Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 73 The Corn Laws, Royal Gala
Who is behind the scenes?
Greg?
It's not like his style.

Grelint?

He should not have such great courage and motivation.

It wasn't until Hastur went to Backlund University and met Professor Wayne that he realized that Professor Wayne was behind all of this.

After teaching and educating people for many years, Professor Wayne is not to say that he is full of peaches and plums, but there are still many students, and there are many outstanding people among them.

After learning of Professor Wayne's request, the newspaper called Backlund Daily put the news about Hastur in a more prominent place on the front page.

Successfully occupied the home page together with the joint action of the Church of the Three Gods and the latest news of the Dawn.

"Becklund Daily" is a large newspaper covering the entire Loen, and it has a very high gold content.

In this regard, Hastur could not say anything other than sighing silently.

After all, Professor Wayne is also out of kindness.

Sure enough, on the evening of the second day, Greck came to visit in person, saying that after the king learned of his heroic deeds, he would reward him and let him attend this Saturday's party.

Hastur asked tentatively, "What is the king's reward usually?"

Greg said with a smile: "It's a bit difficult to advance to the title. I guess I will reward you with some land. After all, the royal family also won a lot of land from your father."

"..."

Hastur no longer knew how to describe Voltaire, and at the same time he was curious, how much property did the Campbell family have back then?

Greg looked around and said in a low voice, "The kingdom is about to change. If the king asks you to choose between land and gold pounds, you must choose gold pounds."

Hastur was startled and asked in surprise, "Is the Kingdom going to abolish the Corn Law?"

Greck didn't speak immediately, but only looked Hastur up and down for a while, and then said with emotion: "Hasta, you are indeed my best friend. You are very sensitive and smart about politics."

No, I just knew in advance that the "Corn Law" would inevitably be abolished before Klein was born, but I didn't know exactly when.

Hastur murmured in his heart, and said with a smile: "I have always been very concerned about Ruen's future."

"A baronetship is too low, it is not worthy of your intelligence and wisdom."

"Revitalizing the glory of the Campbell family has always been my goal."

The two talked about the situation in Loen for a while, and then Hasta mentioned the matter of investment.

The wheel of fortune has already begun to turn, and he should have made some plans early so that he can gain more benefits in the future.

He has now paid off Grelint's 2000-gold debt, and with the upcoming reward from the king, he has a lot of spare cash to use.

Investment is the best direction.

Especially when the Corn Laws were about to be repealed and changes were beginning to take place.

The good times of the landed nobles lying at home and collecting money are coming to an end, followed by the rise of the bourgeoisie.

Such as steel, banking, coal and other fields.

That is what Greg and Hibbert are currently doing together.

Greg euphemistically told Hasta that if he wants to enter the banking field, he needs to have a lot of funds, at least 10 gold pounds to start. Although the threshold for steel is a bit lower, but the current Hasta also does not have that kind of funds.

In terms of coal, if he collects 10000 gold pounds, he can help Hastur get started.

Hasta thought about it, and still felt that buying related stocks was more suitable for him.

With my current financial resources, I can't become a banker, I can only be a small retail investor.

Greg said with a smile: "This is the most sensible choice. Through stocks, it is easy to earn 10000 gold pounds from 10 gold pounds, but it is difficult to earn 10 million gold pounds from 100 gold pounds."

Hastur understood the meaning of Greck's words. He wanted to help him buy stocks, and through inside information and operations, his wealth would increase in a short period of time.

For such kindness, Hastur really couldn't say no to it.

In the end, he could only sigh with emotion that retail investors were killed by leeks!

……

Saturday night, seven o'clock.

Hastur put on the gown and sprayed expensive perfume on it. It took half an hour to dress up with the joint efforts of the three maids before she barely met the requirements of Butler Neil.

Participating in the party organized by the royal family is troublesome, and you must pay attention to all aspects.

Butler Neil also specifically told him that at the dinner party tonight, he must show his noble and elegant side, and he must not be like the one at home!
Recently, because of the need to play a barbarian, Hastur has been very casual at home, and he does not look like an elegant and decent nobleman when he goes out.

This made Butler Neil very worried about his performance at the party tonight.

Hastur felt that Butler Neil was right to worry.

The evening party organized by the royal family can be said to be the most complicated and well-mannered place in the Loen aristocratic circle, which just meets the needs of the Hastur barbarian.

If you want to digest the potion as soon as possible, this is a good opportunity.

