Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 397: Sir Valera

If he didn't have a little bit of common sense left, Fabrice would really want to cooperate with the people from the Ice Church to kill that couple first.

Especially Rosalind.

Not only did he harm the people he had, but he also wanted to use them to create a good person image for himself!
The method used is still deceptive!
If he was willing to use this method, wouldn't Fabrice be able to find someone who could use the healing magic?
If he really wanted to owe someone a favor, he might as well go find Lowry next door.

After all, the mage's water healing technique requires the least vitality.

Of course, the earth-related ones are also good, but unfortunately, the people in the Church of Earth prefer healing plants.

Unless they want to save themselves, asking them to harm plants to save humans is a dream.

As for whether Lowry would do it...Fabris didn't believe he wouldn't.

He knew exactly who his uncle was.

Although he seems to be in a rush on the surface, he must have mastered enough ways to protect his life before going out to travel.

Since he dared to show up on the cliff and send Alex home, Lori must have mastered the most harmless treatment method.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Knights of Yagris obviously purchased some water spell scrolls from Lori's territory, although they were only elementary ones.

It couldn't be that the Grand Mage of the Arsalan Palace took it away and sold it!

Looking at the group of people's receding backs, Fabrice, who had always insisted on not meeting them even if he had to give orders, had a serious expression on his face: Can he go to His Majesty the King to ask for compensation now?
"Count..." The butler standing behind him called in a heavy voice.

"What's wrong?" Fabrice asked without turning his head, "Is my warehouse unable to make up for the loss this time?"

"The quotation from the Knights of Yagris has arrived." The butler said softly.

Fabrice paused for a moment and said, “Ah… never mind.

Please sort out the bills. I will ask someone to send them to the capital.

The princess's delegation is passing through our Montes territory at the order of His Majesty the King.

As a noble of the territory, I don't have to pay for this."

Although he was grateful to His Majesty Travis for helping to keep Lady Yagris, Fabrice was also willing to pay some price for His Majesty the King.

But the price is a bit too high.

It had been peaceful for so long that Fabrice almost forgot that the hiring fee of the Knights of Yagris was divided into two parts.

The usual protection fees are actually not that much, and are probably just enough to cover the daily expenses of the Knights, such as salaries, food and drinks.

He doesn't need to worry about daily training.

But for a serious battle like this one, money must be paid according to the level and number of knights dispatched... according to the rules of adventurers.

For a serious knight order like Yagris, charging adventurers the same standard is already a discount.

Normally, as long as the result is victory, the funding will be allocated according to the military mobilization... no matter if there are 10 or 20 people.

The Knights of Yagris have already followed the bottom line.

But Fabrice... Fabrice, who started from scratch, although inherited a large sum of money, the reconstruction of the castle and the city had already emptied half of his pockets.

So, he really couldn't be tough.

Fabrice sighed softly.

If the castle knights his grandfather had left him weren’t so… Fabrice suddenly gave a wry smile.

In fact, the original Castle Knights weren’t that bad.

The nobles grew up in such an environment.

When he was incompetent, even his prostitute servants could secretly betray his privacy, not to mention a group of capable and proud knights.

What's wrong with being a little disrespectful?

When he gets out of trouble and regains power, these people will immediately kneel down at his feet.

However, Fabrice watched how the uncle next door trained his subordinates.

Looking at the knights of Qingfeng Territory, and then looking back at the ones around him... Fabrice didn't think that his intolerance was wrong.

Having seen the best, why would he want the worst?

We are all the same and no one can stop him from learning in the good direction!

Since he was young, Fabrice has been able to grit his teeth and move forward towards his uncle, even if he was covered in scars.

Then, and now, he will naturally continue to do so.

But this time, it was his wallet that was hurt.

Fabrice has already provided the best treatment to these knights within his ability...so what's the problem with him asking these knights to stop cheating civilians out of their living expenses?
Now, they will not be without money to support their family.

Fabrice narrowed his eyes... Although he wanted to send his children to the palace to enjoy a golden life after he got married and started a family, he didn't want to offend His Majesty the King, but... there were two evils at play, so of course he would choose the one that was best for him.

Children can also fight for themselves.

If that doesn't work, you can send it to the future king grandpa or great-grandfather next door.

He stood on the ruined city wall and looked into the distance at the Earldom of Hamilton.

