Seeing his face turned extremely ugly in an instant, Wien knew that he was probably thinking of bad things.

"Everyone comes from afar, I welcome you all into the mansion as the most honorable guests..." Simpson indeed began to speak inappropriately.

"But, are you here just to humiliate me?"

Wien tapped the table with his knuckles and stated: "This is just a pure question, and you are not the only one who is investigating. The information collected is only used for school research and does not contain any other meaning."

However, despite Wien's explanation of his purpose, Viscount Simpson still seemed very resistant to it.

He subconsciously argued: "Although my family has not told me this, I think there must be nobility."

"Where is the evidence?" Wien asked lightly.

"Because, my family has an ancestral sword, which was identified as a popular aristocratic style in the early days of the founding of the Kingdom of Lorns."

This reason is really not very credible.

Because, just from the documents that Wien and Tasia searched in the palace library, it was clearly stated that when many people chose to fabricate a not-so-ugly birth for themselves, their choice was to secretly acquire the tokens of the nobles from their ancestors.

On the one hand, some nobles who have lost their families will sell some private storage to subsidize their household expenses; on the other hand, many adventurers can occasionally gain these things when searching for treasures outside.

Although the origins of civilians and nobles are as different as heaven and earth, it is extremely difficult to hide, but it is relatively less difficult to fabricate a noble ancestor for yourself.

For them, such decency is enough.

It's better than nothing.

But seeing that he insisted that the truth was like this and would never accept other statements, Wien couldn't hold his head and let him admit it.

Because Viscount Simpson was unwilling to cooperate, the visit soon came to a stalemate and the three returned in vain.

After sending Wien and the others out of the door, Simpson closed the door tightly like avoiding the plague god and locked the three of them out.

Outside the Viscount's mansion, the three of them looked at each other.

"This is... too exaggerated." Chris complained.

Tasia sighed lightly, picked up the pen silently, and drew a small [×] on the list.

After packing up, they went to the next house.

This one is also similar to the previous one.

However, because the person under investigation was just a lord who was not even as good as the baron, the parties were very reserved in front of Wien and the others.

The few people had just sat down, and before they could talk, the Lord was in panic and sweating profusely, and he couldn't even explain clearly.

Judging from their trembling posture, it seems that they are bullying others with their power.

Wien felt a little helpless.

Therefore, the second company did not gain much, and only learned some extremely superficial information.

After they came out, it was getting late.

The sunset spreads the streets with a layer of orange-red veil, making people feel much more anxious at this sunset.

"Um-" Chris stretched. "Let's go eat something."

I was clearly working as a background board just now, and I was positioned as sitting on the side without talking.

However, Chris looks much more tired than Vien and Tasia.

“What to eat?”

Wien reached out to support her waist, looking like he was hugging her.

"emmm... just find a small vendor along the street and ask which restaurant is the most lively!" She took Vien's arm and hung the weight on him.

In terms of food, Chris is absolutely unwilling to treat herself badly.

After some inquiry, the three of them finally sat down in a restaurant that was not luxurious but was obviously very popular.

However, before the dishes were served, they heard the slightly rough voices of the next table.

"Hahaha! I'm just laughing to death. That guy Horace has been deprived of his noble status. Do you know?"

His tone was very proud.

It was like having some irresolvable deep hatred with the man named Horace in his mouth.

"I just found out, too." Another person also laughed and mocked, "Sure enough, civilians are civilians. Even if they get to the top of the big guy, they will eventually fall back to their original appearance~"

As this sentence fell, the table suddenly burst into laughter.

Several tall men were squeaking each other as if no one was around.

Judging from their outfits, even if they are not nobles, they must be knights trained by nobles.

After hearing the man's loud voice, Tasia's hands, which were placing dishes for Vien and the others, couldn't help but pause.

Wien was keenly aware of Tasia's psychological fluctuations.

"…Tasia, don't worry about what those people are saying." He frowned, "Your life cannot be defined by them."

Chris also reacted and comforted him, "Yes, yes, those people are just noisy sparrows, but Tasia is a swan spreading her wings! How could the sparrows know the ambitions of the swan?"

Wien's mouth twitched.

Should I repeat the sentence "If you are rich and noble, don't forget each other"?

Upon hearing this, Tasia couldn't help but look very moved.

"I'm obviously just a civilian with a low status, but both of you treat me well..." She looked at Chris and Vine with her eyes.

Hello! Tasia, don’t be deceived by Chris’s sweet words!

Oh~So I'm accomplice too.

That's all right.

"Tasia, what I said? You can't choose your origin." Chris shook his head slightly, "A truly outstanding person should be excellent in personality, not excellent in money and power."

A rich and powerful person must be more justified when he says these words.

But Wien nodded in agreement.

Under the guidance of the two, Tasia's expression became firm: "Well! I will work hard."

After a while, local specialties, which were basically no different from the popular dishes in the Wangdu, were presented to the table, and the three of them had a delicious meal.

When they quietly checked the bill and left, the table was still talking drunk.

After dinner, it was almost completely dark when the few people came out.

"Do you want to go?" Wien touched his belly.

"What?" Chris wondered.

"Go to meet, what those people just said, "the civilians who were deprived of their noble status."

Wien said.

Tasia was stunned, "But we don't know who he is, nor where he lives..."

"It's not easy?" Wien smiled.

I saw him standing on the street, first looking to the left and right sides, and then—

Take out a coin with a denomination of 1 Gran Pound from your pocket.
Chapter completed!