Don't call me evil god

Chapter 135 Baron Qinar

As if he could see Miranda's tangle, Pete comforted her:
"Actually, Miranda, you don't have to think so much right now."

"Helping the Seekers of Knowledge Sect and following the guidance of the God of Knowledge does not mean that you have to go against the teachings of the Radiant God."

"On the contrary, you are doing this to better promote the Gospel of Glory."

"The territory is just being built, and there are so many monsters in the wild that are invading us. This is when we need a devout believer of the Radiance like you."

"What you are worried about is that the followers of the Seeking Knowledge Sect may come into conflict with the Glorious God Cult in the future because of their belief in an Old God, right?"

"You can take this opportunity to prove that the two can coexist, right?"

After some patient persuasion, Miranda was finally persuaded.

Gail's reaction to Pete's suggestion was from a rather unique angle.

"I have no interest in pioneering nobles. I'm not cut out to be a lord," Gale complained. "In the past, I was overwhelmed just by the various arrangements and planning for the potion shop my family invested in. Not to mention being a lord. There are so many living people in the territory waiting for your arrangements. I'm scared just thinking about it."

"However, it would be a good thing if the development can be completed."

"My family's potion shop is worried about saturation in sales. It's competing with other potion shops for prices."

"Adventurers and mercenaries will definitely need potions. Maybe I can open up a new sales channel."

"Besides, since the great God of Knowledge has sent down an oracle to guide us, I think this adventure will definitely earn us a lot of knowledge points and legendary experience. Even if the potions cannot be sold, it would be nice to become a respected archmage."

"But..." Gale said his thoughts and changed the subject: "Pete, how do you plan to tell your father about your plan?"

"Will he agree to your attempt to develop a noble career?"

Pete's expression froze for a moment, and he immediately made up his mind:

"If he disagrees, I will tell him in my own way that times have changed! I am no longer the kid who wasn't even a wizard's apprentice!"

"I will prove that I can do what I want to do!"

……

Chim Town, Baron Chinar's Manor, main building, living room on the second floor.

The room is beautifully decorated, with large French windows that let in plenty of light. On the walls hang several specimens of prey skulls, symbolizing the owner's achievements and gains.

A well-maintained yew horn bow was hung in the middle of the wall. Under the sunlight, it emitted a strange, faint glow, indicating that it was a unique and sophisticated weapon that had been processed through an enchantment process.

The standard weapons made by dwarf blacksmiths do not require any enchanting steps, and their structures are almost identical. They are produced by the same mold, and their weight, power, etc. are basically the same.

But it is different after being processed by the magical craftsmanship of the gray dwarf enchanter.

Even for the same standard weapons, the effects obtained after enchantment will be different.

The price of enchanted weapons on the market is often as high as dozens of gold coins. Being able to own an enchanted weapon of your own is often a sign of a powerful professional.

Baron Chinar, who is in his forties, sits at his desk, wearing comfortable, light casual clothes with his noble family crest. Pete Chinar inherited his black hair, gray eyes, and the same square face shape. The difference is that more traces of time can be seen on Baron Chinar's face.

Baron Chinal was writing his speech.

Judging from the time, Pete Chinal, who has been studying abroad at Caron College in Green Harbor for three years, should be coming back soon.

Baron Chinar had it all planned out.

If Pete failed the test, he would comfort his son and he had already prepared a plan in mind.

"It doesn't matter if you can't inherit the title. There is a lot of money left for you at home. As long as you don't spend it lavishly, this place in Ceylon will definitely be enough for you to live on!"

Baron Chinal is very self-aware.

He was a rank 3 ranger who believed in the wilderness god Leisai. Even if his offspring had the talent to become a professional, it would probably be on the path of a ranger.

For example, his second son, Bacon Chinar, showed good talent since childhood.

If Baron Chinar's prediction is correct, there is a good chance that he will become a Level 3 Ranger in the future and successfully inherit the baron title and this manor.

As for the eldest son, Petr Chinar?
Baron Chinar felt that he had probably ruined this big account.

Being of noble birth, it is a bit exaggerated to be born with a silver spoon in one's mouth, but a silver spoon is not a big problem.

Pete Chinar had been spoiled in the manor since he was a child, and he simply couldn't endure the physical training and archery skills required to become a ranger.

After testing my professional talent and affinity, I decided to go to Greenport Carron College to study to become a mage.

"He's the material to be a mage! The Qinar family doesn't have this gene!"

Baron Chinar sighed.

The key is that he has to be prepared for both situations.

Just in case, he meant just in case.

Is Pete really lucky to suddenly gain the favor of the goddess of magic and successfully become a true third-level wizard?
In that case, he would definitely prepare a grand banquet and invite the nobles from the surrounding towns to show off... No, it was to celebrate his eldest son becoming a tier 3 wizard.

After all, honorable mages are indeed rare in the territory of Ceylon, especially mages who can reach level 3 and release level 3 offensive magic, which are even rarer.

In order to make this preparation, which seemed unlikely to Baron Chinar, he had been thinking about the toast at the banquet for several days.

Because it is hard to imagine what it would be like if Pete really became a level 3 wizard, the blessing speech would not look right no matter how it is written.

"My son! On the day you were born, the magic web of the entire Qim town was quietly echoing your name - Pete Chinar..."

"No, no!"

After rewriting the beginning, Baron Chinar threw down his quill in annoyance, crumpled up the parchment and threw it into the wastebasket beside the desk.

Somehow, he always felt that something was wrong.

The blessing didn’t have the effect he wanted!

Just as Baron Chinar was worrying about his speech, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the living room.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Father! It's me!"

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and 15-year-old Bacon Chinar, who also had thick black hair and a youthful face, ran in excitedly.

Because of running all the way, there were some beads of sweat on his forehead.

Baron Chinal reminded him seriously: "Bacon, what did your etiquette teacher teach you? Such behavior undermines the dignity of a nobleman!"

Bacon saluted quickly and excitedly, and then said impatiently:
"Father! My brother is back!!!"

"He's already at the gate of the manor!"

……

The fifth update is here! Thank you for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets! Thank you for your genuine subscription support! Thank you to my parents who provide me with food and clothing! Thank you very much!

PS: Author's note: A brief explanation here: the Noble Inheritance Act of the Kingdom of Reyak requires that the tier 3 wizard must be a wizard who can truly cast tier 3 attack magic, not the "Caron Academy-branded parallel import wizard" who gets away with it by tearing scrolls.

PPS: There is a chapter break today, hehe



(End of this chapter)