At this point, even Emperor Miles of Genosha began to doubt his own ears, wondering if he was hallucinating. He couldn't help but ask again:
"Charles, what did you just say? That's the title of Duke, the highest rank in Genosha. Since the founding of Genosha, there have been very few who have received this title, and you, being under forty, are the first."
Emperor Miles reiterated just how high the honor and status of this title truly were.
He suspected that Charles might not fully understand the significance of such matters, which was why he would refuse.
To everyone's surprise, even with the Emperor's words, Charles still shook his head without a mont's hesitation and slowly said, "Your Majesty, I am honored that you value so highly, but I have no desire for a noble title."
Upon hearing Charles's response, not only did the Emperor fall silent, but the other nobles present also found themselves at a loss for words.
If the title of Marquis was sothing every noble dread of possessing, then the title of Duke was sothing they wouldn't even dare to fantasize about.
The Duke title was incredibly difficult to attain, typically, only those over forty who had dedicated their lives to Genosha and earned imnse honor had a chance to obtain it.
And that was just a chance!
Yet now, a title of Duke was placed right in front of Charles, and he outright refused it without a second thought?
"Could it be that sothing happened to Charles before the banquet, and he got hit by a car?" soone wondered in confusion.
Wayne slowly ca back to his senses. At first, he was stunned by the Emperor of Genosha offering Charles the title of Duke. Before he could fully process his shock, he was once again taken aback by Charles's response.
"Refused? Again? The title I have long pursued is right in front of Charles, and he doesn't even hesitate for a mont, as if noble status is sothing dirty and contemptible, sothing he doesn't desire at all?" Wayne's mind began to spiral.
He simply couldn't accept what was happening today. Charles's nonchalant attitude made him question everything he believed in.
The dream he had longed for seed so insignificant in front of Charles, utterly unimportant, like trash that even Charles didn't want!
"May I ask why? Charles, your past performance has been outstanding. This is the best reward I can think of. What reason could lead you to refuse twice?" Miles was not angry.
At that mont, he seed less like the Emperor of Genosha and more like an elder in Charles's family, gently and curiously inquiring.
Charles thought for a mont and slowly replied in front of everyone, "First, I don't particularly care for the lofty status of nobility. No one is born noble, nobility is always about one's morals and actions."
"Second, I quite like my current status. Ninety-nine percent of the people in Genosha are commoners, and I don't feel the slightest bit inferior or ashad because of it."
"Finally, I believe that being a commoner allows to better realize my value. There are already too many nobles in this world."
Silence. A profound silence.
Everyone at the banquet was reflecting on what Charles had said. If anyone else had spoken those words, they would surely think it was just empty posturing, a false facade.
However, the person who said this was Charles, soone who constantly proved his worth through actions.
Since arriving in Genosha Calivia, Charles had never shied away from his commoner status, he only rejected those who discriminated against commoners.
When faced with the provocations and mockery of noble youths, Charles would confidently embrace his identity as a commoner, using the strength of a commoner to make those who mocked and provoked him regret ever challenging him.
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Emperor Miles of Genosha was also deep in thought, focusing on Charles's last statent: there are already too many nobles in this world.
Indeed, ninety-nine percent of the people in Genosha are commoners, and so commoners who have made great contributions do not hesitate to cross class lines to beco nobles.
It can be said that throughout Genosha's history, there has never been a hero who maintained a purely commoner status from beginning to end.
"Charles is impressive, he can consider such aspects. He wants to be a pure commoner hero. However, this ans that Charles will inevitably struggle to fit in with the nobility in the future." Miles mused.
Then he quickly realized that Charles didn't need to integrate into the nobility at all. As long as he maintained his incredible talent and strength, countless nobles would desperately want to be part of Charles's circle.
Isn't he, the greatest noble of Genosha, already doing just that?
With this thought, Miles no longer felt confused about Charles's choice, instead, he found it remarkably agreeable.
"Since that's the case, I respect your choice. It seems I need to think carefully about your reward. When I decide how to reward you, you cannot refuse again. Not seeking sothing in return is not what a role model should do." Miles said slowly.
Charles understood that the Emperor was reminding him that contributing to the country ans one should accept rewards, otherwise, others might face moral dilemmas in similar situations.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty, I am still rather lacking in money and tal materials." Charles scratched his head, recalling Little Gold, subconsciously thinking about how great it would be if the Emperor could directly reward him with a large amount of tal materials.
However, such a thing was unrealistic. The prices of so tal materials in Genosha had been rising continuously, likely due to the increasingly tense situation with Kingston, making so weapon manufacturing raw materials scarce.
"Don't worry, besides that, there should be another reward that will satisfy you." Miles said, a hint of a smile appearing on his face.
After Emperor Miles of Genosha left, the banquet continued as usual.
Wayne felt embarrassed, and Grace directly took him away.
Charles didn't mind, to him, Wayne was just a barking wild dog by the roadside. If he really annoyed him, he could easily deal with him.
What was happening before Charles was giving him a headache.
More and more noble youths gathered around Charles, their eyes filled with admiration and respect. One of them cautiously spoke up:
"Charles, is noble status really such a bad thing?"
Charles looked at the youths in front of him. He thought for a mont, these individuals had high potential for growth and hadn't developed an arrogant, aloof deanor, so they could still change.
"It's not that." he began. "Nobles receive a far superior education compared to commoners, and their insights and perspectives often surpass those of ordinary people. However, this is not an excuse for arrogance, it's a reason for greater humility."
"In the world of Beast Masters, the ordinary populace is always the most extensive and fundantal component, they are the ones filled with hope. A qualified noble should take on the responsibility of leading these people toward a better life."
Charles spoke slowly, his words directed only at those willing to listen and willing to change.
Since the incident at Flower Falls Gorge, Charles often found himself deep in thought, contemplating how to handle various difficulties and dangers.
Charles didn't see himself as that great. He never thought of himself as particularly noble for becoming a hero of Genosha, he was simply doing what he could.
As his strength continued to grow, the scope of what he could do expanded as well. Now, he could accomplish many things he couldn't before, such as changing so people.
Looking at the noble youths lost in thought before him, Charles sighed. There was still much for him to do, and he needed to continue improving his strength.
"Charles, you're amazing. I feel like your way of thinking is different from ours." Snow couldn't help but say as she looked at him.
She had never encountered soone like him before, always carrying a sense of weight and calm, exuding a trendous charisma that made people want to gather around him and follow him to accomplish remarkable things.
Luna also nodded in agreent with Snow's words, unable to resist the sentint. However, she didn't know how to express it. Instead, she unconsciously leaned a bit closer to Charles. After seeing that he didn't resist, she quietly sighed in relief.
No one noticed in the corner of the crowd, a young man in a lavish suit was watching Charles approach while loosening the buttons on his outfit, revealing a wrinkled, cheap shirt underneath. He slowly said:
"Thank you, Charles. You're right, I shouldn't feel any inferiority or sha about my commoner status. A person's nobility is always determined by their morals and actions."
What happened at the banquet tonight spread quickly throughout the network of Genosha.
This ti, unlike before, it sparked a lot of discussion among many people. The vast majority fell into deep thought after seeing Charles's words.
This included many other young nobles who did not attend the banquet. After learning about everything that transpired, tonight in Genosha, many luxurious villas and lavish rooms were lit up all night long!
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