Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 7 The Title is Acquired

Collecting thirty gold coins too quickly would make Father Vic feel that he was asking for too little and would easily raise the price at the last minute.

Too late

Then they may lose their title.

The appropriate degree of discretion needs to be carefully grasped.

After two difficult days, Carl's "piety" finally won Father Vic's approval, who agreed to bestow a blessing.

In this world where superhuman powers exist, only by receiving divine blessings can one become a true nobleman.

In terms of ceremony, the succession is far less complicated than the conferment of medals, but it still requires bathing, changing clothes, and worship and prayer.

The whole process takes one to two days.

Karl, dressed in a white shirt and red robe, placed his weapons and soft armor on the altar and took an oath while holding the scriptures.

"I, Carl Bergmann, swear before the icon of the great Lord of Dawn, to remain faithful and honorable throughout my life..."

"As nobles, we must treat the weak kindly, bravely confront tyranny, and fight for the unarmed..."

"Baron Karl".

At the church entrance, a blonde woman nodded to Karl, who had just finished his ceremony.

"Congratulations."

"Commander Diana." Karl stopped, his voice tinged with surprise.

"What brings you here?"

The woman in front of me had striking features and a tall, slender figure. She had a sheathed longsword hanging at her waist, and her long, flowing blonde hair was naturally styled upwards.

Long trousers hugged her slender legs, and a leather top perfectly hugged her body curves, giving her a wild beauty.

Dinah Jaeger, the South City Inspector, the third daughter of Viscount Sassoon, and Karl's superior.

The two were not familiar with each other.

The young and beautiful woman took something out from behind her and handed it to her:

"Gift."

"Thanks."

Carl bowed in thanks and accepted the gift.

This is a gentleman's cane, made of paulownia wood and adorned with silver ornaments. It has a beautiful shape and feels great in the hand.

"As a noblewoman, how can you not have a cane?" Diana said with a light laugh.

"I happened to have something to take care of nearby, so I came over to check it out."

"What is it?" Karl tapped the ground lightly with his cane, not bothering with formalities; the other party wasn't short of money.

"Do you need any help?"

"No need, you're still on vacation." Diana turned around with her hands behind her back.

"Two civilians died last night. Some people said it was the work of vampires, so I had to make a trip."

"Vampires?" Karl's expression changed.

"Really?"

"Of course it's fake!" Diana chuckled.

"Whether vampires exist in this world is uncertain, but the blood on the deceased was definitely drained."

"Well……"

"It's a bit strange, but we can just leave it to the police."

Carl nodded.

They are inspectors, and they only intervene personally when it involves nobles or events of great impact.

Routine tasks such as maintaining public order and apprehending fugitives are the responsibility of police officers.

That's the difference between an official and a clerk.

"Karl".

As they moved forward, Diana spoke:

Do you remember me having a cousin named Martha?

"Martha?"

A scene from a banquet flashed through Karl's mind, featuring a young and cheerful girl:

"Remember."

"She's not married yet," Diana said, glancing at Karl.

"He's not much younger than you, would you like to get to know him?"

"This..." Karl hesitated.

"I don't want to get married so early right now, and I'm afraid my appearance might scare people away."

He touched the scar on his face as he spoke.

"For a man, being good-looking is of little use," Diana said.

"Now that you are an aristocrat, there are plenty of women willing to marry you, and they might even bring you wealth."

Carl remained silent.

He has no resistance to being a kept man, but he is not comfortable with being forced to be kept by others.

Before he became a baron, the other party had never mentioned this matter. The fact that he brought it up now was simply because he coveted his title.

Just like his uncle, Gergiel.

"A family cannot prosper if it relies on just one person," Diana continued.

"The reason our Jagson family is where it is today is because we have many children and the influence of our bloodline is great."

"Yes."

Carl nodded, then suddenly said:

"It seems the superior hasn't settled on a fiancé yet?"

Oh no!

As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. This woman was not someone to be trifled with, but by then it was too late.

"Um?"

Diana's expression darkened, and she stopped walking. An invisible pressure enveloped the area.

The overwhelming life force seemed tangible, causing Karl to catch his breath.

Knight's Squire!

I heard that the other party is already a top-level knight squire and could become a full knight at any time. It seems that it is true.

The blonde beauty in front of him was anything but weak; if she were to fight, even three of him might not be a match for her.

It's true that Karl trained hard from a young age, but his physique was ultimately within the range of an average person.

Facing a high-ranking knight squire is like a mouse encountering a cat; the life force of a superior being poses a life-or-death threat to him.

"Sir."

Karl's throat moved:

"I just remembered I have some things to take care of at home, could I leave now?"

"..." Diana remained expressionless, gave a soft "hmm" with her nose, and then saw Karl hurriedly leave.

"This guy..."

Watching Karl's retreating figure, Diana's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and she murmured thoughtfully:

"Your personality seems different than before?"

Karl used to be impulsive and prone to yelling, but his behavior just now, while somewhat disrespectful, showed a greater degree of caution.

She touched her chin, shook her head gently, and stopped thinking about it. It's common for a person's personality to change drastically after experiencing a life-or-death situation.

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Back at her lodgings, Jenny sang as always, her voice even more beautiful than before.

She has a really good singing talent.

"Bang!"

Carl threw himself heavily onto the bed, interlaced his fingers, and stared at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought but actually his mind racing.

Having noble status certainly makes things much easier; even Commander Diana took the initiative to act as matchmaker.

"But what I want isn't money!"

If you want money and a decent life, then marrying the daughter of a wealthy businessman is undoubtedly the best choice.

With his status as a baron, it wasn't difficult for him to do this.

But Carl wasn't short of money.

Ok,

At least for now, there's no shortage, and it's highly likely that there won't be a shortage in the future either.

Although the other world is somewhat dangerous, it is still quite easy to acquire a certain amount of wealth.

"What I want is breathing techniques!"

As far as he knew, the vast majority of breathing techniques were controlled by the Papacy, while a portion were passed down among high-ranking nobles and knights.

Very few are scattered outside.

Obtaining it is even more difficult; even some noble families with centuries-old traditions do not possess the breathing technique.

"Compared to here, the breathing techniques of the other world are easier to acquire; at least you can buy them by spending money."

a few days later.

Carl drew back the curtains and looked up at the full moon in the sky.

"May the Lord of Dawn protect you..."

Draw the curtains, gather all the prepared items in your arms, close your eyes, and enter that mysterious place.

Having been transported through a mysterious place, Karl, carrying a large amount of supplies, once again arrives in another world.

This time.

That chilling aura that penetrates to the bone did not appear.

"On the day of the scorching moon, the fog will dissipate, the half-dead creatures will not dare to show themselves, and Black City will become safe."

(End of this chapter)