Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

Beavery Manor.

A waiter hurried over and ran to Anthony's ear and said a few words. Anthony's expression was a little surprised. After confirming again, he waved his hand and asked the waiter to leave.

Turning around and announcing to the surrounding nobles: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have good news to tell everyone, our master of Kalin City, great pioneer, guardian of Salt Island, our hero, Alder The heir of the family, Earl Curry Alder is coming to our banquet. Let’s welcome the noble Earl together."

As Anthony's voice just fell, the originally noisy venue quieted down, and then a buzzing sound came over. Sir Anthony looked at the people who were discussing with a smile. He did not stop or urge him. He was tasting a glass of wine with his stubby fingers, his squinted eyes glowing, and he looked at the meeting place with a smile. In the crowd.

A nobleman standing next to Anthony slowly approached Anthony, and then said softly: "Dear Sir, Master of Carlin City, I think you can talk to Earl Alder today. Your merits are enough to take over this formally. A city, not just acting as the city owner."

Anthony narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Baron Fred, I remember you have something to dedicate to Master Wizard, right? I will fight for you a chance." He said with a fat palm. Patted Baron Fred on the shoulder.

Hearing Sir Anthony's words, Baron Fred smiled with joy and nodded vigorously and said: "Dear Sir, I will always support you. The current prosperity of Carlin City is all your credit. I will give the nobles. The council proposes that you take over as the manager here."

"I'll talk about this later, now we need to greet our noble little earl first." As Anthony put down the wine glass in his hand, and then stepped out immediately, the group saw Anthony's movements and quickly followed.

A group of people gathered around the Anthony to greet the little earl, and then the banquet continued.

The little earl had golden hair and a trace of mockery on his face, playing with wine glasses in his hand, and watched with mockery as many nobles rushed to offer Anthony to Anthony.

The cold eyes in his eyes stared at Anthony, who was surrounded by the center, and muttered in a low voice: "All of this should be mine. You traitors, thieves, and robbers, it's time to be punished." Then he lifted his head directly. Pour a glass of wine.

"Dear Sir Anthony, I want to take advantage of many nobles to gather. We should discuss the issue of city managers. Your achievements are obvious to all. I suggest taking this opportunity to hold a vote to confirm your status." Standing in the middle of the venue, Baron de Baron announced loudly that the surrounding nobles responded, raising their wine glasses in their hands to agree.

More people did congratulate Sir Anthony again and again. Anthony’s chubby round face was covered with a smile, and his eyes were narrowed. The wine glass in his hand responded again and again, saying: "These are just me. Everyone is too polite..."

"Since everyone has no opinion, then we will start voting. Regarding Sir Anthony's formal succession as the manager of Carlin City, who has any objections? If not, then I will formally announce on behalf of the Noble Council that Sir Anthony..."

"Wait a minute, I have objections!" A clear voice came, directly interrupting Baron Fred's next words.

"Who is talking?" Baron Fred was interrupted and shouted directly.

"It's me, I have objections." As the crowd separated, the figure of the little earl appeared in front of his eyes.

Seeing the eyes of everyone looking over, with a smile on the corners of their mouths, they calmly said: "I have objections, my dear uncle, the honorable Lord Councillor."

Seeing the little earl stand up, Baron Fred's face flashed with embarrassment, but then he returned to a smile: "Curry, this is the decision of the Noble Council. I'm very sorry, it is a foregone conclusion." As he approached the little earl, he whispered a few words in his ear, but the little earl looked at Baron Fred with a calm face, then ignored him, and said directly to Sir Anthony:

"My dear uncle, are you sure you want to take over the manager of this city?"

"Curry, I know, this is a very difficult choice for you, but this city and this port can develop better in my hands. I still hope that you accept this resolution. You can make terms. , As long as you don't touch the bottom line, I will satisfy you." Anthony put down his glass and said with a serious face.

Anthony felt that for the Alder family, he had done everything he had done to benevolence. For the wealth of the old earl family, he did not think of spying on it. Instead, after his accidental death, he sheltered his children, so that his family would not be subject to some unpredictability. The aristocracy divides up. Although he spy on the city, he does not think that the city belongs to the Alder family.

