Lord of the Oasis Chapter 400: .Arrogant attitude

The old butler invited everyone from Kant to enter the office. The bright candlesticks were already lit, and the candles were burning with fragrance.

Kant swept over, the candles burning in this reception hall should be high-quality beeswax purchased in the Silver Plate Kingdom, even the Lion Castle burns less, the first floor of this office alone, only 36 have been lit.

The entire floor is brightly lit, as if it were daylight.

It also reflects the luxury of the place.

Yes, luxury.

Furnitures made of various precious woods are elegantly stacked on top of the floor.

The surrounding walls are also painted with paint, with a bit of religious color. If Kant remembers correctly, it should be derived from the traditional myth of the lion principality, the magnificent life of the **** of war, Edmond.

Including the silver products and handicrafts visited on the surrounding cabinets, they are all extremely beautiful.

There are also shaped bonsai flowers stacked in the corners.

And the beautiful paintings on the walls.

The luxury here has reached the level of luxury, even if it is compared to the high-ranking nobles in the southern county.

If it is compared with the North County Territory alone, there is no way to compare it. Even the office hall alone is no less than the lord hall of the highest lord of the North County Territory, Viscount Wayne!

The difference may only be the size, but as a businessman, such a firm can be regarded as a manifestation of strength.

The old butler is also quite proud of this.

Come to the lobby.

He stretched out his hand and respectfully said to Kant: "Sit here, Mr. Kant, the room is ready, you can go to rest at any time, of course, you must be hungry all the way, and we have prepared desserts."

"Well prepared." Kant smiled.

"That's right."

The corners of the old housekeeper's mouth twitched: "very full."

As if he couldn't see Kant and the 10 lion knights behind him, he turned around and patted his hands.

"Crack."

The sound of a slap sounds.

And the small door on the side opened gently.

Girls in maid outfits came out with silver trays.

Well-trained, lined up in a long queue, lightly and quickly came to Kant and the others, placed the silver plate on the long table in the middle, opened the lid, and respectfully retreated to the wall, waiting quietly.

Looking at the 11 plates of food on the long table, Kant raised his eyebrows slightly: "Cream cake."

"That's right, it's the cream cake of the Silver Plate Kingdom."

The old butler smiled and introduced: "It is made of fine fine flour, mixed with eggs and cheese, as well as sugar and fruit juice." After a pause, the old butler raised his eyebrows and said, "A cream cake is worth 1 large cake. silver coins."

"It's really expensive ingredients." Kant sat on the main seat to himself, picked up the knife and fork and took a sip.

The softness and sweetness spread.

A delicate fragrance permeates the mouth gently.

It was delicious indeed.

He couldn't help nodding, and also praised, "That's good."

"Overwhelmed." The old butler also smiled. In his opinion, Kant's praise was an admission.

To his employer, Mr. Borg admitted that, after all, this kind of food is rare even in the southern county, and even some nobles have never eaten it, and it is an extremely precious ingredient.

If it weren't for the fact that a big merchant from the Silver Plate Kingdom happened to come over this week, I would temporarily send a box over.

It's hard to eat on weekdays!

But that's also his and Mr. Borg's plan.

Let this Mr. Kant retreat in spite of the difficulties and understand who has the initiative now.

And he also smiled and looked at the 10 guards who wore fine linen robes, which are only worn by ordinary civilians, and also said with a smile: "Then these guards, do you think cream cakes are not appetizing? You can also try it, the taste is very good, after eating it for the first time, you will fall in love with the soft texture."

"Oh, they haven't eaten this kind of thing. In fact, I don't eat much. Relatively speaking, ale with barbecue is more popular with them." Kant explained.

"So it was."

The old butler had a look of contempt in his eyes.

He certainly didn't know Kant's true identity, and Borg didn't tell him.

Eating the cake with a silver fork, Kant also said to the lion knights: "Enjoy yourself, this cream cake is really good, tastes good, and tastes better than ordinary desserts."

"Yes."

The lion knights bowed their heads and began to enjoy.

However, this delicate cream cake, but the size of a palm, was eaten by them and left the bottom of the plate after a few bites.

The appearance of swallowing makes the old housekeeper and the maids around him feel a little pity. In fact, even if they are identities, they can't eat this kind of food, but now they are gobbled up by people, it's like a violent attack. celestial thing.

Kant eats a lot more elegantly, after all, he has spent 16 years of aristocratic life.

A well-deserved top aristocrat.

After eating.

Put down the knife and fork.

Kant looked at the old butler who was still smiling and waiting, and said calmly, "Why hasn't Borg come yet? I don't have much time. If he's ready, he'd better come to see me."

