Chapter 49: The Baron's Astonishment Below

  "Hmm!"

  Baron Thiel looked at the awkward young man in front of him, and some characteristics on his body were obviously those of a Thielian - the kind that hunters have, such as the calluses distributed on their fingertips from drawing bows, and the well-developed arms; even if he was very thin, these characteristics were still very obvious; moreover, the local accent also indicated that this was a local person, not a young nobleman from the Emerald Capital.

  This caused Baron Thiel and his advisor to exchange a glance, both nodding in satisfaction.

  Obviously, this is a nobleman who understands the rules and has no malice.

  In fact, when Baron Teal learned that a noble from the Emerald City might have appeared in his own Knights, he had been thinking about it all along.

  After all, as the lord of Tiel Territory, Baron Tiel was very clear about what kind of place his territory was in the Emerald Capital.

  It is said that even poor mountains and evil waters are not excessive.

  No noble would come here, even for a good future, to gild himself, he wouldn't choose this place - the Marquis de Woburn's Chateau de Woburn was obviously more suitable.

  Even Baron Thiel was seen there more than once with young nobles from the City of Jade.

  That outwardly courteous but inwardly arrogant attitude was extremely memorable to Baron Teir; therefore, if possible, he absolutely did not want to see such a young noble appear in his territory, especially entering into his local Knights Order.

  Later, when his aide, a trusted advisor, told him of another possibility, the mood of Baron Teal worsened.

  After all, a young nobleman who has caused trouble and needs to come to this poor and remote place to escape is even more unbearable.

  So after receiving the Knights' plea for help, Baron Teal sent out his disagreeable and bloodless relative first.

  Doing so is nothing but to test that little aristocrat.

  However, unexpectedly, that small aristocrat actually hanged two attendants of the guy he didn't like.

  Of course, what he couldn't have imagined was that the other party had actually taken out the murderer who killed his original Knights' Order commander and a group of elite troops!

  At this moment, Baron Teir's impression of this young noble from the Emerald City improved a bit - perhaps he was somewhat arrogant, but still had some ability.

  Later, when the golden invitation card was delivered, looking at the flowery and humble words on it, Lord Tylor's impression of Dean improved once again - young people are prone to impulsiveness, but if they have ability and know how to correct their mistakes, they still have a bright future ahead.

  Finally, when Aike, the native-born Earl of Tiel, appeared as his representative, Baron Tiel was extremely pleased - the other party was undoubtedly showing him that he had no ill intentions and would not use his own people to hollow out the Knights; and for such a young and sensible nobleman, Baron Tiel instantly became interested.

  Baron Tir's gaze turned to his aide once again, and when he saw the other nodding slightly, he immediately added with kindness towards Aik who was still bowing: "Rise, Captain Aik!"

  "Yes, Baron!"

  After straightening up, the weak militia captain almost didn't stop before pulling out from his bosom that gift he had always treasured by his side - if it was a gift note, then what kind of gift note would it be without a gift?

  "Baron, this is a gift from Captain Deane!"

  The frail militia captain bent down again and held up the palm-sized brocade box with both hands.

  "This is..."

  After seeing the brocade box, Baron Thiel and Icos were stunned - although the previous invitation letter was enough to explain that the young man from the Emerald City was extraordinary, at least very rich, but after seeing this brocade box, the two were still stunned.

  The box itself is nothing special, but the silk on top of it is exceptionally eye-catching.

  Although it had been cropped several times and was now mounted as a decoration on the box, both Lord Till and Icos could see that it was a piece of superior silk.

  "What a pity!"

  Baron Thiel couldn't help but sigh inwardly - to think that since he had acquired a piece of 'silk' blanket, he had been wanting another one, but the price was really not something he could afford, especially now that he was becoming increasingly frugal; this had always been a source of regret for Baron Thiel. Now, seeing this brocade box, he naturally thought that if these silks were given to him, he would definitely have a matching blanket.

  But such thoughts had barely made a circuit in his mind when Baron Tiel's anticipation grew.

  After all, if it's just a gift box like this, what would be inside?

