with the revolver fascinatedly. Sure enough, the firearm was a man's toy, and he quickly became addicted to it.

"As the saying goes, guns are quicker than seven steps away..."

But Carlisle wasn't so excited yet that he tried to shoot directly. There will be opportunities in the future. If he scares butler Regan outside the carriage, it will be bad.

Butler Reagan was already the butler of the Griffin family when he was his cheap father. Even if he was down and out, he was willing to go back to this remote coastal city with him. It can be called very heartfelt and competent.

…

On the knight's collar in Nafhu City, the knights here were so drunk that they were lying on the ground, on the table, without images, with their bodies stretched out in large fonts.

"Captain, our Lord Viscount seems to be back." Vice-captain Hunter respectfully said.

"What are you afraid of!" Dean, the knight captain of Nafu City, was very dissatisfied at the moment. Originally, three generations of his own Viscount Lao had been doing well after he went to the capital. Now this new Viscount inherits The boy with the title is about to come back, so how can he live his good life?

Vice-captain Hunter smiled apologetically: "After all, it's Lord Viscount. They have already sent someone to inform us, so we have to go meet him anyway."

"Crack!" Dean, who was originally unhappy, slapped Hunter in the face.

"When is it your turn to speak! Are you the captain or I am the captain, you are just a little vice-captain, and you want to ride on my head?!"

Dean stood up and pointed at Hunter and cursed, but Hunter could only hide in the corner with his face covered, not daring to return a word.

"Humph!" Dean snorted coldly: "Tomorrow I will let our lord take a look at who owns the current Nafu City!"

"I heard that the Viscount is only sixteen years old. It's normal for me to help the regent at such a young age." Dean's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he seemed to have thought of "bringing the emperor to make the princes in the future." ” style.

Realizing that his subordinates did not agree with him, Dean glanced at him coldly, "What do you mean? Don't you want to hang out with me!"

The knights below immediately agreed, "Captain, you are right, you have lived in Nafhu City for so long. The lord who just arrived is still young, and he must help the regent."

"Yes, yes, he should thank you."

The following people echoed, although they had a little fear in their hearts for the upcoming lord, and the fear of the commoners for nobles was almost deeply embedded in their blood, but Dean was even more arrogant in their hearts, and he Or the Silver Knight, even if they all add up, they are not his opponents, so what if they don't agree.

The vice-captain Hunter, who was curled up in the corner, looked at the high-spirited Dean and sighed softly. Since the Viscount's family moved to the capital fifty years ago, it took less than a few years for Nafford to become a Dien. Well, the playthings in the palms of these people, although he can be considered a bit of soup to drink after following, and he can't say that he is a good person, but compared to Dean, at least there is some moral bottom line.

Now, I can only wish the new lord good luck.

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After a bumpy ride on the carriage, Claire opened her sleepy eyes after squinting for nearly four or five hours.

"Ha!" He stretched his waist and yawned, "It's really not a good place to sleep on a carriage."

After rubbing his hazy eyes, Claire shouted, "Reagan!"

After a while, Regan, who was looking down from the butler, opened the curtain of the carriage and put his head with a gray beard and hair in. His face was square and looked very reliable.

Carlisle asked, "Have we entered the Viscounty?"

"Well, Young Master, we have already entered your Viscounty, and we are still a few hours away from Nafu City." Regan said respectfully.

Claire was not dissatisfied with this speed. Although a lot of property was sold, most of the worthless furniture was still kept and brought back to Nafu City under Reagan's suggestion. There is no place to buy it in Nafu City. Furniture only found in the capital.

Therefore, their speed cannot be said to be very fast when they have pulled so much furniture, and they bought ordinary horses. If they were replaced by monsters with a few hundred gold coins, their speed would be much faster.

However, Carlisle and Reagan were reluctant to part with it. Even if they bought it at their current price, they would have to starve the beast into a state of innocence.

"Where is this now?" Claire asked.

"This is the closest village to Nafu City. It is mainly responsible for planting wheat and domesticating some livestock such as horses, cattle and sheep." Reagan added, "The land here is yours, Master."

"Huh?" Claire became interested now. "Why does this sound like the evil landlord class?"

After stretching her body in the carriage again, Claire yawned again, "I'm tired after sitting in the carriage for so long, so I'll stop here to rest for a while, I want to go down and have a look..."

Reagan was a little anxious, "Master, this place is where those despicable pariahs live, why don't we go back to Nafu City first..."

Claire was stunned for a moment. Not long after he crossed over, it was a little unacceptable to hear that the other party called these commoners untouchables.

Then he stood up, walked to Regan's side, patted his shoulder, and said lightly, "They are not untouchables, but my people, and I will make them live better than any place in the world in the future. , go down, I want to patrol my territory."

Claire's tone seemed to contain an unquestionable order, Reagan subconsciously withdrew, and Claire got out of the carriage, feeling the air outside.

Taking a leap of his life, Carlisle jumped out of the carriage, walked to the side and got up. After sitting in the carriage for so long, his body was stiff.

After seeing his young master come down, Reagan had to order to rest in place, but during the rest, he turned his eyes to Claire's side intentionally or unintentionally.

This young master of my own family seems to be different from before, he is much more confident, and his words are a bit exciting. He is indeed the young master of the Griffin family! Ambition is so unusual, so lofty!

Reagan fell into self-movement, and Carlisle was also wandering around, full of curiosity about this new territory. Before, he lived in the south and went to school in the south. Although he has seen rice in the south, wheat is still the first time to see.

With the breeze blowing, you can smell the faint fragrance of the wheat.

As they walked, Claire's attention was suddenly attracted by a small dark shadow, and she stared at it. It was a little sheep with dirty white wool on its body, and she didn't know how to roll on the ground.

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