I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

"Julian!"

Julian, who was dealing with Anthony, turned his head and saw Owen walking over with a smile on his lips.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Owen, you're here too."

Owen couldn't help but smile inwardly when he saw that he had escaped a catastrophe, but he still held back his face and smiled lightly: "Yeah, long time no see." As he spoke, he gave Julian a big hug .

Julian was hugged in his arms, and because others couldn't see his face, he rolled his eyes at him.

It's been a long time... You just got up from my bed this morning...

Of course, on the surface they haven't seen each other for a while, and as a pair of close friends, they will not be noticed if they are relatively close.

"Your Excellency Owen." Bill greeted him politely.

Contrary to the enthusiasm just now, when Owen faced Bill, his attitude was quite cold, and he just nodded to him as a greeting.

But even so, Bill was very excited.The gap in status between the two parties is too great, and Bill is very self-aware, and he is very satisfied to get a move from His Excellency Owen.

In this Monk city, the most important person is the Earl Wilson, the lord of the Monk city, followed by the priest and head of the Knights of the Church of the Holy Light. Julian is Owen's close friend. He quickly integrated into the aristocratic circle of Monk City, and it was precisely because of Owen's existence that his integration into the circle was so smooth.

The banquet held by Bill's family was not considered a high-end banquet. Although they sent an invitation letter to Owen, they never thought that he would really show up.

The status of the two parties is too far apart, so almost everyone does not want to miss this opportunity.

Owen became the center of the banquet almost instantly. As the host, Baron Monroe was not only not angry, but was very excited. He secretly glanced at Julian next to Owen, and was very grateful that his youngest son and this Baron Julian They became friends by chance, and he believed that the presence of His Excellency Owen must be because of Julian!

"This is...?" Anthony was not very happy that Owen stole everyone's attention as soon as he appeared. Originally, at the banquet, he, a nobleman from the capital, was the center of attention.

"Let me introduce you. This is the leader of the Knights of the Holy Light, His Excellency Owen Garcia." Bill, as the half master, took the initiative to introduce Owen.

"It turns out to be His Excellency the Great Knight of the Church of the Holy Light. He has long admired his name." Anthony was taken aback for a moment, obviously not expecting Owen to be a member of the Church of the Holy Light.

Owen glanced at him lightly. In the eyes of others, this Anthony was a nobleman who came to Monk City to relax, but in his eyes, this guy was just a waste who fled in embarrassment.

Although I don't know what he committed in the capital, but he must have provoked someone who cannot be provoked. His family sent him to Monk City in order to save his life. Such a person is really not worth wasting time.

Owen nodded coldly, his attitude was even more casual than Bill.

Anthony slowly lowered his face, obviously irritated by Owen's attitude.

Bill felt something was wrong, and quickly introduced: "This is Mr. Anthony Cronin from the capital."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Anthony." Owen reluctantly greeted: "Julian and I still have something to say, please allow me to excuse me." After speaking, regardless of Anthony's reaction, he pulled Zhu Li An came to the balcony and lowered the curtains, obviously not wanting to be disturbed by others.

"Haha, Lord Owen and Julian haven't seen each other for a long time. They probably have a lot to talk about. Let's go over there and have a chat." Bill laughed and was about to take Anthony to the other side to talk.

Anthony slammed his face down and shook his hand away.

Bill was in a state of mind, but he didn't want to offend people in the capital, so he squeezed out a smile: "Since Mr. Anthony wants to be quiet, I'll go first." The moment he turned around, he twitched his mouth disapprovingly .

He knew that Anthony must be unhappy because of Lord Owen's honest attitude, but so what?He is the head of the Knights of the Church with real power in his hands, but you are just an ordinary nobleman without a title, why should he give you face?

"I don't know." Bill sneered. Anthony, who was still sulking in the regular meeting, his father just told him not to offend him, but he didn't say that he must please him.

What about the nobles of the capital, they said they came here for a vacation, but who knows what actually happened?Maybe he was exiled here by his family!

Bill was quite dismissive of Anthony, but he didn't complain to his face just out of face.

He didn't intend to put his face on someone's cold ass, so he picked up his wine glass and went to play with his friends.

Because Owen took Julian away, the center of the banquet returned to Anthony, but this time, Anthony's mood was not so good. Hearing the flattering flattery of those little nobles, he only felt a burst of mania in his heart. It felt as if Owen didn't want to talk to these people, so the praise and boasting fell on him.

