Chapter 119: Kind Regard From the Eldest Prince
Prince Liandre’s George squinted his eyes as he saw what Abel was holding. He was a crucial mber of the Royal Family. Of course, he knew what the card was. It was the identity card of the interdiate wizard, Morton, who was the guardian wizard of this Duchy and the most powerful guardian wizard in the state.
Why would Abel have anything to do with the Morton Magic Tower?
From the intel that Prince Liandre received, Abel was just a wizard apprentice in the Yveline Tower.
And now this. The amount of compensation would have to change because of that. The future king was not too stingy about his money. If anything, he was looking to getting along with Wizard Morton. If Morton could beco one of his trusted “friends,” he would’ve needed a lot fewer guards whenever he went outside the palace.
“Pardon ,” Prince Liandre George smiled and said to Abel, “About the compensation. There has been a tiny change if you don’t mind.”
Abel frowned a bit when he heard this. Did the prince really co here to bargain with him for so money? Just how poor was the Duchy becoming?
“Um, you see,” prince Liandre George continued, “It’s about the vineyard you were ant to receive. I didn’t think it’s good enough for compensation, so I decided to replace it with the Cotter Winehouse. If you will, the Royal Palace would like to make a more sincere apology.”
Abel knew about the Cotter Winehouse. It was one of the best wine houses in the entire Duchy of Carl. He had a lot of fine wine from there, actually, in his collection in the Triumph Boulevard mansion.
“You are too kind, you Highness,” Abel thanked Liandre sincerely.
“As long as you like it, my dear Sir Abel!” Prince George Liandre replied. Judging from the smile on Abel’s face, he knew his plan had worked. The cost might be a little higher than expected, but Abel clearly couldn’t say no to him.
‘Well, then,” Prince Liandre reached out his right hand towards Abel, then turned to look at the two judges in court, “Let’s settle this in front of the Goddess of Justice and Order. From this point onward, there shall be no conflict between us. I hope we can beco good friends, Sir Abel.”
‘Yes, Your Highness. There will be no more conflicts between us. I’m honored to be your friend!’
As Abel reached out his hand as well, the two shook hands in the air and declared their friendship to the public.
“Very well,” the jury said solemnly, “By the goddess of Justice and Order, a contract has been agreed upon!”
A contract was agreed between the two parties. In a society such as this, shaking hands was a common way to resolve conflicts. Once the act was officially acknowledged, neither side would have permission to bring up the conflict in the future.
“You’ll have to excuse , Sir Abel. I have so business to attend to after this,” Prince Liandre said. Since the court hearing was settled, there really wasn’t a reason for him to stay any longer.
“Yes, Your Highness. I wish you a pleasant day.” Abel said and farewelled Prince Liandre with a bow.
While Prince Liandre had left, the middle-aged man who brought Abel here stayed. It was now his turn to have a negotiation with Ken. Since the Cotter Winehouse was handed over to Abel so quickly, a lot of deals had to be arranged.
Abel didn’t care too much about the handover. He was a nobleman. He would be laughed at if he joined in a business negotiation like this. Instead, he turned towards the judge and asked, “About the Benson Family, has their compensation arrived yet?”
The judge replied with a smile, ‘Yes, Sir Abel. The head of Benson Family has just sent them yesterday!”
The judge didn’t know who exactly Abel was. He could make a lot of guesses after seeing how polite Prince Liandre (and the knight commander) was to him, but one thing was certain: “Sir Abel” was not a simple nobody. Even the prince had to show so respect to him.
“All right, then. Let’s get everything sorted today,” Abel said with satisfaction. He was happy with how things were running so smoothly, especially with how cooperative the Benson Family had been with him.
“Yes, Sir. I shall send soone to your butler about this,” The referee replied.
Abel stood for a while as he waited for Ken to handle the transfer. While doing so, one of the court staff passed him a cup of coffee.
Abel did so math while he was waiting for Ken. Honestly, he was quite a wealthy man now. He had two vineyards in Bakong City, two shops at Tian Jin Avenue, and one vineyard at his Triumph Boulevard mansion (the Cotter Winehouse).