In addition to the previous generations of lords doing well in this family, the latter lords have become war madmen and don't know how to operate at all.

When the Alder family took over as the agent of the city lord, it could be said that they were extremely militant. The Port of Kalin occupies such a good geographical location, and the tax trade cannot make ends meet. It was Anthony who saved the Alder family who was about to go bankrupt and saved Carlin City. Carlin City can have today, all thanks to his Anthony.

Recruiting refugees, cooperating with the navies of several major kingdoms to combat pirates, cleaning up cities, expanding ports, reducing taxes, issuing laws to attract merchants, restricting aristocracy's wanton behavior, and contacting the Mainland Chamber of Commerce to carry out trade. All of this is his own initiative. Without him, Anthony, here is the place. Carlin Port has long been in decline, how can it now become the brightest pearl in the southeast waters.

Why do so many nobles support him and let him manage this place as the lord of the city instead of uniting to divide this place? Do you think nobles are good gentlemen? This group is the real vampires, conspirators, cold-blooded, ruthless, treacherous, and hypocritical. These are praises for them. What they did, if they were hanged in accordance with the imperial law, they would definitely be spared no killing. Incorrect.

Without him, Anthony, this has long become a paradise for pirates. As for those nobles who support you, do you really think they are sincere to your family? Hehe, that’s because they want to get more benefits from me, and you, the heir of the Alder family, are just a bargaining chip. As long as I agree and give them more benefits, they will just kick you. Kick away.

Every time I use the income of the port, I will use a large part of the income of the Alder family. If it were not for me, the noble Earl would have been going to the streets to beg for food, and there is still money to recruit an apprentice wizard. Now I just want to get what belongs to me.

Anthony, who hinted at himself countless times, this time following the power of the wizard Allen, ready to completely take ownership of it.

I didn't do it before. It was because of the face of the Noble Council of the Rick Kingdom. After all, as the great aristocrat of the Rick Kingdom, it was replaced by others, and the face was not good.

But since the arrival of an official wizard a few months ago, all problems are no longer a problem. When serving the wizard in the past few months, he has secretly taken back most of the rights, which is why The reason these nobles can't stand it is just that there are wizards, you people can only stay honestly.

"Haha, conditions, you are forcibly taking my city away, and I want to agree to this resolution, okay, don't you want me to make conditions? My conditions are very simple, you can definitely do it." The little earl looked around the corner of his mouth for a week. Showed a mocking smile.

"Oh, you said, as long as it can be done, I will agree." Anthony relaxes, as long as the conditions are raised, there is nothing to talk about, just compromise with each other, as long as the city truly belongs to me. . Anthony smiled confidently.

"Hehe, you must do it, it's easy. My condition is that I want your life. This is what my ancestors left me. If you want it, then you can exchange it with your life." The little earl said in a cold tone. Speaking of it, he glanced around coldly in his eyes.

"You...huh, it seems that you don't want to talk anymore." Anthony's tone became indifferent in vain, and slowly put down the wine glass.

"You moth robbers~www.novelmt.com~ now is the time to accept punishment!" the little earl said in a frantic tone.

"Crazy, crazy, you are crazy, guards, take the Lord Earl down to rest, he is too tired." Anthony pointed to the little Earl and said loudly.

"Crazy, of course I am crazy. I want to let all of this be buried in history. Everyone will be turned into bones in pain!" The little earl waved his arm, and then shouted: "Great master, Sovereign Lord, your servant prays for your mercy and grant me the power of revenge!"

"Anthony, and you group of betrayers, everything here is mine! I have been waiting for a long time. I will destroy everything here. No one can take away the things that belong to the Alder family."

"You are really crazy, guards, guards, where are you dead, drag him away! Drag him away!" Anthony said angrily.

"Haha, you have no chance, accept the trial." Just as the guards rushed in and were about to drag the little earl away, a dazzling red light appeared from his body, and the little earl's body began to swell. The muscles bulged quickly, black scales emerged one by one, and the little earl showed a painful look on his face, but his eyes revealed a burst of comfort.