But he will try to be as subtle as possible, so as not to make a situation out of hand.

He himself knew that playing a barbarian should be more courageous and ignoring the rules and regulations of these rules and regulations, so as to better digest the potion.

But on this occasion, he was too unruly, and it was easy for his noble reputation to drop directly to the bottom.

He can only play by ear as much as possible.

Slow down, slow down, it's better than making big troubles.

At seven thirty, Hastur arrived at the place where the royal family held a dinner tonight.

This place is similar to his Aster Manor on the outskirts, both of which occupy a large area. The only difference is that this is located in the center of Backlund, not in the outskirts.

The arrival of Hastur attracted a lot of attention. Following the report in the "Backlund Daily", many nobles also knew that he was the heir of the Campbell family.

Coupled with the halo of Voltaire, a great celebrity, he naturally became the object of many nobles' scrutiny.

Hastur maintained a decent smile, looked around and found Viscount Grelint who was also attending tonight's party.

He walked over with a glass full of wine.

Grelint also smiled and raised his glass, touched Hastur's wine glass lightly, and said with a smile: "Hasta, I heard that the king intends to reward you tonight."

"maybe."

Hastur did not continue to talk about this topic, but walked to a secluded corner with less people to chat with Grelint, and the whole person relaxed a lot.

"Hasta, you can't have such a temperament. As a qualified nobleman, it is very important to learn how to communicate with others."

Seeing that Hastur was unmoved, Greint continued: "For example, Miss Audrey, she doesn't like to participate in noisy banquets, but as long as she participates, whether it's dealing with people or communicating gracefully, she will It's that perfect."

"you're right."

Hastur nodded, walked towards the crowd with a wine glass, then went around them, and came to the corner alone, drinking fine wine, admiring the so-called aristocratic elegance.

"..."

Grelint, who witnessed this scene, was stunned for a while, and finally walked into the crowd with a glass of wine in his hands, skillfully communicating with the aristocrats he knew well.

Audrey was naturally invited to tonight's banquet. She came relatively late, arriving at the party around [-]:[-].

Her arrival naturally attracted a lot of attention. Hastur took advantage of her to taste tonight's dessert in his free time.

It is worthy of being produced by the royal family. The taste and texture are both excellent. It is difficult to evaluate the pros and cons of them for a while.

The main reason is that he ate a little less. If he tasted it for a while, he could arrange the order of dozens of desserts tonight.

Audrey, who was surrounded by the crowd, naturally also saw Hasta, who was away from the crowd and enjoying desserts.

"Mr. Hastur, he is obviously not in the same world as other nobles. Well, he seems to like desserts? Especially the chocolate cake, he tasted it three times."

Audrey communicated decently with other nobles, and looked at Hastur when she was free.

"I'll try it too."

Audrey came to the location of the chocolate cake, took only a small spoonful, put it in her mouth, and tasted it silently.

The entrance is soft with a bit of bitterness, followed by a mouthful of fragrance, and a steady stream of sweetness emerging from the bitterness.

The taste is rich, sweet but not greasy, and a little bit of bitterness adds a lot of style. It is indeed much more delicious than home-made.

She tasted another small spoonful, and then left the place. The same food cannot be tasted too many times, which is the default rule when attending a party.

Otherwise, people will think that you have not seen the world.

By the lakeside, Hastur was quietly admiring the moonlight in the lake.

"Lord Campbell, you are more handsome than the newspapers describe you."

A middle-aged man about 35 years old, with a smile on his face, approached with a glass of wine.

His eyes were like a ruler, constantly measuring Hastur.

The undisguised gaze, as if seeing a very beautifully packaged product, was full of greed and disgust.

Hastur frowned, "You are?"

"Viscount Chelf Barron!"

The middle-aged nobleman is obviously very proud of his surname.

"..."

Hastur had no intention of chatting with him, just said a few polite words, and was about to leave.

Chelf stopped Hastur, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "As long as you are willing to follow me, I can help you restore the glory of the Campbell family."

Hastur stopped, looked at him, and said calmly, "Say what you just said again?"

"A young and handsome noble like you in the circle is a very scarce resource."

"Thank you for your compliment."

There was a smile on Hastur's face, and Chelf was about to continue to say a few words with a smug face, but Hastur grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Under Chelf's horrified gaze, he threw him into the artificial lake, and with a plop, Chelf's obviously obese body fell into the lake, causing a large circle of ripples.

"You'd better go down and clear your head."

(End of this chapter)