Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 14 The Earl's Banquet

The carriage drove across the main road and turned onto a side path.

The dense shade of the trees on both sides blocked out the sunlight, making the already dark interior of the carriage even darker.

"drive!"

"Clang..."

Karl felt as if he had been thrown high into the air and then fallen heavily back down.

"Excuse me."

The driver's voice was tinged with guilt:

"The roads here are difficult to travel, especially near the apothecary Adolf's manor, where they are full of potholes."

"It's nothing." Karl didn't want to blame her too much, and casually asked:

Do you often take this route?

"Yes."

The driver replied:

"The cost of traveling out of the city is higher than inside, and most of the people who come here are wealthy like you."

Wealthy people are more willing to spend money.

Karl nodded and lifted the curtain to look outside.

Through the shade of the trees, you can see a manor with an ancient gate and tower, which are probably over a hundred years old.

Pharmacist Adolf?

Does this huge area belong to him alone? Why have I never heard of him before?

"arrive!"

The Earl of Leighton's estate is not far from here, and there were already many carriages parked in front of the gate, as well as lavishly dressed guests coming and going.

"Karl!"

Diana waved from afar:

"Over here!"

Martha, standing beside her, looked at Karl, who was getting off the carriage, with a curious expression, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.

He wore some strange clothes, had obvious burns on his face, and supposedly had a bad personality. Is this the kind of person my cousin introduced me to?

baron……

Besides his identity as a baron, what else does this man have left?

"Sir."

Karl bowed slightly in greeting:

"I'm late."

"We're early." Diana waved her hand dismissively, her gaze lingering on him for a moment:

"Nice clothes."

Karl's custom-made gowns had no fussy embellishments, making them cleaner and more streamlined, with a unique elegance.

Having seen so many gorgeous gowns, Diana was pleasantly surprised.

"The price is also good."

Carl smiled and replied, glancing at Martha beside him:

"This must be the beautiful cousin the officer often mentions. She's truly unforgettable."

"Thanks."

Martha bowed, her politeness tinged with a hint of distance.

Ok?

They didn't like me.

That's even better!

With a smile, Karl, at Diana's suggestion, walked alone with Martha into the manor.

"I'll be frank."

Seeing Diana leave, Martha immediately dropped her polite expression, her demeanor becoming arrogant as she raised her neck and said:

"We're not a good match."

"What a pity." Karl barely suppressed a laugh.

"But Miss Martha, please rest assured, I will not pester you."

"oh!"

Martha raised an eyebrow:

"You have quite the gentlemanly manners."

Once the two started talking, they became less reserved and strolled to the manor lawn, where many young people had gathered.

"Kolcraf".

"What?"

"The son of the Earl of Renekton."

Martha pointed to a boy in the crowd and smiled:

"Today is his coming-of-age ceremony."

The young man, dressed smartly and with a ruddy complexion, raised his wine glass repeatedly amidst the adulation of the crowd.

"whee……"

As if she had thought of something, Martha smiled mysteriously:

Do you know what a coming-of-age ceremony is?

"It's your birthday, the day you've reached a certain age," Carl asked.

"Could it be that there's some special meaning behind it?"

"certainly!"

Martha's eyes were alluring:

"Having a coming-of-age ceremony means you can do what adults do. You don't even understand that?"

During the coming-of-age ceremony, elders will talk about the obligations adults bear to society and the rights they enjoy.

They will also encourage their descendants to abide by social ethics, serve the country, and be loyal to the gods.

but……

Judging from Martha's appearance, the coming-of-age ceremony she was talking about was definitely not so "traditional".

"look!"

Martha gestured towards a spot not far away:

"Those women over there were specifically hired to help Kolcliffe with his coming-of-age ceremony."

"If he wants, they can all stay tonight. Of course, this kind of woman is not worthy of keeping the Earl's offspring."

?

Karl's lips twitched slightly.

He wasn't surprised by what Martha said, but rather by recognizing a familiar face among the women.

My uncle Gegiel's married cousin.

What is she doing here?

Although this cousin and Carl didn't get along and they only met a limited number of times, she would never mistake one for the other.

The other person clearly recognized him as well, and their expression changed as they quickly turned around, seemingly not intending to acknowledge him.

"Miss Martha."

Karl concealed the strangeness in his eyes:

"You don't seem surprised by this kind of thing?"

"Tch..." Martha pouted, completely abandoning the ladylike demeanor she displayed upon first meeting:

"What's so strange about that kind of thing between men and women? Don't tell me you've never done it before?"

She looked completely at ease, and then said:

"Mrs. Anne has arrived!"

Karl looked up.

Mrs. Anne was dressed in a gorgeous outfit today; her long, flowing dress resembled a blooming flower, which further accentuated the rosy complexion of her skin.

Her chest was towering and impressive, her cheeks were smooth and delicate, and even the elaborate veil weighed her down.

It's hard to imagine.

This woman was widowed more than ten years ago.

"She's getting more and more beautiful!"

Martha's eyes gleamed with fervor, as if she were looking at a long-admired idol, and she instinctively covered her mouth with her hands:

"I don't know how she maintains her skin. I would be content if I had skin like hers."

“Eh…”

"The person next to her looks like Dr. Robert."

"Robert," Carl asked.

"Who is this?"

The man beside Mrs. Anne was not particularly handsome, and even though he was wearing high-heeled boots, he was still a little shorter than Anne.

But the two acted intimately, just like a loving couple.

"You don't know Dr. Robert?" Martha looked at her in surprise, then smiled mysteriously.

"That shouldn't be the case!"

"What?" Karl frowned.

Should I know about him?

"All the men in the city, especially the wealthy ones, should know him," Martha said seriously.

"Looks like you don't have much money."

"..." Karl fell silent.

"Yes."

"But why do all wealthy men know him? Miss Martha, could you please enlighten me?"

"It's very simple." Martha's face once again revealed that mysterious smile:

"Dr. Robert has a magical method that can help men gain a few centimeters from their original size."

"How many centimeters more?"

"Yes."

"It seems..." Karl looked puzzled.

"It's not very useful."

It's not convincing at all!

Robert himself is even shorter than women. If he can make people taller, why is he so short himself?

Say.

Women also need to grow taller, so why emphasize men specifically?

"Tsk tsk..."

Martha shook her head:

"It's not that I've grown taller."

"It's not that you've grown taller, it's that..." Karl was taken aback, then realized what he meant and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Understood?"

"Understood."

"Would you like me to introduce you?" Martha suggested.

"I have that much influence."

"No need," Karl shook his head.

"I don't need to."

"Oh!" Martha's gaze shifted downwards:

Are you very confident?

"Miss Martha probably doesn't have much experience," Carl said slowly.

"Often, being too strong is not an advantage for men; it can even make their partners feel disgusted and resistant."

Martha shrugged.

She understood this better than men, except that she understood men's pride better.

"Karl!"

At that moment, Diana waved from afar.

"Sir." Karl, who was trying to shake off Martha, who had a thuggish air about her, heard the voice and walked over.

"What's up?"

"Um."

Diana's face was gloomy:

"Ham is dead. He was drained of his life force."

(End of this chapter)