  Under the somewhat impatient gesture of Baron Tir, Icos quickly stepped forward and took the gift box from Aike's hand. As his fingers brushed against the silk wrapping on the outside of the box, he couldn't help but think of a girl's skin - truly worthy of being called silk!

  With such an exclamation, Icos handed it over to Baron Thiel at once.

  Bang!

  Almost as soon as he had the gift box in his hands, Baron Thiel opened it, and instantly a soft glow emanated from the box - a plump, round pearl, larger than an adult's thumb, was placed inside, set off by a layer of black velvet.

  "Ah!"

  Such a low cry of surprise, irresistibly escaped from Baron Thiel's mouth, and the guard who had been guarding the door rushed in instantly.

  "What's wrong, sir?!"

  The captain of the guard had drawn his long sword, scanning the surroundings with a furrowed brow, finally settling on Aike's figure. The murderous aura emanating from him made it clear that if Baron Tiel uttered just one word, our frail militia commander would lose his head.

  "Cough, cough... nothing, just suddenly thought of something I forgot!"

  The Earl of Thiel awkwardly waved his hand at his chief guard, then looked at Ake, who was representing Dean, with a very gentle gaze.

  "Dean Kong, what else did you say?"

  Baron Teal asked.

  "Captain, I'm asking on behalf of the Baron, when can we pay our respects to the Baron?"

  Feeling the harmony and atmosphere of Baron Teir, the weak militia captain was tense but also understood that his commander's gift had taken effect. He plucked up the courage to say out loud what his commander had ordered him to do.

  "Of course, anytime..."

  "Cough, cough!"

  Baron Teal, tightly grasping the gift box, immediately spoke up, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by an aide beside him. The aide promptly took over and added: "Tonight! Tonight at the Baron's estate, His Excellency invites Dean Ken to attend a banquet!"

  "Please come over here and take an invitation from me!"

  Then Baron Tir's aide led our frail militia commander out of the room.

  About twenty minutes later, this aide returned to the room.

  "Sir, you should be careful with your words and actions. If you respond carelessly, it will only make Dean Ken think that you are intentionally being rude!"

  The staff officer looked at Baron Teal, who was still holding the gift box and admiring the pearl, and made a very sincere suggestion.

  "Of course, of course, I'm just too excited!"

  The Baron of Tiel closed the gift box, smiling wryly, and it was clear that he also knew his previous recklessness - the exchange between nobles was absolutely not a so-called gentleman's deal, but rather required true courtesy.

  To put it simply, Dean gave Baron Thiel a pearl, so Baron Thiel had to give him a gift of equivalent value in return.

  Of course, before this, there is still a need for a banquet to entertain the other side.

  If Dean felt satisfied, then next time he would invite Baron Teal to his own home for a banquet, and the two sides would exchange gifts again.

  And such a program still needs three or four consecutive times, and both parties can go to visit each other empty-handed. However, on certain holidays, some small gifts are inevitable.

  For this kind of aristocratic communication method, ordinary families are simply unable to afford it. Even some noble families need considerable financial support. If they cannot get such support, they will soon fade out of the circle of high society and eventually be forgotten.

  How about going with a thick face?

  That would be a real joke and bring shame on the whole family.

  Lord Tilney certainly did not want to shame the entire family, but looking at that pearl, he was worried; after all, this pearl, evaluated by his eyesight, is worth at least fifty gold pounds, plus the gift box, the total value is even sixty gold pounds.

  That is to say, he must send out sixty pieces of gold buttons worth the same value.

  At once, Baron Thiel, who was extremely tight-fisted with finances, got a headache.

  "Sir, don't forget that Dean Ken also annihilated a group of bandits, you should pay him a reward!"

  Before Baron Teir had a chance to think about which treasure to take out of the family vault, his aide's words made his headache even worse.

  "Icos, this is really bad news, what other bad news do you have? You might as well say it all at once!"

  The Earl of Tyr looked at his staff with a wry smile.

  "You also need to prepare a banquet - although the number of invitees can be limited, food and drinks are unavoidable!"

  The staff officer said again, and at that moment, Baron Tirtoff leaned back in his chair with a pained **.

  Post-rock melancholy seeking collection, recommendation and support~~