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Chapter 92 The Eldest Son of Count Auster (Please add to your favorites and read on)

"You can go back and rest now. I'll contact you again if I need your help," Alphonse waved to Midio.

Thinking that it would take some time for the blacksmith to forge the tin kettle, he figured it wouldn't interfere with his cultivation.

I still have to go there and ask someone to pass on the message. There's bound to be oversights, and it would be bad if something went wrong.

"Big brother, where are you going? I want to go too!" Midio tugged at Alphonse's clothes and called out.

Because of his injury, he had not been allowed to leave the castle and was feeling very bored.

Look at Midio, blinking his big eyes, looking pitiful and cute.

Alphonse found it amusing but didn't refuse, letting him follow him out of the courtyard.

This day was far from peaceful.

Early in the morning, a magnificent carriage drove into Coldwind Territory.

Several other people accompanied them.

Two knights in armor, riding tall horses, guarded the sides of the carriage.

A large, conspicuous fat man, who looked like a round ball, rode ahead on horseback with another burly man.

The guards stationed in the town only briefly stopped them, and after ascertaining their purpose, they made way for them.

If Alphonse were here, he would definitely recognize it.

That round, fat man was Poseidon, who had once come to Hanfeng to collect a debt, but was scared away by Mia.

He didn't dare ride in the carriage; he could only accompany and lead the way.

The identities of the people in the carriage are already quite obvious.

Only his master, a member of the Auster family, could command his obedient and subservient companionship.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and a chubby, fair-skinned face appeared behind it, scanning the surroundings.

He was Hilde, the eldest son of Count Auster.

A house with a long queue in front of it caught his attention.

The house was not large, in fact, it was quite small. It was made of red bricks and appeared to have at most one room inside.

Behind the house, however, was an unusually large chimney.

There was also a guard at the entrance, maintaining order.

A table was set up to the side, and a commoner sat behind it, seemingly in charge of registration.

The common people lined up in an orderly fashion, and many of them brought elderly people with them.

"Stop the car!" Hilde shouted.

The carriage stopped immediately, and Hilde opened the door and walked over curiously.

The two knights quickly dismounted and followed.

Poseidon was clumsy and it took him quite a while to dismount, requiring the help of his attendants.

Before anyone could catch up, he was already shouting, "You lowly commoners! Get out of the way of the esteemed Lady Hilde!"

His attempt at flattery backfired spectacularly.

Hilde, who was standing at the back of the line, suddenly turned around and glared at him fiercely. "Shut up!"

Poseidon immediately fell silent, not daring to utter another sound.

But his shout startled the civilians in the group.

Looking at Hilde, dressed in luxurious clothes, and the two guards with swords, they all showed fear.

How could commoners not be afraid of noble lords?

"You don't need to worry about me. I just want to see what's going on here. You can continue queuing." Hilde's attitude towards the civilians improved a bit. She wasn't overly friendly, but she didn't show any contempt either.

But the common people had already made way, all looking at Hilde with fear and trepidation.

The soldiers guarding the door were slightly disgruntled, but they were reluctant to confront Hilde about it.

He whispered something to the commoner in charge of registration, who immediately got up, hurried away, and ran towards the lord's mansion to report to Alphonse.

The soldier stayed behind, for it was his duty to protect the people from harm.

Hilde frowned. He didn't like disturbing the peace either, but since everyone had already moved aside, it wouldn't do to pretend anymore.

He finally couldn't suppress his curiosity.

I casually said, "Thank you everyone."

He then turned to the two guard knights and ordered, "You wait for me here."

After saying that, he stepped forward.

The soldiers didn't stop him, but they were somewhat surprised. This short, stout young nobleman didn't seem to be a domineering person, nor did he have any airs of superiority towards commoners.

In the past few days, noble carriages have frequently passed through this area, but none of them have come to check on it.

He was rather an oddball.

Hilde sensed something was different as soon as she entered the house.

Outside, the wind was still blowing coldly, but inside it was warm and cozy.

In comparison, the temperature inside the house is much higher than that outside.

My gaze immediately fell on the object against the wall, running from one end to the other, resembling a large bed.

It was much wider than a regular bed, covered with straw mats, and could accommodate many people lying down.

Ordinary people usually build beds out of wood, but this bed was made of red bricks. With such a commotion outside, the commoners visiting the house were well aware of it and stood awkwardly to one side.

Seeing Hilde approach the bed, they ignored them and quickly slipped out.

Inside the house, the person in charge of explaining the function of the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) to the people was Old Man Plancy.

He had met Alphonse several times and was not so afraid of nobles, so he gave a respectful bow without being arrogant or servile.

Coldwind Territory is not what it used to be. As long as he doesn't provoke this young nobleman, Old Man Plancy believes he won't be blamed.

"My lord, this is our lord's new invention."

"What's your name?" Hilde bent down slightly, placing one hand on the straw mat.

"Heated brick bed".

"A heated brick bed?" Hilde asked, somewhat puzzled.

The word "kang" doesn't exist in the language of this world; it's just a pronunciation.

The touch on my hands is so warm; it must be quite comfortable to sleep on in the cold winter.

Old Man Plancy knew very well that heated brick beds had nothing to do with nobles. Nobles had fireplaces in their rooms and didn't need heated brick beds. It was just a novel thing that the lord created for his people to help them get through the cold winter.

But since this young nobleman has come, we should explain the function of the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) to him.

Just as he was about to speak, Hilde said, "So it turns out the bottom is connected to the stove outside. The smoke goes out through the chimney, but the heat is kept under the bed."

He paused, then continued to mutter to himself, "There's even a slope below, which makes it easier for the smoke to rise upwards. That's quite an ingenious idea."

Even Father Plancy was stunned. This noble youth had only touched the heated kang bed and yet he had described its structure in great detail.

Of course, it's not entirely accurate. The chimney below was designed to prevent backflow of smoke, all of which were taught to us by the lord.

But it's amazing that Hilde could describe the contents of the fire pit without even destroying it.

Hilde lifted the straw mat, examined it, and tapped it with her finger. "The material of this stone slab is rather peculiar."

"This isn't a stone slab, it's a cement slab," Old Man Plancy quickly replied.

"Cement?" Hilde tilted her head curiously. "What is cement?"

"It's a new type of building material invented by our lord."

"Hilde, are you interested in this too?"

Just then, Alphonse led Midio through the door.

(End of this chapter)