Lord blessed by the elves

Chapter 135 Such a Father

Kruse's move, a strategic retreat, both agreed to the request and hinted at his potential "shortcomings" in music theory, making him seem more authentic and avoiding the embarrassment of being immediately asked to write the score on the spot.

Mrs. Monica's smile grew even gentler upon hearing this: "It's alright, I understand. I would be most grateful if you would be willing to share this wonderful thing with me. I will send someone to deliver blank sheet music and writing tools to your residence later."

"As you command, Madam," Kruze replied with an elegant bow.

What could have been an awkward situation due to "peeking" at history was successfully transformed into the appreciation and favor of a powerful noblewoman thanks to Kruse's superb acting skills and music from another world.

This undoubtedly opened a new door for him in Campino's social circles.

Just as Kruse and Lady Monica were having a pleasant conversation, Reyes and Viscount Martin finally squeezed through the crowd of onlookers.

The two men dared not delay, immediately straightened their robes, and bowed respectfully to Mrs. Monica.

This respect stemmed not only from the fact that she was the Earl's sister, but also from her other illustrious identity: she was one of the largest potion suppliers in Campno County, and even the entire province.

The White Eagle Viscountry, which she controlled, accumulated astonishing wealth through its unique resources and management.

There are even rumors that if it weren't for the bond between siblings, even Count Campino had considered taking this veritable "golden goose" for himself.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Monica!" Reyes and Martin greeted in unison.

Lady Monica smiled and nodded in return, but her gaze remained fixed on Kruze, filled with undisguised admiration. Pointing at Kruze, she asked Reyes, "Baron Reyes, is this talented young man your son?"

Reyes' face immediately lit up with a smug look, and he nodded vigorously: "It is indeed my little lion."

“He’s a very musically talented child, full of potential,” Mrs. Monica said with certainty, then suggested in a natural manner, “I think you should focus on nurturing his talent in this area; he will definitely have a bright future in the music field.”

"..."

Reyes's smug expression froze instantly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly involuntarily.

He placed high hopes on his heir, who was already a Bronze Knight and had demonstrated outstanding governance abilities, and then "focused" on cultivating his musical talent.
This is simply... But his gaze swept over Lady Monica's gentle yet unquestionable expression, and then he thought of the vast magical potion resources she possessed, which were crucial to his future advancement to Earth Knight!

What if... we can use this connection to buy large quantities of potions at a better price in the future?

A strong sense of reality overwhelmed the feeling of absurdity.

Reyes forced a smile that appeared as genuine as possible, squeezing out the words through clenched teeth: "Mrs. Monica...you're...very right. When I get back, I will definitely...consider it carefully and focus on nurturing his...talent." Each word was spoken with extraordinary difficulty.

Mrs. Monica seemed very pleased with his "sensible" behavior, and her smile became even brighter: "That's exactly right. To learn music, you first need a good instrument. My shop just received a new harpsichord from the provincial capital, handcrafted by the master luthier Bedley. Its tone is excellent. Considering how talented this child is, I will instruct you to get a discount."

Viscount Martin, standing to the side, listened to the conversation and saw Reyes's frustrated yet obliging expression. His lips twitched, and he quickly lowered his head, afraid that he would burst out laughing.

Why would a baron with both strength and governance skills abandon crucial martial arts training and territory management to "focus" on learning music?
In the eyes of these traditional nobles, this was simply putting the cart before the horse! Music and painting were usually "shortcuts" chosen by noble children who had no right to inherit titles and lacked talent for cultivation, so that they could attach themselves to other powerful nobles and live a life of luxury in the future.

To put it bluntly, these young masters and ladies who are skilled in the arts are often the future lovers or mistresses kept by powerful nobles.

If the person who made the suggestion hadn't been the powerful and wealthy Lady Monica, Reyes, with his fiery temper and knightly pride, would probably have already drawn his sword.

At this moment, he could only curse inwardly while maintaining a stiff smile on his face.

"Thank you so much for your kindness, Madam." Reyes almost gritted his teeth as he thanked her, feeling as if his heart was bleeding. That master-made violin, even at a discount, was still incredibly expensive!

Kruse saw the pained yet restrained expression on his father's face and felt both amused and touched.

His father was enduring this for his "future," or rather, for the potential distribution channels for magic potions. He secretly decided that he had to get the mustard business up and running as soon as possible to properly repay his "compassionate" father.

No sooner had Mrs. Monica left than Reyes grabbed Kruse and pulled him into a corner.

"So what if you can get in touch with Lady Monica and be her sugar daddy? As long as you can get cheap potion supplies from her, whether your father can be promoted to Earth Knight depends entirely on you," Reyes said without changing his expression, his tone showing no hesitation.

Kruse could hardly believe his ears that his usually stern and unsmiling father could speak so calmly.

Martin, standing nearby, nodded in agreement, adding, "Please take care of my share too."

Kruse choked and coughed repeatedly. He hurriedly picked up Elena, who had somehow squeezed next to him, fearing that the two elders might say something even more outrageous.

"What's wrong?" Elena asked, her big, innocent eyes filled with curiosity as she looked at her father and Uncle Martin.

Reyes instantly softened his expression, gently ruffled his daughter's hair, and then took her back into his arms.

Martin immediately smiled and smoothed things over, naturally changing the subject: "Go back and tidy yourselves up properly, the awarding ceremony at noon can't go wrong in the slightest."

Elena pouted and looked at her father and older brother with a serious expression.

"You must be hiding a secret from me. Tell me quickly."

Kruse flicked her nose with his hand and said with a smile, "I won't tell you."

Elena was furious and shouted, "Father, my brother is bullying me!"

Reyes laughed, handed Elena to Rezael, and turned to leave.

My daughter, despite being so young, has an incredibly keen sense of gossip—a trait she perfectly inherited from Scarlett.

(End of this chapter)