Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 801 - 175: Co-opting Interests_2

Chapter 801: Chapter 175: Co-opting Interests_2

The only thing Liu was impressed by regarding this earl was that the fellow was actually wearing a black double-breasted stand-collar overcoat, with golden rope knot buttons that were stylish and elegant. The close-fitting design prominently outlined his muscles and physique—this style of clothing was unlike any fashion from the Aegean Continent, perfectly enhancing a man’s gallantry and toughness. However, it seemed somewhat wasted on this earl, whose looks were rather sleazy.

"This lord is a Mid-Mountain Wolf," the penguin butler quietly reminded Lord Richard.

Liu slightly raised his eyebrows, no wonder the stand-collar overcoat looked so unique. It turned out that the earl was actually a Mid-Mountain Wolf of the Wolves, which explained his distinctive character. However, the notorious lascivious nature of the Mid-Mountain Wolves was well-known, and sending this fellow to the frigid Aegean where there were so many beauties seemed hardly well-intentioned.

"Lord Richard, as part of the annual inspection, I represent the whole kingdom’s Noble Inspection Court in coming to the frigid Aegean. Yet, you had me waiting for days. Where have you been these past few days? Don’t you think your actions show a great disrespect for the authority and dignity of the Inspection Court?" said Lord Garnett in a voice that was both shrill and effeminate, laden with a deliberate intent to provoke.

"The population of the territory has reached the basic number of one thousand. I’ve even exceeded it. Is there something else I’m doing insufficiently?" Liu furrowed his brows, feeling that this guy was really an idiot, riding on his family’s ancient heritage, oblivious to the extents of heaven and earth. Now even Lord Brut was sending envoys to ingratiate themselves with me!

"The Noble Inspection Court possesses the authority to oversee the conduct, demeanor, and inappropriate actions of nobles. Lord Richard, I must say, the disparity between your appearance and the demeanor expected of a baron is substantial. Just on this point alone, I have enough grounds to propose your impeachment to the Inspection Court," boasted Count Garnett.

"Alright, everyone, let’s take our seats. Standing here hardly resembles a banquet; it’s more like an opera," Lord Mourinho, displaying a smile as radiant as Emperor Polo, gently interceded before Liu could lose his temper, addressing all the nobles.

The High Priest continued shaking his head, his appearance so perfect that even his shaking was handsome.

"Don’t offend the people from the Inspection Court too much; sometimes, the pettiest people can capsize your ship in the gutter," Cui Beixi, a mentor Liu hadn’t seen in a long time, whispered into his ear, her breath as sweet as orchids.

Liu’s heart warmed, and he turned to nod gently at the beautiful snake mentor. At that moment, he suddenly felt perhaps he had been too suspicious of Mentor Cui Beixi.

Of course, he wasn’t afraid of offending little people because he himself was a little person, always the one playing tricks on others, not the other way around.

After the guests and hosts had taken their seats, the exquisite wine and dishes of the frigid Aegean made everyone speak less. The lord, who had made everyone wait, had left many hungry for hours. Though some snacks were available, they could hardly compare to the enjoyment of lavish dishes.

There was no shortage of music and dance as usual. Today, the Butterfly Clan and Medusa’s maids did not perform but simply served wine among the tables in the banquet, which was set in a circular runway. In the middle danced several scantily clad Beamon beauties, their slender waists pale and their long, colorful hair flowing. Every movement they made was seductive and enticing.

"Where did these come from?" Liu whispered to Mr. Jabbar, the butler.

"You’ll have to ask our two accountants about that," replied Mr. Jabbar, his face full of disapproval.

"He even told me yesterday that the expenses and the arrangements for these services should be covered by us in the frigid Aegean!"

"I kicked him out," blurted someone at the side, sneezing and wiping his nose.

"What’s wrong? Who are you going to hit?" Helen quietly approached and asked.

"Heh, Helen, how about you go up there and dance the foxtrot?" Liu, wiping his nose with his sleeve, suggested with a mischievous grin.

Helen actually went up and did it, under the unbelieving gaze of the penguin butler. Her innately charming dance and shifting glances left Garnett, who was pouring wine, completely oblivious to the fact that he was drenching the entire table with the wine jug.

"Haha! This idiot," laughed Liu to death.

"Richard!" chided Mentor Cui Beixi, glancing at Liu from the next table. Gracefully standing, she approached him with several Medusa Clan snake priests, introducing, "Let me introduce you—these are your neighbors..."

The beautiful snake mentor pointed to a middle-aged male snake and an elderly male snake, saying, "This is Lord Benitez, the overlord of Caiyu City from our Medusa Clan, and Elder Horielle."

"I’m very pleased to meet you, Lord Benitez, Mr. Horielle," Liu earnestly nodded to the two snake priests donning glasses.

"And it shares my name?" chuckled Prince Moore in a bemused laughter.

"My surname is the great Treizegar. This surname comes from the war god’s beloved... Medusa Treizegar, esteemed Elves sir," the middle-aged male snake said respectfully yet with an undertone of pride: "You might not be aware of a fact; we snake people are referred to as ’sour sprinters’, but we are called ’Medusa’ due to the great contributions of the Treizegar family."