Chapter 14: The Count's Banquet.

The carriage drove past the avenue and turned into a small path.

The dense shade of trees on both sides blocked the sunlight, and the already dark interior of the carriage became pitch dark.

"Gee!"

"Bang..."

Karl felt that he was thrown high up and then fell heavily.

"Excuse me."

The driver said with guilt: "The road here is not easy to walk, especially near the manor of pharmacist Adolf, it is full of potholes."

"It's okay." Karl didn't want to blame him too much, and asked casually: "Do you often take this road?"

"Yes." The driver replied: "The toll out of the city is higher than that in the city, and most of the people who come here are rich people like you."

Rich people are more willing to spend money.

Karl nodded, lifted the curtain and looked out.

Through the shade of the trees, he could see a manor, with ancient gates and towers, which must have a history of more than a hundred years.

Pharmacist Adolf?

Such a large area belongs to him alone? Why have I never heard of his name?

"We're here!"

Count Rekton's manor was not far away. There were already many carriages parked in front of the gate, and there were also guests dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"Karl!" Dinah waved from afar: "This way!"

Martha beside her looked at Karl who got off the carriage with curiosity, and frowned subconsciously. He was wearing some strange clothes, and there were obvious burns on his face. It was said that he had a bad personality. Is this the kind of person that my cousin asked me to meet?

A Baron...

Apart from the identity of baron, what else is left of this person?

"Sir."

Karl bowed slightly and saluted: "I'm late."

"We just came early." Dinah waved her hand indifferently, and her eyes paused on him: "The clothes are nice."

The dress that Karl customized had no complicated decorations, and it was more clean and neat, with a different kind of elegance.

Dinah was used to seeing gorgeous dresses, but her eyes lit up.

"The price is not bad either."

Karl replied with a smile, looking at Martha beside him: "This must be the beautiful cousin that Sir often mentioned. It is indeed unforgettable at first sight."

"Thank you."

Martha bowed and saluted, politely with a little alienation.

Hmm?

Not interested in me.

This is better!

Karl smiled, and walked alone with Martha at Dinah's suggestion, heading into the manor.

"I'll be frank."

Seeing Dinah leave, Martha immediately put away her polite expression, turned arrogant, and said with her neck held high: "We two are not suitable."

"What a pity." Karl suppressed his smile: "But Miss Martha, please rest assured, I won't pester you."

"Oh!"

Martha raised her eyebrows.

"You are quite the gentleman."

The two talked, and they were no longer restrained. They walked to the lawn of the manor, where many young people gathered.

"Caleigh."

"What?"

"The son of Earl Rekton."

Martha pointed to a young man in the crowd and said with a smile: "Today is his coming-of-age ceremony."

The young man was dressed in bright clothes and had a rosy face. He raised his glass and gestured frequently under the star-studded crowd.

"Hehe..."

As if she had thought of something, Martha smiled mysteriously: "Do you know what a coming-of-age ceremony is?"

"A birthday when you reach an age." Karl asked: "Does it have any special meaning?"

"Of course!"

Martha's eyes were charming.

"After holding a coming-of-age ceremony, you can do what adults should do. You don't even understand this, do you?"

At the coming-of-age ceremony, the elders will talk about the obligations and rights that adults bear to society.

They will also encourage the younger generation to abide by social ethics, serve the country, and be loyal to the gods.

However...looking at Martha's appearance, you can tell that the so-called coming-of-age ceremony she mentioned is by no means so 'traditional'.

"Look!"   

Martha gestured to a place not far away: "The women over there are specially brought here to help Caleigh with his coming-of-age ceremony."

"If he wants, they can all stay tonight. Of course, such women are not worthy of the Earl's family's descendants."

"???"

Karl's mouth twitched slightly.

He was not surprised by what Martha said, but because he saw a familiar face among those women.

The married cousin of his uncle Jeer's family.

Why is she here?

Although this cousin has a bad relationship with Karl and the two have met only a limited number of times, he would never mistake her for someone else.

The other party obviously recognized him, her face changed and she turned around hastily, it seems that she did not intend to recognize him.

"Miss Martha."

Karl covered up the strangeness in his eyes:

"You don't seem to find this strange?"

"Tsk..." Martha pouted, without the ladylike demeanor she had when they first met: "What's so strange about things between men and women? Don't tell me that you haven't done this before?"

She looked natural and turned to say: "Mrs. Anne is here!"

Karl looked up.

Today, Mrs. Anne was dressed gorgeously. Her long skirt was like a blooming flower, which made her skin look even rosier.

Her chest was incredibly tall and majestic, and her cheeks were smooth and delicate, even the complicated veil was pressed down.

It was hard to imagine that this woman was a widow for more than ten years.

"She is indeed getting more and more beautiful!"

Martha's eyes were full of enthusiasm, as if she was looking at her idol she had admired for a long time. She covered her mouth with her hands subconsciously.

"I don't know how she maintains her skin. I would be satisfied if I could have her skin like now."

"Huh..."

"The man next to her seems to be Doctor Robert."

"Robert." Karl asked: "Who is this?"

The man next to Mrs. Anne was not good-looking. He was wearing high-heeled boots and was even a little shorter than Anne.

But the two behaved intimately, like a loving couple.

"You don't know Dr. Robert?" Martha looked at him in surprise, then smiled mysteriously.

"Why?" Karl frowned: "Should I know him?"

"Men in the city, especially rich men, should know him." Martha said seriously: "It seems that you don't have much money." (We broke…:< )

"..." Karl couldn't help but fall silent.

"Yes."

"But why do rich men know him? Can Miss Martha explain it to me?"

"It's very simple." Martha showed that mysterious smile on her face again: "Dr. Robert has a magical method that can help men increase their height by a few centimeters."

"Increase a few centimeters?"

"Yes."

"That's kind of..." Karl looked puzzled: "…useless."

It's even less convincing!

Robert himself is even shorter than women. If he can make people grow taller, why is he so short?

Besides, women also need to grow taller, why emphasize men specifically.

"Tsk tsk..."

Martha shook her head: "It's not growing taller."

"It's not growing taller, it's..." Karl was stunned, then understood and couldn't help laughing.

"Understand?"

"Understand."

"Then would you like me to introduce you to him?" Martha suggested: "I have the face to do so."

"No need." Karl shook his head: "I don't need it." (Flexing?)

"Oh!" Martha lowered her eyes: "Are you confident?"

"Miss Martha, I guess you don't have enough experience." Karl said slowly: "Many times, a man being too strong is not an advantage, and it may even make his companions feel disgusted and resistant."

Martha shrugged.

She knew this better than the men, but she knew the men's self-esteem better.

"Karl!"

At this time, Dinah waved from a distance.

"Sir." Karl was just trying to get rid of Martha, who was suspected of being a hooligan, and he came over after hearing the voice: "What's the matter?"

"So..." Dinah's face was gloomy: "Ham is dead. He was drained of his vitality and died."

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