The old butler invited everyone from Kant to enter the office. The bright candlesticks were already lit, and the candles were burning with a faint fragrance.
Kant scanned, and the candles burning in the reception hall should be the high-quality beeswax purchased in the Silver Plate Kingdom. Even the Lion Castle burns less. The first floor of this office alone has already been lit. 36 roots.
The entire floor is brightly lit, just like daytime.
It also reflects the luxury of the place.
That's right, luxury.
Furniture made of various precious woods are elegantly stacked on the top floor.
The surrounding walls are also painted with paint, with a bit of religious color. If Kant remembers correctly, it should be derived from the traditional myth of the Lion Principality, the magnificent life of the God of War Emond.
Including the silver products and handicrafts visited on the surrounding cabinets, they are all extremely exquisite.
There are also shaped bonsai flowers piled up in the corner.
And beautiful oil paintings on the walls.
The luxury here has reached the level of extravagance, even compared to the high-ranking nobles in the South County.
If you compare it with the North County Territory alone, there is no way to compare it. Even the office hall alone is no less than the Lord Hall of the Supreme Lord of the North County Territory, Viscount Wayne!
The difference may be just size, but as a businessman, having such a firm is enough can be regarded as a manifestation of strength.
The old butler was also quite proud of this.
Come to the lobby.
He stretched out his hand and respectfully said to Kant: "Sit here casually, Mr. Kant, the room is ready, and you can go to rest at any time. Of course, you must be hungry all the way here, and we have prepared desserts."
"Well prepared." Kant smiled.
"That's right."
The corner of the old butler's mouth curled up: "Very sufficient."
As if he couldn't see Kant and the 10 lion knights behind him, he turned around and clapped his hands.
"Slap."
There was a slapping sound.
And the small door on the side opened slightly.
Girl attendants in maid outfits came out carrying silver trays.
Well-trained, lined up in a long line, came to Kant and the others with brisk steps, put the silver plate on the long table in the middle, opened the lid, and then respectfully retreated to the wall, waiting quietly.
Looking at the 11 plates of food on the long table, Kant raised his eyebrows slightly: "Cream cake."
"That's right, it's the cream cake from the Silver Plate Kingdom."
The old butler smiled and introduced: "It is made of fine flour, mixed with eggs and cheese, as well as sugar and fruit juice." After a pause, the old butler raised his eyebrows and said: "A cream cake is worth 1 silver coin."
"It's really expensive ingredients." Kant sat on the main seat by himself, took a sip with his knife and fork.
Soft and sweet mixed.
A delicate fragrance permeated gently in the mouth.
It is indeed delicious.
He couldn't help nodding, and also praised: "This is very good."
"Thank you." The old butler also had a smile on his face. In his opinion, Kant's praise was an acknowledgment.
To his employer, Mr. Borg admitted that after all, this kind of food is rare even in South County, and even some nobles have never eaten it, and it is an extremely precious ingredient.
If it wasn't for the fact that a big businessman from the Silver Plate Kingdom came over this week, he would temporarily send a box over.
It's hard to eat on weekdays!
But that was also his and Mr. Borg's plan.
Let this Mr. Kant back out of difficulties and understand who is in control of the initiative now.
And he also smiled and looked at the 10 guards wearing fine linen robes, the clothes that ordinary civilians would wear, and said with a smile: "These guards, do you think the cream cake is not to your liking? You can also Try it, it tastes very good, after eating it for the first time, you will fall in love with the soft texture."
"Oh, they haven't eaten this kind of thing. In fact, I have eaten less. Relatively speaking, malt wine with barbecue is more popular with them." Kant explained.
"So that's how it is."
There was a bit of contempt in the old housekeeper's eyes.
Of course he didn't know Kant's true identity, and Borg didn't tell him.
Eating the cake with a silver fork, Kant also said to these lion knights: "Enjoy it as you like, this cream cake is really good, it tastes very good, and it is even more delicious than ordinary desserts."
"yes."
The lion knights bowed their heads and began to enjoy.
But this delicate cream cake is only the size of a palm, and they ate it in a few bites, leaving the bottom of the plate.
The appearance of swallowing it made the old housekeeper and the maids around feel a little pity. In fact, even if they are not able to eat this kind of food, they are now being gobbled up by others. It is simply like a riot.
Kant's food is much more elegant, after all, he has spent 16 years of aristocratic life.
A well-deserved top aristocrat.
finish eating.
Put down the knife and fork.
Kant looked at the old butler who was still waiting with a smile on his face, and said calmly, "Why hasn't Bogg come yet? I don't have much time. If he's ready, he'd better come and see me."