"Uh..." The old butler was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Kant to ask such a rude question.

As if I was the master here.

Not polite.

The old butler snorted inwardly.

But his excellent professionalism made him react quickly, adjust his mentality, and smile: "Mr. Kant, maybe you understand it wrong, Mr. Borg doesn't have free time to see you tonight, and the agreed time is tomorrow. Noon."

"Noon tomorrow."

Kant raised his eyebrows: "But then I didn't have time."

The old butler was not afraid: "That's a pity." The smile on his face faded, but he said with a bit of warning tone: "Mr. Kant, you must know that Mr. Borg is going to The banquet I attended was a banquet hosted by the port governor, not the kind that a businessman could attend."

"Oh, the specs are high."

Kant nodded.

But he still looked at the old housekeeper and asked calmly, "Why doesn't that Borg come to see me now?"

Knocked on the table, Kant wiped the corner of his mouth with a towel, sat on the soft velvet cushion with his legs crossed, and asked rudely: "Isn't Borg still in the office now, let him come to see me now ."

"Unreasonable."

The old butler's patience finally ran out.

There was a bit of anger on his face, but he still suppressed his emotions and said: "Mr. Kant, this is the headquarters of the Borg Chamber of Commerce, and not everyone can be presumptuous." After a pause, he said solemnly. : "Maybe you helped Mr. Borg when he was down, but that's not a reason to threaten Mr. Borg!"

"No, I didn't threaten Borg." Kant showed a playful smile, looked at the old butler's furrowed folds, and shook his head helplessly: "Then Borg doesn't want to come out?"

"If you want to meet."

The old butler looked gloomy.

Slowly clapped his palms and said in a deep voice, "Come out and meet your old friends!"

The small door next to it reopens.

But it wasn't a maid who came out.

It is a sturdy figure, walking out quickly, wearing a fine, velvet-woven garment, which is thoughtful and fit, and at the same time bears a symbol of grace and luxury, and silver threads are interspersed on the neckline and cuffs. in.

Looking carefully, you can still see the iron pieces under the luxurious clothing.

Sarande Chainmail.

Sarande Chain Boots.

And the Sarandean Chain Gloves.

There should have been a Sarandian chain helmet, a Sarandian round shield on the back, a long spear in his hand, a Sarandian sword on his waist, and a Sarandian horse.

"Mr. Kant."

The old butler smiled: "I think you know these 10 knights."

"Of course."

Kant nodded.

These are the 4th cavalry of the Sultanate of Sarand, the Sarandian Riders.

Or Kant was seconded to Borg as a bodyguard, how could he forget, and how could he not know.

"Now they are Mr. Borg's most loyal support. When they were surrounded by water pirates on a merchant ship, they sacrificed their lives to save Mr. Borg, and for this they also won Mr. Borg's friendship."

The old butler smiled: "They now each have a merchant ship."

"Hmm." Kant raised his eyebrows: "This is a big deal."

"Of course."

The old butler didn't see the panic on Kant's face.

Slightly narrowed his eyes, he was a little depressed, but he still said: "Mr. Kant, I don't think they have ever enjoyed such a courtesy when they were under your command~IndoMTL.com~ Isn't it?"

"That's right, they don't even have extra warhorses." Kant told the truth.

"But they're happy here."

The corners of the old housekeeper's mouth twitched: "Not to mention, they have new help."

Turn his head slightly, the old butler looked into the door, his voice was slightly respectful: "Mr. Cheshire, maybe it's time for you to show up, I don't know if it disturbed your rest."

There was also an arrogant voice in the room: "Oh, he's just a little noble, what are you afraid of?"

At the same time, a burly figure came out.

Randomly wears a cloak woven from expensive velvet, and casually wears a short sword around her waist.

The middle-aged appearance, with a scar on his face, swept over Kant, who was still sitting there, and the 10 lion knights in fine linen robes, and laughed even more: "Just these wastes, do you want to let them go? Do I do it myself?"

Speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a piercing chill appeared.

A mortal power of the ice class.

The Great Knight!

"Of course not, I'm just introducing you to them. After all, great knights can't be seen casually, let alone you, Mr. Cheshire, who is invincible from the battlefield."

The old butler's tone was even more flattering.

This is very useful to the great knight named Cheshire.

But his attitude was still arrogant. He swept over Kant coldly, and then swept over the 10 introverted Sarion lion knights. If you exist, then you can get out of the way, and stay away from the Borg Chamber of Commerce in the future, the world is very big, don't think how amazing you are."

"Oh, yes."

But Kant is still calm: "When you're done, let Borg come to see me. I said, I don't have much time."

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