Anthony's face was always gloomy, and the little nobles also faintly sensed something, and gradually stopped approaching.

Anthony suddenly felt that he was neglected, and his mood became even worse. He flicked his sleeves with a black face, and left the banquet without even saying hello.

After he left, many little nobles gathered together to discuss in a low voice.

The topic they were discussing was Owen and Anthony. To those ladies, the romantic and handsome Anthony was undoubtedly very charming, but to those old foxes, there was no comparison between the two.

"Hehe, you are still too young." An old man with a gray beard looked at the back of Anthony's departure with a glass of wine, and said to Baron Monroe with a smile.

Baron Monroe's eyes flashed brightly, he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Young people, it's normal to be impulsive."

The rest of the very older nobles also laughed and agreed. As for what they were thinking, it is hard to say, but there is no doubt that their evaluation of Anthony will definitely be lowered.

Anthony, who left the venue, saw the figure of the servant, narrowed his eyes, and slapped him: "Idiot, why are you still watching, why don't you bring the carriage over!"

The servant was startled, knowing that his master was in a bad mood, and immediately scrambled to lead the carriage.

Seeing that the young master was in a bad mood, the two guards who had been in charge of protecting Anthony looked at each other, and they all tensed up, for fear of offending the master and causing unreasonable disaster for themselves.

After Anthony got into the carriage, he still felt out of breath. He slapped the carriage fiercely, his eyes turned red instantly, and the whites of his eyes were covered with ferocious red blood. The handsome, handsome and personable young man was connected just now.

"Master?" A guard noticed Anthony's strange behavior, and his heart skipped a beat.

The reason why they were sent to such a remote place was because of Anthony's problem.

"Shut up!" Anthony closed his eyes forcefully, restraining the impulse in his heart: "Go to Sissy."

"Master!" The guard was startled, and silently swallowed the words he wanted to persuade after meeting those ferocious eyes.

He knew that the young master in this state must never be disobeyed, otherwise no one would feel sorry for him even if he was killed.

He sighed in his heart for that little beauty Qianqian, he could only blame you for your bad fate, whoever you provoke, but the young master...

Julian didn't know what happened after Owen left. In fact, even if he knew, he didn't care.

He didn't feel good about this Anthony. Although the other party's attitude was very enthusiastic, he just felt that something was wrong.

Since he was in the circle of nobles, he would abide by the unspoken rules in the circle, and it would be best to use Owen's hand to alienate the other party when there was no need to tear his face.

When they came to a secluded corner, Owen did not make any intimate moves. In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them were a pair of close friends, who could be intimate but not intimate.

Even with curtains, there is no way to separate others from prying eyes. Owen will not expose the relationship between the two just because of a momentary impulse.

——Of course, it may also be because he ate too 'full' last night and his desire/desire was satisfied.

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The two chatted casually, and mentioned Anthony unconsciously.

"Do you know where Anthony came from?"

"It's Earl Cronin's illegitimate son." Owen raised his eyebrows: "Why? Are you interested in him?"

Seeing the words 'I'll squeeze you dry if you dare to be interested' clearly written on Owen's face, the corners of Julian's mouth twitched: "No, I'm just asking casually."

"That's good." Owen hooked his lips: "At present, I only know that he must have caused trouble in the capital. I don't know what he did, but they offended the Marquis of Tours. He just sent him here, but..." Suspicion flashed in his eyes: "The news I got is that Earl Cronin paid a lot to keep him. He paid so much for an illegitimate child. The price is not normal."

Julian understood what Owen meant. Many aristocrats in the capital had a very corrupt life, and Earl Cronin was one of them. He himself admitted that he had seven sons and four daughters, but Anthony was not among them.

So... why is Earl Cronin willing to pay such a high price for such an illegitimate child?This is unreasonable.

But after thinking about it, Julian was relieved again. What does it have to do with me?I just need to stay away from him.

He didn't know that someone was already watching him...

Owen Diary:

This Anthony is far worse than his father, Earl Cronin. I really don't know that he has spent so much effort to save this illegitimate son who would rather offend the Marquis of Tours.

The way he looked at Julian made me uncomfortable, so I taught him a little lesson.

No matter how important you are to your father, in my eyes, you are just a nobody!

Heh, he is not very capable, but his temper is not small. A trash who can only get angry at his servants. I regret spending all my energy to observe him. I might as well concentrate on chatting with Julian, wasting time!

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I didn’t update yesterday, and the backend can’t be opened...I’ve checked so many times...I’m tired...