Although Leon did not send anyone to help, he provided a batch of supplies to Montes and promised to send troops immediately if Fabrice needed them. Before that, everyone could understand why he did not send anyone.

I guess no one wants to come.

According to what the Hamilton people said, if they encounter something that no one wants to go to, Leon's group of brothers will choose to draw lots.

Small things can determine victory or defeat.

It’s a big deal, three is normal, ten is possible... It’s the first time Fabrice heard of this lottery method where if someone gets drawn three times out of ten, they lose.

What kind of luck is this!

If we let such a person go into battle, aren't you afraid that he will get into trouble and drag everyone down with him?
Fabrice would never ask Hamilton for help until the last moment... It would be better not to come if he is a troublemaker.

Just give him money, that's what he needs right now.

Fabrice grabbed the wall bricks in pain...even though they were not broken, they were dirty!

The Earl's castle must have the dignity of an Earl's castle.

That means he has to spend money.

Fabrice took a deep breath and comforted himself: At least, I have compensated the people who have been frightened during this period.

No! He couldn't stand this grievance.

We will talk about repaying His Majesty the King later. Fabrice cannot bear to pay the slightest price for a bitch like Rosalind!
"Include the cleaning costs too!" he said viciously.

The butler was stunned for a moment before he said, "This seems... Lord Earl, I know you just hate certain people and certain things, but the etiquette of the nobility still needs to be..."

"Sophia Reed, who follows Rosalind and cooperates with her, is from Cebephia." Fabrice interrupted him expressionlessly.

The butler quickly shut his mouth.

Although Fabrice did not vent his anger on him because of his unfortunate daughter, the butler was well aware that his status had declined greatly because of this incident.

Originally, he who had accompanied Fabrice through all the adversities to where he is today...

Forget it, there's no point in saying this.

Even if his daughter was seduced and controlled by someone, the housekeeper who got the soberness bracelet knew very well that she was indeed tempted, and that was the beginning of all this.

And he really had no excuse for sending such a girl to the count.

But the butler could not hate Fabrice because of the current embarrassing situation... the count had been very tolerant in allowing him to continue to be the castle's butler, and he would not condemn himself... he was not a saint, so naturally he could only put all his resentment on Cebephia.

Of course, he actually secretly resented Lowry a little, but he absolutely did not dare to show it.

The reason they dared to feel resentment was that in the past years, those of them who had to follow Master Fabrice's family were taught to stay away from Mrs. Yagris's line and always regarded them and her son as a side branch.

But the butler still knew who he was.

Even Fabrice would kill him without mercy if he discovered his thoughts.

Even his family won't stay.

The butler’s open enemy can only be Cebephia.

He lowered his head and was silent for a while before he said bitterly, "My Lord Earl, I can understand your anger, and I also... want to do that.

But as your steward, I have to continue to draw your attention to your image.

My Lord Earl, you still have to marry, have children and start your own family!
Being too stingy can easily make people think that... you can’t marry a good wife if you are poor and destitute.”

"As long as you have the ability, it's fine." Fabrice said calmly, "Even if you don't spend a penny, if Uncle Lori wants to marry, there will definitely be countless daughters of noble families crying and begging for marriage with generous dowries.

The strength of an ally is more important than the character of the ally, not to mention that stinginess is definitely not a character issue. "

The butler hesitated, but he still persuaded: "But you are not...

Are you going to wait until 10 years later?"

"My grandfather could do it, so why can't I?" Fabrice turned around and looked at him, "My talent is not bad.

Ten years later, I still have a chance to reach level 10."

The housekeeper sighed, knowing that he could no longer persuade the man given his status, so he could only retreat and sort out the bills and payment documents.

Fabrice looked at his butler and sighed softly.

He touched the bracelet and asked word by word: "Uncle Lowry, can you please help me and send a few clever little birds over?

There are some things that I think are best seen with your own eyes.”

"Okay." Lowry agreed straightforwardly, and then couldn't help laughing, "If you want to get a response sooner, it's best to send the report to the capital within three days."

Then we have to spend money to teleport from the awakening array... Fabrice quickly calculated the price and nodded: "Okay.

What's up, Uncle Lorry?

"Valera is already level 10."

Fabrice suddenly realized: According to the rules, this female swordsman can have a formal title of knight awarded by the Noble Affairs Office, which is better than the manor knight canonized by the nobles of the territory themselves.

Of course, there are many level 10 professionals, and not everyone can get this title so easily.

(End of this chapter)