"Uh..." The old butler was slightly taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Kant to ask him so bluntly.
As if he is the master here.
impolite.
The old housekeeper snorted coldly in his heart.
But his excellent professionalism made him react quickly, adjusted his mentality, and said with a smile: "Mr. Kant, maybe you misunderstood. Mr. Borg has no free time to see you tonight. The agreed time is at noon tomorrow."
"Tomorrow afternoon."
Kant raised his eyebrows: "But then I won't have time."
The old butler was not afraid: "That's a pity." The smile on his face disappeared, but he said in a warning tone: "Mr. Kant, you should know that the banquet that Mr. Borg is going to attend tonight , is a banquet hosted by the governor of the port, and it is not the kind that any businessman can enter to participate in."
"Oh, the specification is very high."
Kant nodded.
But he still looked at the old housekeeper, and asked calmly, "Then why doesn't Borg come to see me now?"
After knocking on the table, Kant wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, sat on the soft velvet cushion with his legs crossed, and asked bluntly: "Isn't Bog still in the office now? Let him come to see me now."
"Unreasonable."
The old butler's patience finally ran out.
There was a bit of anger on his face, but he still suppressed his emotions and said: "Mr. Kant, this is the headquarters office of the Bogle Chamber of Commerce. Not everyone can be presumptuous." After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Maybe You helped Mr. Borg when he fell down, but this is not a reason to threaten Mr. Borg!"
"No, I didn't threaten Borg." Kant showed a playful smile, looked at the old butler's furious folds, and shook his head helplessly: "Then Borg doesn't want to come out?"
"If you want to see."
The old housekeeper's face was gloomy.
He clapped his palms slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Come out and meet your old friends!"
The side door reopened.
But it was not the maid who came out.
Instead, 10 strong figures walked out quickly, wearing high-quality clothes made of velvet, which were thoughtful and fitted, and at the same time carried a symbol of elegance and luxury, and there were silver threads interspersed around the neckline and cuffs.
If you look carefully, you can still see the iron pieces under the luxurious clothes.
Salander chain armor.
Sarande Chain Boots.
and Salander's Chain Gauntlets.
Originally, there should have been a Sarander chain armor, a Sarander buckler on the back, a long spear in his hand, and a Sarander sword at his waist. Of course, the Sarander horse was also indispensable.
"Mr. Kant."
The old butler smiled: "I think you know these 10 knights."
"certainly."
Kant nodded.
These people are the 4th-level cavalry of the Sultanate of Sarande, the Sarande cavalry.
It was Kant seconded to Borg as a bodyguard, how could he forget, how could he not know.
"Now they are Mr. Borg's most loyal supporters. When they were surrounded by water thieves on a merchant ship, they risked their lives to save Mr. Borg. For this reason, they also gained Mr. Borg's friendship."
The old butler smiled: "They now each have a merchant ship."
"Well." Kant raised his eyebrows: "This is a big deal."
"certainly."
The old butler didn't see the panic on Kant's face.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he was a little depressed, but he still said: "Mr. Kant, I don't think they ever enjoyed such courtesy when they were under your command, didn't they?"
"That's right, they don't even have extra horses." Kant said truthfully.
"But they're happy here."
The corners of the old butler's mouth curled up: "Besides, they still have new assistance."
Turning his head slightly, the old butler looked into the door, and said in a slightly respectful voice, "Mr. Cheshire, it may be time for you to show up. I don't know if it disturbed your rest."
An arrogant voice also came from the room: "Heh, you're just a little nobleman, what are you afraid of?"
At the same time, a burly figure stepped out.
He casually wore a cape made of expensive velvet, and a short sword was pinned casually around his waist.
Looking middle-aged, with a scar on his face, he glanced at Kant who was still sitting there and the 10 lion knights in fine linen robes, and laughed even more: "Just these trash, do you want me to do it myself? ?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a bone-piercing chill appeared.
The extraordinary power of ice.
Great knight!
"Of course not. I'm just introducing you to them. After all, you can't just meet a great knight. What's more, you, Mr. Cheshire, are invincible from the battlefield."
The old butler's tone was even more flattering.
These words greatly benefited the great knight named Cheshire.
But his attitude was still arrogant, he glanced coldly at Kant, and then at the 10 Sarion lion knights who were restrained, and said lightly: "That's it, I'm still busy, since I know the existence of my lord, then You can get out, and stay away from the Borg Chamber of Commerce in the future, the world is big, don't think you are so great."
"Oh, I see."
But Kant remained calm: "After you finish speaking, quickly let Bogg come to see me. As I said, I don't have much time."
(end of this chapter)