"You're back, Your Highness." Sebastian came out in a tuxedo and said, "The living room is still being disinfected. I've arranged dinner in the inner courtyard. Do you think that's okay?"
"Of course." Lance walked toward the inner courtyard and asked, "By the way, did the people from the Senate come here?"
"Of course, Your Highness. But they left half an hour ago."
"Oh, they left so earlly." In his memory, the people in the Senate were all old and troublesome. They were usually responsible for the assessment and the impeachment of nobles. When they trouble someone, they would cite the law and rules one by one and tell you the truth for a long time. Therefore, Lance was surprised that they left so quickly: "You must have put a lot of effort into dealing with them, right?"
"It's not particularly difficult, Your Highness." Sebastian replied: "To be precise, they didn't even enter the mansion gate."
"Huh?" Lance was confused: "You mean they talked to you for a long time outside the gate?"
"No." Sebastian smiled: "When they wanted to come in, I pushed them out."
"What?"
"Your Highness." Sebastian said matter-of-factly: "We are demons. What's the point of having nothing but arguing? The only truth is fists. When I showed my fists, I didn't know why they didn't argue with me but left"
Lance was stunned: "You saint-level masters can really do whatever you want!"
"The point is not the saint-level." He said calmly: "The point is the saint-level in Your Highness's mansion."
This sounds comfortable! Lance found that he liked this steward more and more.
There was still some time before dinner, so he went directly to the martial arts arena without taking a rest, which was abandoned before, but Anna blew a deep hole into the first time it was used.
As the steward, Sebastian also followed. Arriving at the arena, Lance asked: "Sebastian, can you tell my level now?"
Sebastian glanced at him, then lowered his head: "Your Highness's strength is unpredictable. I cannot see through it."
Does that mean I'm not even a low-level demon? Recalling the scene where he beat someone up just now, Lance waved his hand: "Come on, let's try it out."
"Huh?" Sebastian instantly hesitated: "Your Highness, isn't this bad? I still have many things to deal with."
"You talk so much nonsense." Lance flashed the bracelet on his hand, and a spear had already appeared in his hand.
Sebastian's eyes shrank when he saw the Night Killer: "Your Highness, where did you get this weapon...?"
"What's wrong?" Lance looked at the silver spear in his hand strangely: "Is it special?"
"I don't know." Sebastian shook his head: "But I can tell that it's absolutely extraordinary. This kind of forging technology... is produced by dwarves?"
Lance was thinking about how to explain the source, so he simply said after him: "Maybe.. I'm not going to hold back, you... um... just be merciful."
"I will be merciful."
Lance moved his feet and the spear headed directly towards Sebastian's face!
The latter's feet slipped and stepped back. At the same time, he stretched out one hand and pressed his mist fingers against the tip of the spear. It was clearly a mist, but Lance felt like he was pressing against a piece of steel.
Sebastian on the other hand praised: "Your Highness, you have made great progress."
Lance said nothing but retracted his spear and thrust out again. "Destroy!"
The red crystal on the head of the spear was shining brightly,and the spear seemed to be wrapped in a ball of red light. Surprise flashed in Sebastian's eyes and he jumped up, while flicking the tip of the night-killing gun with his finger.
Bang! Lance felt a huge force coming from the tip of the spear, and the tip of the spear hit the ground hard. In an instant, a piece of sand and gravel flew away from the arena.
"This power." This time, there was a hint of shock in Sebastian's eyes.
Lance didn't stop, he stumbled forward and mouthed: "Stab!"
The spear thrust out instantly whose the speed was extremely faster!
Sebastian made a mistake with his foot and dodged the first thrust, but Night Killer suddenly retracted and the second thrust came. The thrusting spear even produced a virtual shadow, as if a large number of spears were thrust out at the same time!
But even so, Sebastian still moved sideways, and the tip of the spear couldn't even touch him.
Lance had a depressed look on his face. He stopped and shouted: "Stop, stop! Why do I want to fight you?"
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Highness." Sebastian first offered a compliment, and then asked: "Where did you learn this marksmanship?"
"Self-taught." Lance replied: "After being hit by that forbidden-curse once, it seemed that a lot of fighting instincts appeared in my body. This marksmanship appeared suddenly like that summoned magic."
He had decided that he would blame that forbidden-curse for everything in the future. Anyway, I suddenly got it after being hit once. If you don't believe it, try it yourself.
Sure enough, Sebastian was confused after hearing this answer, but could just said helplessly: "Then... this is really a good thing."
Lance didn't want to get too entangled in the origins of these things, so he asked directly: "So what strength am I now?"
"Um..." Sebastian pondered for a moment and replied: "It's hard to say. You just now didn't have the demon energy running in your body, nor did you have the human's fighting spirit aura, so it's really hard for me to judge. Just looking at your performance, you shouldn't even be considered a low-level one. But those marksmanship moves just now, combined with your powers, you must be a low-level now."
"Low-level?" Lance grinned: "I think I can be a mid-level one."
"Don't think of level distribution so simply, Your Highness." Sebastian smiled: "Many people only have martial arts or excellent skills in their lives. To become a low-level one, in addition to these powers and skills, it's more important to have the use of energy in the body. Adult rock trolls can kill a middle-level human with one punch, but they are not even low-level because warriors who can use fighting spirit in their bodies can use various methods to grind them down."
"Is that so?" Lance was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted.
This was just the fourth day of obtaining the system to achieve such an achievement! There were still many days to come!
When he was thinking about bringing Anna's guards over to practice, Dana ran over from outside the door: "Your Highness, Your Highness! There is a Bird Demon outside the gate."
"Bird Demon?" In his memory, the Bird Demon is a flying race among the Demon Race. The Demon Race is a general race that includes many other races.
"Yes, it's from the Pound family."
"Count Pound?" Sebastian asked doubtfully: "It's strange. We have nothing to do with them. Why are they here suddenly?"
Lance grinned: "We didn't meet before, but we did today. Let's go and have a look."
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Because the living room was still being disinfected, Lance chose the front yard as the reception location.
After a while, Sebastian led a bird demon in. He looked like a human body with arms on the wings and legs like eagle feet. The face was hairy and had no nose, or the nose is just like Voldemort's with two holes on his face.
After seeing Lance, he already bowed and saluted.
"Larry Pound sends his regards to you, Your Highness, Third Prince."
While Lance was waiting here, Sebastian had already told him some information, so he also knew who the guy in front of him was: "Greetings to you, Count Pound, you came to my house today because of that thing this afternoon?"
"Yes, Your Highness." Larry's face, which had begun to grow wrinkles, was full of worry: "This afternoon, my domestic slaves accidentally offended you. Although they have apologized with their lives, how can they easily get over the crime of offending into the royal family. "
"So...."
"I'm here to apologize, Your Highness." Larry waved his hand, and a carriage drove in from outside.
Lance narrowed his eyes slightly. The carriage was a prison carriage with three dwarves and a box in it.
"The culprit was sent to you and let you deal with at will." Larry lowered his head: "And this box of gold coins is an apology for the Pound family's lax discipline."
Lance was suddenly glad! He thought he was here to cause trouble, but it turned out he was here to give money! And they were quite sincere. The half-dead dwarf was actually cured by them. What a good man!
He laughed: "Don't be nervous, Count Pound. I am not the kind of demon with a small heart. I have seen the sincerity of the Pound family. This matter ends here."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!" The old bird looked happy.
Lance looked up and his body froze slightly.
[Barbara, 9 meters away]
This shameful succubus! The first thing you do when you come back is not to report but to stare at the box?