"Steward Eastman, you don't think that Earl Abel is Master Abel, do you? I heard that Abel's previous title was only baron, and it was reduced some time ago!" Administrator Noyce heard that The door manager couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
"There is no mistake. Earl Abel is the former Master Abel. I was present when he was awarded the title in Harvest City, and several others were also present!" Steward Eastman said with certainty.
Several officials who had participated in Abel's knighting ceremony also recalled it at this time and nodded. Although Abel had changed a lot, they could still recognize him as long as they compared carefully.
"Then Earl Abel is not an exiled Earl?" Tax Officer Birrell suddenly asked.
Administrator Noyce suddenly thought of Viscount Dickens's attitude towards Earl Abel just now. He was very dissatisfied with his insensitivity, because in retrospect, Viscount Dickens seemed to have a deep humility towards Abel. That kind of humility was difficult to Seen from great figures like Viscount Dickens.
At this time, he no longer thought about how to confront Abel's housekeeper Bartoli, because if the strength reached a certain level, any confrontation would be very ridiculous.
Viscount Dickens left, taking only a few attendants and not a single knight with him. Of course, before that, a large amount of his supplies and belongings were transported to the new territory. His original plan was to take a few knights with him when he left. Leave together.
But after learning Abel's identity, this idea was completely given up, and when the entire elite Harvest City Knight Brigade knew that the earl they wanted to serve was Abel, they could no longer transfer any knights.
The legend of Abel is a story that inspires all young people in Harvest City. Perhaps the nobles will consider profits and losses more, while knights and ordinary warriors worship legends more, and Abel is the legend of Harvest City.
Of course, the stories they heard were only a small part of Abel's experiences. These small parts of his experiences were expanded by legends and turned into many stories, perhaps stories that even Abel, the person involved, had not necessarily heard of.
"Master, this Viscount Dickens is too petty!" Bartoli bowed to Abel after inspecting the entire city lord's palace.
"Bartoli, what's wrong?" Abel was thinking about the time to go to Harry Castle. He originally didn't want to stay for a moment, but he had just become the owner of this place. Although he said he didn't want to take care of things, he still had to arrange some things. Go down.
"Viscount Dickens actually evacuated the entire city lord's palace!" Bartoli said incomprehensibly.
"Forget it, it seems that our friendship ends here if he does this, and we won't have any contact with him in the future!" Abel said with a nonchalant smile.
If Viscount Dickens had known in advance that it was Abel who was coming to take over, he would never have done so. And if he had known that he would have lost his last friendship with Abel by vacating the city lord's palace, this business, which had suffered a huge loss, would also Let him regret it for the rest of his life.
"Then how can we rest here today? We don't even have the most basic necessities of life here!" Bartoli knew that Abel was now an earl. If he was too casual, he would lose his dignity and become a member of the aristocratic circle. laughing stock.
"Harry Castle has a separate courtyard in Harvest City, and we will live there today!" Abel said, thinking of the place where he lived every time he came to Harvest City.
"Sir, there is Ms. Yvette from Edmund Auction House asking to see you!" A knight walked in from the door and bowed to report.
Because all the original servants were taken away by Viscount Dickens, the entire city lord's palace was like an empty shell. Now the gatekeepers are ten official knights, who are the knights of the elite knights of Harvest City.
"Yvette! Invite her in!" Abel said with a slight bow. The name Yvette reminded him of the pretty girl with long golden hair.
"Lord Earl Abel, Yvette salutes you on behalf of the Edmund Auction House in Harvest City!" Yvette gave a lady's salute as soon as she entered the door. She was not a noble, so this was just a common lady's salute.
"Yvette, you have always been so well-informed about Edmund Auction House. I need your services!" Abel looked at Yvette and said with a smile.
"Lord Earl Abel, we will do our best to fulfill your orders!" Although Yvette had just learned about the news that Abel had become the new owner of Harvest City, she had already known about the situation in the City Lord's Mansion, so she The purpose of taking this opportunity to come here is to use this opportunity to have good relations with Abel again to facilitate the development of Edmond Auction House in Harvest City.
"I will leave the City Lord's Mansion, and this City Lord's Mansion will be handed over to you. My request is very simple, turn this City Lord's Mansion into a qualified Earl's Mansion!" Abel said lightly, without saying anything about the gold coins. Class words.
Yvette understands very well that with Abel's current identity, even the one she knows, no chamber of commerce would dare to blackmail Abel's gold coins, because Abel's own interests are too great, and he can just take out a handful of Abel's gold coins. The weapons produced can become the highlight of any auction house, and are enough to enhance the reputation of the entire auction house.
"Lord Earl Abel, please rest assured that our Edmund Auction House will do our best to handle this matter for you!" Yvette assured with a bow.
The next day, a guard team consisting of 500 elite cavalry and ten formal knights protected the city owner's carriage and set off from Harvest City. The goal of this team was Harry Castle.
Abel didn't want to set off with so many guards, but as a count, he had the dignity to make his first official appearance and had to act in accordance with the rules of the nobility.
When walking out of Harvest City, Abel looked back at Harvest City in the carriage. The flag at the city gate had been changed overnight. A heraldic flag with a golden Eastern dragon on a black background was hung at the city gate of Harvest City. central.
The distance from Harvest City to Harry's Castle is not far. After the entire convoy traveled for half a day, Abel saw the stone castle in the distance through the car window.
"Harry Castle, I'm back!" Abel murmured in his heart.
The familiar stone city wall and the familiar unicorn emblem. Abel actually has two emblems. One is his own oriental dragon emblem, and the other is this unicorn emblem, the oriental dragon emblem. It was originally the merit gained from killing the orcs, coupled with the reason of becoming a master blacksmith, so the Duke of Camai had to give him a gift.
After several iterations, the current Eastern Dragon coat of arms has become the coat of arms of Abel's earldom, and his other identity is the heir of Harry Castle, and the unicorn coat of arms is also the one he has the right to use. The coat of arms is of course used by the heir.
The gate of the castle was wide open. A knight wearing domineering golden armor stood at the door of the castle, with the butler beside him standing with his hands tied.
Abel jumped off the carriage before it stopped because he saw Lord Marshall. The double horns on his golden armor were particularly conspicuous in the sunlight. It was the golden bull armor forged by Abel.
"Uncle Marshall!" Abel's voice was choked with sobs. He was a child who had been away from home for a long time, and finally returned home to his relatives.
"Abel, you are an earl now, why are you still crying and making the knight joke you brought!" Although Lord Marshall said this, his eyes were also a little red.
"I didn't cry, I was just so happy!" Abel said with a smile, but there was a little more sparkle in his eyes.
He opened his arms and hugged Lord Marshall tightly. Regardless of the golden bull armor on his body, his height of nearly two meters suddenly lifted Lord Marshall off the ground.
"Abel, put me down, you've ruined my face!" Lord Marshall shouted.
Abel put Lord Marshall down with a smile on his face.
"I didn't expect you to be a wizard and still be so strong. It seems that it was very useful when I asked you to learn blacksmithing!" Lord Marshall took off the golden bull helmet on his head and said.
"Of course, without Uncle Marshall, I wouldn't be where I am today!" Abel said following Lord Marshall's tone.
"By the way, tell me the truth, have you lost your knight strength now?" Lord Marshall asked softly. His family is a knight inheritance family. Although he is only a branch of the Harry family in Gamba City, because of the fiefdom, it has become an independent family.
He didn't want the family knighthood to stop with him, so he asked.