Unspeakable bubbles

"No, no, no, it's just that he's too stingy and unwilling to spend money."

The two chatted about everything under the sun, and before they knew it, the night had deepened.

"Ah, it's gotten this late while we were chatting."

"Mary, I have to go."

Cecil stood up, seemingly having no intention of staying overnight.

"I send you."

Mary escorted him to the door without saying a single hint.

"..."

Seeing that Mary had been lost in thought after seeing Cecil off, the old maid couldn't help but say, "Miss, this young master is really quite nice."

"Yes, it's much better than I expected."

"maybe"

Mary touched her face, looking somewhat uncertain: "Maybe he's exactly my type."

Outside the mansion, Cecil hummed a song as he walked to the carriage.

"Young Master"

The sudden appearance of the figure startled him. After a closer look, Cecil said irritably, "Why did you follow us? Didn't I tell you not to?"

"Young Master, I'm really worried about you not coming back."

The butler looked Cecil up and down, then lowered his voice and asked, "Young Master, you... you haven't..."

"What nonsense are you thinking? Mary and I started out as friends!"

“Mary?”

The butler's eyes widened: "You, you're already addressing him by his first name?"

“Yes, Mary and I hit it off immediately.”

Cecil waved his hand with a smile: "Your young master is sleepy and doesn't want to say anything right now."

"Let's head home and go to sleep!"

.................................................. ......................

The nobles who attended the welcome banquet returned to their residences to rest early, but the light in Charlie's study in the palace remained on.

His Majesty the King stared at a map, pen in hand, deep in thought.

"Big Brother"

"Big brother-"

Charlie's hand trembled, and his pen fell to the ground.

His Majesty the King was about to get angry, but seeing Chavel's innocent expression, his anger subsided considerably.

"Why didn't you knock before coming in?"

"I've knocked three times, but you still haven't responded, brother."

Chawell shook his head and called out towards the door, "Come in."

A maid came in and placed the hot soup on the table. She bowed to the two men and quickly left.

"You didn't react at all, which scared her."

Chavel chuckled: "Of course, it scared me quite a bit too."

You've really startled me!

Charlie said irritably, "You scared me so much that my train of thought was completely disrupted."

"It's so late, why are you staring at the map like that?"

"I'm thinking about Yogtis."

Charlie did not hide anything from his closest brother.

“The Earl of Yog’s title definitely needs to be raised, but Yog’s territory isn’t very large. I’m thinking of carving out a few ‘unclaimed lands’ around it to make it a marquess!”

"Brother, are you possessed? How can you be so generous!"

Charlie made it sound so easy, but Chalwell felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"Why not just offer her a title? A hereditary marquisate is enough; why give her territory for nothing?"

“The Earl of Yog said that from now on, the royal family will receive 10% of the profits from the Gold Trade Route each year,” Charlie said in a deep voice.

"...This is really sincere."

Chalwell's expression also turned serious: "In that case, we can't be stingy."

"The land that should be allocated should still be allocated to her."

"Brother is wise!"

Section 614, Chapter 613: Power

In the past few days, the residents of the capital city have clearly felt a change in the atmosphere of the city.

"It seems like everyone's been pretty happy lately."

An older woman buying apples at the market chatted with a vendor: "Unlike a few days ago, everyone doesn't have such a long face anymore."

"Maybe all the men are in a better mood now."

The vendor said with a smile, "When those big shots are in a good mood, everyone else is happy too."

"What good thing happened? Why has the nobleman's mood suddenly improved?"

"Oh, you didn't know?"

The merchant said in a relaxed tone, "From now on, we might not have to fight with the grasslands anymore!"

"what?"

The woman asked in surprise, "Wasn't the fighting in the south the whole time? Why did it suddenly stop?"

"An alliance was formed in the south, and the alliance leader took the lead in resolving the feud between Sain and the grasslands."

"From now on, we will stop fighting the grasslands and start doing business instead."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you? Everyone knows about this."

"It's good that there's no war. No wonder the lords in the city are all happy."

The woman smiled and said, "That alliance leader is really amazing; he must be an extraordinary person."

"That's right. A few days ago, the leader of the alliance from the south came to the capital to pay his respects to His Majesty, and His Majesty personally greeted him!"

"Not only did he personally greet them, but he also promoted the leader of the alliance by one rank."

The merchant said enviously, "He used to be an earl, but now he's a marquis."

"A Marquis? That's truly remarkable."

"..."

"......"

"Mary, the people in the capital are quite free. They can talk about this kind of thing on the street?"

As the handsome young man walked past the fruit stall, he overheard the conversation between the older woman and the vendor, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face: "In other territories, I've never seen commoners dare to talk about nobles."

Mary, who was traveling with me, wore a veil and smiled slightly: "The capital is the capital after all, and it's always a little different from other places."

"Ultimately, I think it's all thanks to His Majesty's magnanimity."

Upon hearing this, Cecil nodded.

If it weren't for that person's tacit approval, the capital would never have such a relatively free atmosphere.

"His Majesty has been unusually generous this time."

Cecil suddenly laughed: "It's only natural to elevate that person's title, but to also grant him a fiefdom is truly unexpected."

"Our Emperor never does a losing business; perhaps those two have other deals in mind?"

"Too"

“Cecil, I’m going to see off the Earl, no, the Marquis, in a little while.”

"..."

Cecil hesitated, remaining silent. He had promised to spend the whole day with Mary, but...

However, as the heir of the Momedi family, it was really inconvenient for him to go and see the marquis off.

"What are you thinking? I meant we'd be apart for a while, not that I want you to come with me."

Mary retorted playfully, "I'm not a woman who doesn't know anything."

“Mary, actually, I should have stayed with you.”

Cecil was a little annoyed: "I promised to spend the whole day with you, but now I'm going back on my word."

"...Otherwise, I'll go with you!"

Don't be willful.

Mary tapped his forehead: "You have your principles, don't disappoint your grandfather."

"Well"

Cecil felt that Mary treated him like a little brother, and he was a little uncomfortable.

You know, all the noble ladies he used to date had fawned over him.

This time, the stance seems to have been somewhat reversed.