Chapter 462 Fiefdom

"Master Abel, your baron title has been restored, but the Duchy of Carmel couldn't get in touch with you for a while, so I couldn't inform you!" Duke Ernest saw that Abel was still brooding about the cutback, and he felt in his heart. Also extremely helpless.

Abel was still a master blacksmith when he was cut down. The most important thing was that the senior wizard of Cliff forced him to pass, and His Majesty Ambrose had no way to agree.

Who knew that just after the promise was made, Abel's title was cut, and Abel became the master blacksmith over there, and it was even more tragic that the senior wizard Clifford died like this, and directly let the Kingdom of St. Ellis Top bar.

Who is unlucky in the Kingdom of St. Ellis, this kind of thing that even high-level wizards will be killed, something that has not happened in hundreds of years, just happened, and the fourth master blacksmith in the whole continent, the number one in the human world A master blacksmith also appeared.

At the same time, the Kingdom of St. Ellis encountered two impossible things, which made His Majesty Ambrose very helpless.

"My aristocratic status has been restored?" Abel still likes to have aristocratic status by his side, because this allows his family to live a better life in the secular world.

Abel's expression relaxed a little. The identity of a baron was not too important to him, but he was too embarrassed. A master blacksmith was actually cut off by a duchy to seize the fief.

The reason why the status of a baron is not important is because he wants the title very simply, just like the Duke of Sterton in the Kingdom of St. Polder, as long as Abel agrees to settle there, he will have the title of earl and a large number of fiefs.

"It's not just that the title has been restored, the former king of the Principality of Carmel, Leander George, has abdicated. If you are still unhappy, the Empire can send him to your castle for your disposal!" Duke Ernest said with a smile.

Abel was shocked when he heard this, and thought that Duke Ernest didn't want to harm him, and sent a king to the castle to be lynched. After that, his reputation in the aristocratic circle would be over, and it would also affect him. To the Harvest City Harry family and the Abel family, the two families he represents.

But seeing Duke Ernest's sincere appearance, he also understood in his heart that he wanted to calm him down, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Abdicate if you abdicate, just don't let him appear in front of me!"

"Master Abel, you are too tolerant!" Duke Ernest bowed and said with a secret sigh of relief. If the Kingdom of St. Ellis really gave Abel a king of a subordinate country, the consequences would definitely be affected. is profound.

"Duke Ernest, excuse me, I'll go say hello to the others!" Abel didn't plan to accept the conferment from the Kingdom of St. Ellis, and he didn't even plan to accept the conferment from the Kingdom of St. Porde, because he I don’t want to take some responsibility for accepting the imperial seal. Everyone knows that these seals are not free.

In the end, it will be transformed into a certain reward and returned to the empire.

"Master Abel, don't you want to hear from His Majesty Ambrose?" Duke Ernest asked confidently.

He knew that after carefully studying all the information of Abel by the intelligence organization of the Kingdom of St. Ellis, he finally made this award. It may not be the best award, but he believes that this is the most difficult thing for Abel to refuse. .

"Please speak!" Abel stopped, and Duke Ernest's words made him curious, turned to face Duke Ernest and said.

"I grant you the title of Earl of the Kingdom of St. Ellis!" Duke Ernest said in a deep voice.

At this moment, the Duke of St. Poulde Kingdom sneered: "This condition is not favorable. If Grandmaster Abel is willing, I can make you a marquis on behalf of the empire!"

Abel doesn't care about the level of the title. As long as he is still alive, even a lord will not dare to be underestimated. If the title is too high, if there is not enough ability in the family and he is not there, it will cause trouble.

"Follow Harvest City as your territory, and the possession of Harvest City will become your territory, and the nobles in the territory will automatically become your vassals. If you do not want these nobles to be in your territory, the empire can treat these nobles. Territory replacement." Duke Ernest continued confidently.

"The Harvest City is only a food production area, and there are not many mineral resources. It can only be regarded as a general fief. Your kingdom of St. Ellis is too stingy!" Duke Stetton laughed.

But unlike the Duke of Sturton, Abel's eyes are bright. Harvest City is where his family is located. This gift makes him 12% satisfied. Minerals may be exhausted one day, but high-quality land is permanent wealth.

Harvest City is at the forefront of the entire Holy Continent, far away from war. If his fief is determined there, and his magic tower is built in Harry Castle, then even if there are some sporadic orcs coming, it can be quickly cleared. .

"Duke Ernest, does His Majesty Ambrose need me to go to Denan City to be sealed? I may not have time to go recently!" Abel calculated the time, and now that the wanted has been lifted, and he is already an official wizard, The matter of the magic tower is about to be put on the agenda, and there may be no free time for a long time.

Duke Ernest heard the meaning of Abel's words and couldn't help being overjoyed. He bowed and said: "Master Abel, please rest assured, His Majesty Ambrose has explained that as long as you accept this conferment, then It will take effect automatically, of course, His Majesty Ambrose welcomes you to visit his palace at any time!"

"Congratulations to Master Abel!" Duke Stetton did not have any abnormality because Abel agreed to the conferment of the Kingdom of St. Ellis. At this time, he bowed with a smile to congratulate Abel.

"Everyone, let's hold up the wine glass for Grandmaster Abel to get the title of earl and drink it!" Duke Ernest was very excited about the atmosphere. He took a glass of wine and said in his hand.

"Drink!" Everyone present picked up their wine glasses and congratulated them together.

In fact, everyone present knows that this earl title is just the icing on the cake, and it does not have much practical significance for Abel, but the concept of nobility is rooted in everyone's mind, and it is also a matter of being able to have a higher title. Very congratulations.

"Master Abel, when will the food be served, you can't let me not serve the food when I'm drunk!" Bernie shouted after taking a sip of wine.

"Everyone, I'm being rude, because my dishes are quite special, and they must be the best when they are just made, so I didn't serve them in advance. Now everyone is here, let's serve!" Abel bowed first. He said with a salute to everyone in the audience, and the last sentence was for Butler Alkwin who was walking in because the guests were all full.

Soon the servants came in with huge plates. Today, because of the crowd, Abel asked the kitchen to put the boiled fish, sweet and sour pork loin, sparerib soup, and fried steak on a large plate and put them on the table. Let each guest pick it up with a small plate, and put the steamed egg in a small bowl and put one bowl per person on the table first.

All dishes are watched by dedicated servants, and if there is a shortage, the kitchen will be notified in time to make up.

When the servants lifted the lids on the four huge plates, a strong aroma permeated the entire hall immediately. Whether it was a wizard or a noble, everyone was intoxicated.

"Master Abel, only you can eat such authentic dishes here!" The senior wizard Lorenzo sighed.

He had been a guest here at Abel once, and he had also eaten at the Forgotten Land. Of course, he would sigh when comparing the two.

At this time, several servants came in with trays on which were placed small bowls with steamed eggs. They walked to the dining table, and the servants carefully placed the small bowls on the dining table.

"You're welcome, the dishes I have here are made by the royal chef of the Kingdom of St. Polder. This level is absolutely first-class!" Abel introduced with a big smile.

"Master Abel, the chefs of the empire are not at this level. You are humble. Who doesn't know that the dishes you created are the best of Lyant City!" The Duke of St. Polder said quickly. .

"Master Abel, I'm welcome, eat this steamed egg first, every time I think of this taste, I can't sleep at night. Although the steamed egg in Forgotten Land is not bad, it is far from the taste you have here! "