“Sorry for keeping you waiting, Loraine,” Abel said apologetically to Loraine. He didn’t think this court hearing would take so long. Loraine was waiting in the carriage the whole ti he was inside the noble arbitral tribunal.
“It’s okay, Abel! You didn’t keep waiting for too long,” Loraine smiled like always. For reasons she wasn’t sure of, she actually liked the feeling of waiting for Abel. Besides, it was already a joy for her to be able to go outside with him.
“Let’s go buy a lo~t of pretty clothes now, okay, Loraine?” Abel laughed in a rather exaggerated way.
“A lo~t? Isn’t that kind of expensive?” Loraine looked at Abel.
Abel started ssing up Lorain’s hair with his hand, “I got a lo~t of gold coins just then, do you understand? And since you’ve co here with , how can I not share them with you?”
Loraine didn’t like Abel ssing up her hair. She turned her head away from his hand, but the smile on her face was full of joy.
“What about this one? Do you like this one, Loraine? Let’s buy so clothes here.”
Abel didn’t know much about won’s clothing. It was the sa for Ken as well, but he did a lot of scouting since he first ca to Bakong City. He was a professional butler, after all, so it wasn’t hard for him to find the most popular shop here.
“Don’t worry about size,” Abel said to Ken, “We’ll hire a tailor when we head ho,”
Abel and Ken were both nobles. That being said, the City they’ve lived in wasn’t exactly in the top tier, and the quality of life was quite different in Bakong City. While it was much more convenient here, Abel didn’t know anyone. He didn’t know any tailor who could customize clothes for him, and it wasn’t like he had the ti, either. Thus, it was up to Ken to find the right person for him.
As they entered the best won’s clothing shop at Tian Jin Avenue, Abel saw so clothes that he was very familiar with. Actually, it was quite similar to what they had back on Earth. There were fancy dresses, ordinary clothes, so won’s underwear, and they were all hung up for display.
“Anything I can help you with, Sir?” a beautiful stewardess bowed and asked.
“Yes,” Abel said, “Uh, a lot, actually. Can you help my little sister pick out so clothes? We need every type that you have.”
“Yes, you’ve got it, Sir!” the stewardess said with brightened eyes, and her smile beca even more professional towards the rich custors in front of her, “Please, have a seat there while you wait.”
Since Abel ca here to buy so clothes, he’s decided to let all the guards stay outside. While waiting for Loraine to finish, he sat at a resting spot designated for n and enjoyed so drinks.
“Wow, what a fine establishnt that you have here! You have very good services here!” Abel said admirably. True. A lot of tis, even the shops on Earth wouldn’t be so friendly towards its custors.
After ordering a cup of juice, Abel waited for Loraine as she finished picking up her clothes.
Suddenly, the door of the store was slamd open. A team of guards, led by one elite knight, ca barging inside. Seeing that there wasn’t anyone important here, the elite knight shouted rudely, “Mrs. Daisy will be here soon! Please, everyone, leave this place while she shops here!”
“Who does he think he is?” a young man in suit whimpered. Hard to bla him, to be fair. That “please” didn’t sound very polite at all.
Another man replied, “It’s Mrs. Daisy. She’s the mistress of the eldest prince. Let’s just leave. There’s nothing we can do.”
“Dear Spirit! Have these people no sha at all?” the man complained, yet proceeded to bring his partner out.
Abel shook his head at the sight of this. What an unfair society this was. How could the mistress of the eldest prince be so senseless in the middle of the City?
Even nobles were shouted at like peasants.
“Do you like these ones, Abel?” Loraine ca with the stewardess.
“They’re good as long as you like them. Let’s pack them all up, Loraine. We’ll leave the shop now.”
Abel didn’t want to bring any trouble here. No one knew who he was here. He wasn’t exactly losing face here, so he might as well not take the spotlight this ti.
“Thank you, Abel!” Loraine handed the clothes to the stewardess.
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