Chapter 263 Benefits
Since the Noble Council was converted into a command post, it is inevitable that people will come and go, and there will be many powerful people coming and going.
Karl and the fat man entered the room.
When Bastin saw this, he pulled his daughter and shrank into a corner. They were obviously not used to the nobility everywhere here, and the rustic style on their bodies was not in line with the temperament of this place.
“Another one here to ask for a title?”
While the two were waiting, a lazy voice came from the next room:
"It's useless!"
"That fat man is just a greedy echidna, desire will never satisfy him." Satisfied, it is impossible to get the title from him without stripping off the last layer of skin."
"Ah!" Rita said subconsciously:
"Then. Isn’t Grandpa Carl going to be disappointed?”
"Hey!" The man next door chuckled:
"Re-registering as a noble is not limited to here. It might not be so troublesome to go to other places."
"Don't talk about re-registering... ..."
"In the past few decades, countless nobles have died without explanation, or even been impersonated. Even the buying and selling of titles and territories have happened from time to time. What does this mean? ”
Rita was stunned when she heard this.
In her impression, all aristocratic nobles with titles have prominent families and have been passed down for generations. The information revealed in the man next door undoubtedly broke her inherent impression.
Can titles and nobles be bought and sold?
"Then..."
"Shh!"
Just when Rita was about to ask again, Bastin gently pulled her sleeve For a moment, shake your head slightly at the same time:
"Don't talk nonsense, don't look at where this place is, just wait for Baron Karl to come out."
As an adult, he has seen all kinds of dark sides, and of course he will not think that Nobility means noble character.
It's actually the opposite.
And the person next door would not remind them for no reason. There is a high probability that he has a grudge against the fat man.
So I want to remind Karl through them not to waste time on that fat man, as the gain outweighs the loss.
"Squeak..."
Just as the two people were thinking about it, the door inside opened, and Karl, dressed in elegant clothes, walked out slowly.
He nodded slightly towards the two of them, smiled lightly and said:
"Let's go!"
"Grandpa Carl." Rita hurriedly came to her side:
"Your title..."
"Rita." Bastin snorted coldly:
"We'll talk about it when we get out."
"...Yes." Rita said. He curled his lips and smiled again after Karl rubbed his head.
The three of them left the noble council and got on the carriage again.
"Baron Carl."
Bastin said at this time:
"Someone reminded us just now that the fat man was a greedy echidna. Don't believe him."
"Yes." Karl took off his hat, put down his cane, slowly stretched his muscles, and nodded:
"You're right, that fat man is indeed very greedy."
"Ah!" Rita looked regretful:
"Then there is no way to re-acquire Grandpa Carl's title?"
"That's not the case." Carl shook his head with a smile and stretched out his hand at the same time. He took out a thin booklet from his arms:
"I have retrieved our family's belongings and been promoted to a lower rank. I am now an earl."
"Ah!"< br>
"What?"
Both of them were stunned at the same time.
"Ha..." Karl chuckled:
"At my age, it is inevitable that I will know some people from the Noble Council, and I will not be blocked by a junior."
"Yes." Bastin became more cautious after being surprised:
"Karl... Count is no ordinary person at first glance."
These words came from his sincerity.
Ever since he met Karl, Bastin was certain that he was not an ordinary person. How could an ordinary person remain calm so close to the battlefield, and even keep his clothes neat and tidy?
Think about it.
Although their journey along the way was not long and they encountered not many things, Karl's demeanor never changed. It seemed that no matter what happened, he was confident enough to solve it.
"Wow!"
Rita didn't think as much as he thought, and said with a surprised look:
"So...Grandpa Carl is now an earl?"
"Yes."
Karl nodded: "There are some military merits on the battlefield that no one receives, and some military merits are bought and sold. You can get promoted by spending a little money."
"But it can only be promoted to earl. It would be too troublesome to go up, and the Holy See can't get there."
This is of course the wizard's method.
A little witchcraft can make the fat man behave obediently and voluntarily give up his military exploits.
You won’t even notice the abnormality afterwards and take the initiative to find a reason for what you did today.
It's getting late.
The two sent Karl to the best hotel nearby and agreed to meet here early the next morning.
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"Sure enough, you can't cast spells casually. Even if it is a simple witchcraft, that thing will react."
Karl's body sank into the soft quilt and reached out to caress his chest:
"As long as you encounter When it gets the chance, it will take action. It seems that taking my life is bound to it."
"But..."
"There are also benefits!"
Thinking of something, Karl smiled.
"The owner of this thing is not here. As long as I can suppress it, I can refine it into my own method."
"Soul centipede!"
"Level 3 Once the peak structure hits the body, it will hurt even a demigod for a long time. It can definitely be used as a trump card in another world. "
"Go to sleep! "
You can't stay in the God's Domain Fragment for a long time, otherwise people's emotions will be gradually wiped out, so most people will not stay in it except for cultivating Karl.
Not to mention.
He had forgotten the feeling of staying in a hotel last time.
Early in the morning, service staff delivered soft bread, sweet jams and various foods.
With three latest newspapers.
"Crash..."
Karl held a cup filled with milk in one hand and unfolded the newspaper with the other, reading the news on it.
The Clone Empire held the latest training academy competition, in which various latest research insights appeared.
Already have an original computer?
Gondo also has its own artillery, and even tanks, and there are rumors of angels appearing on the battlefield.
...
“Interesting.”
Karl smiled:
“These three newspapers have different comments on the same thing, and it seems that the supporters behind it also It’s different.”
“But we all support technological creations, but as long as the gods are around, technology will definitely be suppressed.”
For the gods, the common people are their tools to harvest faith, but technology will conflict with faith.
This is a time of war. In order to win, you can develop technology appropriately, but you cannot hinder the gods from harvesting.
"Newspapers, factories, pollution..."
"The most important thing is still the war!"
Putting down the newspaper, Karl packed up his things and walked downstairs slowly. , at this time Bastin and his daughter were already waiting at the door of the hotel.
"What happened?"
Glancing at the two people, Karl asked:
"What happened?"
"Grandpa Karl." Rita curled her lips, Crying directly:
“All our things were taken away by our aunts. They broke their promises and stole our money.”
Bastin didn't speak, but his body was shaking, his eyes full of anger and fear.
How could he not be annoyed that most of his property had been taken away?
But thinking about the days to come...
Endless fear strikes.
His health is not very good and he often needs to take medicine. He is unable to do many things due to lack of money and medication, and Rita is still too young to take care of herself on her own.
"This way..."
Karl looked thoughtful and said:
"I plan to buy a manor in the royal capital to retire. If you have no other place to go, why not work for me first. ”
(End of this chapter)