Dwek Graeme, this idiot!

Some nobles have begun to regret it, why did they push Dweck Graeme out, they didn't fully expect that Dwek Graeme was already forty or fifty years old, and as a nobleman, his mind was still so 'simple'!

'It's over!' Baron Graeme chuckled in his heart, and his mind went blank for a moment.

He didn't think too much about it when he was questioned by Cervantes just now, and he said the sentence just now with a twitch of his brain, and now it is difficult to recover, and everyone present has heard it.

Lady Molly frowned slightly, for she wanted to know the answer to the question, but she was too bad to ask.

She understood all the laws that Serena read out just now, and many of them could be used against nobles, because Serena also said just now that not only nobles, but this law can even punish 'lords'.

However, as the wife of the old Duke of Sorrow, Lady Molly is also embarrassed to question Serena at such a time, because the current Sorrowful Wind Leader is prosperous under the control of Serena, and although this law was nominally revised by her and Cervantes at the same time, as long as a discerning person can see that this law is probably made by herself.

The law was full of 'deviance' from beginning to end, and Cervantes did not have the wisdom and knowledge to make that kind of law with Serena, so Madame Molly always believed that it was Selena's own law.

Originally, I wanted to ask her when I got home, but now I don't have to do it.

But Madame Molly didn't know if she and Cervantes would tell the truth.

After Baron Graeme said that, the square fell silent again, and the people in the surrounding streets asked suspiciously, 'What's the matter?' and when they got the answer, they fell into silence as well.

“...... Sir Graeme, if I'm not mistaken, you were asking 'will there be a place for nobles in the future of the Tempests', right?"

After a few moments of silence, Cervantes asked rhetorically.

His mouth opened, as if he had made up his mind, and Baron Graeme gritted his teeth again, squeezing out a word from between his teeth: "Yes!"

"The future Sadwind Territory naturally has a place for nobles to live, as long as you can obey the law well. Cervantes said with a smile.

Lady Molly's brow furrowed, she didn't complain about it, after all, those laws were also to make the Sad Wind Leader more orderly and civilized, and there was nothing wrong with that.

However, Lady Molly thought so, and the other nobles did not.

If their power is limited and they need to consult their 'lords' for everything, then what are they still nobles?

"In that case, can the lord ......?"

"No way!"

Cervantes directly interrupted Baron Graeme.

He stared at Baron Graeme with burning eyes, and said seriously: "Sir Graeme, please don't let me repeat it a third time—this law is for criminals, and as long as they commit crimes, they must be punished, including me, my lord, and of course you nobles! In other words, if you don't think about breaking the law, then why bother?"

"But by doing so, you are violating our power—the honor of the nobility cannot be insulted!"

After being interrupted by Cervantes, Baron Graeme somehow burst into a nameless fire in his heart, which made him can't help but roar at Cervantes.

After the roar was over, Baron Graeme calmed down, and a cold sweat broke out all of them.

Baron Graeme stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry, my lord, I—I didn't mean to!"

But unlike what everyone expected, Cervantes didn't get angry, instead—

Sneered!

When everyone looked at him blankly, Cervantes plucked his ears and asked with a contemptuous smile: "Excuse me, did I not hear it just now?"

Baron Graeme reacted, his eyes widening.

"You-"

"Shut up!"

Cervantes scolded, and then said impatiently: "Originally, I was in a good mood, and I would like to be gentle with you, but what did you just say? You guys who should have died a long time ago came to question me for insulting the glory of the nobility? Aren't you the ones who insulted the honor of the nobility?"

As soon as the words fell, a nobleman couldn't help but scold: "What qualifications do you have to say about us?! You are just a big lizard and a beast! You-"

Cervantes looked at him indifferently, and when the nobleman's words came to an abrupt end, he sneered twice: "Hehe, continue, why don't you continue?"

The nobleman's mouth snorted, but he closed his mouth under the angry eyes of the commoners and even several nobles around him, lowered his head, and did not look at the eyes of the black dragon before stopping the slight trembling of his body.

"Don't scold, that's good, then it's time for me to scold!"

Suddenly, all the nobles suddenly looked up at Cervantes in disbelief.

The black dragon sneered: "When I first came to the Sorrowful Wind Territory with Sera, who made a face for us? And then when Sera issued the decree, who was the one who disobeyed the yin? An order could not be transmitted to Wende City at all, what is the reason for this? You say that I hold a grudge? Yes, what's wrong with my grudge? Are you mistaken about my race? I am a black dragon!"

"Enough!"

Several nobles shouted in unison with blue faces, "You-"

"Shut up!!"

"Ah!!h

A flame slammed into the open space in front of the nobles, and under the panicked push of the nobles standing at the front, some of the nobles fell to the ground in embarrassment, and some of them were splashed by the broken stones, and they let out a terrified scream.

Seeing this scene, Cervantes grinned sarcastically: "Look, it seems that someone just said something about the 'glory of the nobility'? It's really a laughing dragon! With your courage, it is no wonder that when my father led a team to the Black Forest, there were only one or two nobles in that team who were 'hot-blooded' -- you say that I insulted the glory of the nobility? Phew! Aren't you the one who insulted the glory of the nobility? What qualifications do you have to say the word 'the glory of the nobility'?"

"I've never considered myself an aristocrat!

"The glory of the nobility belongs only to your ancestors—you ancestors who founded this country under the cold eyes of everyone and chose to fight for it!

"Everything you have is given to you by your ancestors, power, status, bloodline, knowledge, arrogance, if you don't have the ancestors who are as bright as the stars, you have nothing!

"It's true that I'm a black dragon, but my mother and father gave me blood, but they didn't give me a talent for spells, as a black dragon known for spells, I didn't have any spell casting ability since I was a child, and my mother threw me out when I was not as old as a dog, let me hunt by myself, let me learn to survive by myself!"

"I have grown up on my own, and my glory shines on myself!"

"I would never say that I was the 'Duke of Sorrow' when I introduced myself, because I was 'Cervantes Doig Sorrowful Wind'!"

"I am a legend in the world, a living epic!"

"Blood is my pride, but my glory and arrogance come from within me - I have never been proud of being a nobleman!"

"Tell me, mortal!"

Cervantes looked at the nobles coldly, gritted his teeth, and said, "What qualifications do you have to roar at me in front of me - what is it that gives you the courage to speak out in front of the legend of the world called the 'Iron Dragon'!"

"Tell me!!"