Chapter 198： wrong style

In terms of acting skills, Narant is not inferior to Alding at all, and after watching so many movies and TV series in his previous life, Narant knows how to minimize his responsibilities now.

To put it bluntly, just three words, pretend to be pitiful!

As long as it is human, there is a mentality of sympathy for the weak.

Narant pretended to be poor as soon as he opened his mouth, and also made a good excuse for setting up a stall in the square.

That is your daughter's birthday, Lord Count. In order to prepare a present for her, I don't even care about the dignity of the nobles and set up a street stall in this square.

So, Lord Count, isn't it too abhorrent for you to say that Alding is coming to trouble me in such a situation!

After Narant finished speaking, the count hadn't commented yet, but Aldin vomited three liters of blood after hearing it.

"Boy, you are clearly arguing, why didn't you tell me these reasons when I told you not to set up stalls in the square!"

"Viscount Alding, there were so many nobles present at the time. If I said that I set up a stall to buy gifts for Miss Stella, not to mention my own face, even Miss Stella's face will be affected."

"Furthermore, the Count has never banned the setting up of street stalls in Tulip City. Why do you, Alding, forbid it? Are your Alding's words more effective than the Count?"

"In addition, I am a vassal conferred by Lord Earl, not by your Viscount Alding!"

"Pfft!" Aldin was hit hard again, and Narant's last two sentences were heartbreaking.

If it were someone else, such a question would have no lethality.

But he, Alding, is the younger brother of the Count, and it has always been a taboo within the nobles to seek family titles between brothers.

"You spit blood, boy, I'm going to fight you to the death today!" Alding gritted his teeth.

"I don't agree, Alding, your dignified Viscount, the Silver Knight has the nerve to fight me!"

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"Enough!" Seeing that the two of them were about to turn into shrews and scolded the street again in this discussion hall, the count finally spoke up.

In this way, Narant and Aldin gave each other a hateful look, and then fell silent.

After the earl scolded, he continued to look at the two, especially Narant.

This Andrew's second son used to be a very inconspicuous existence, and he didn't have any information about this son in his memory.

The reason why he was canonized was just because he just met the requirements of the competition.

Unexpectedly, in the past three months, this Narant has appeared more times than the other second sons who were favored by him at the beginning.

"You said that you set up a stall in the square to prepare gifts for Stella?" The Count asked Narant in a deep voice.

"Yes, Lord Earl!" Narant's voice was strong, and he was not guilty at all. He felt that today's incident would be punished or severely punished, depending on his current performance.

The Count stared closely at Narant's eyes, trying to see a trace of guilt in his eyes, but unfortunately, Narant's eyes did not evade, and the Count had no way of knowing the truth or falsehood.

Fortunately, it doesn't matter. Who called him the Count?

Even if Narant was lying, he could make it true.

"Narant, where did your ice cube come from?"

"Go back to the count, my subordinates have seen from an ancient book that you can make ice cubes artificially!"

"How to make ice cubes artificially?" His Excellency the Earl was a little moved. If this is the case, then this is a lot of wealth.

Of course, the count is only slightly moved, and he has no other thoughts because it can only be used for enjoyment.

"Then how much money did you make by setting up a street stall today?"

"Go back to the count, my subordinates haven't counted it yet, but according to the situation this morning, ten gold coins should be able to be earned!"

"Ten gold coins? Then according to ten gold coins!" Lord Earl nodded, and continued: "It's the second of July, and there are still five days until the birthday celebration. Since you said that the money earned on the street stall is for Buy a gift for Stella, and at the banquet in five days, I hope that the gift you bring out must be no less than fifty gold coins!"

"Narant, can you do it?"

"Yes, Lord Count, I promise to give Miss Stella a gift worth no less than fifty gold coins!" Narant, who heard the words, responded without hesitation.

Of course he wouldn't hesitate, the value of the gift he planned to give Stella was more than that.

For him, the request made by the Count was as if he did not mention it.

Of course, the Count must have never thought that Narant would be so rich. After all, the Berwick family is notoriously poor.

"Lord Count, now there are nobles from all over the Principality who come to the castle. If he continues to set up a stall in the square, I am afraid it will affect the image of our tulip collar!"

Aldin naturally refused, he didn't care whether Narant made money to buy gifts.

What he was concerned about was that if Narant's street stall continued to stand, it would affect his ice cube shop's business.

"Olding, have you been too free these two days? With so many things up and down the castle, you actually have time to take care of the stalls!" But in the face of Ordin's objection, the earl asked in a cold voice .

Of course, this is not because the Count is disregarding his family and favors Narant. In fact, before the Count leaves the castle, the little maid Lina told him what happened.

Lina's perception of Narant is not comparable to Alding's, and she has seen the situation on the square with her own eyes, so when she came to the castle to rescue soldiers, Lina put Narant on the side of justice, But Aldin has become an arrogant and domineering villain looking for trouble.

"Lord Count, I know I'm wrong!" Alding was scolded by the Count in a cold voice, and in the end he could only smash his teeth and swallow all the resentment into his stomach. UU Reading

boom!

"Lord Count, I am so miserable!"

But just as things were about to end in the hall, the door was suddenly pushed open, and then a burly middle-aged man walked in.

Before the others approached, the mournful cry had already echoed throughout the hall.

After hearing the words, the three people in the hall stared blankly at the person who came in. This burly middle-aged man was Narant's cheap father Andrew.

"Andrew"

"Lord Count, Aldin is too deceiving. Back then, my Berwick family had a chance to become rich, but he deliberately lured dark creatures to my territory to kill my iron ore elf and let me be The Rick family owes a lot of foreign debt."

"And now, Lord Earl finally chose the second son for a test, and he deliberately assigned my little Narant to the land of doom!"

"It's okay, it's all over, but today, my little Narant just wanted to make a little money in Tulip City to develop his territory, but this Ordin has taken action to destroy again, and he wants to Bring your subordinates to bully the small!"

"Lord Earl, I, Andrew, also killed five silver knights on the northern battlefield, but now I am so humiliated by Aldin because of being your own younger brother that I can't even protect my own children, please Lord Earl. Call the shots for me! Call the shots for my Berwick family!"

Andrew didn't give Lord Earl a chance to speak, and walked with a sad expression, expressing his grievances.

Of course, when he finally walked to Narant's side, Narant clearly saw his cheap old man winking at him without a trace.

"Hey! This style of painting is wrong! Isn't my father chasing Aldin's existence in front of the count, why is his acting so outstanding?" Narant was shocked.