Chapter 91 - Chapter 91: Chapter 87 Private Gathering (3rd update, more at noon!) (1/2)

Chapter 91: Chapter 87 Private Gathering (3rd update, more at noon!)

Vanessa, with her short green hair and dressed in a white hunting outfit, walked along the road, commanding great respect from the townsfolk around her.

On one hand, this was because she was a spellcaster, and people naturally revered those with extraordinary powers, and on the other hand, it was because Vanessa was a trusted member of the Fischer family.

A female servant also followed her, responsible for carrying things.

In reality, Vanessa’s position within the Fischer family was akin to that of a housekeeper, a bit higher than Archibald and Erik.

After years of training by Irene, Vanessa handled various matters in an orderly and well-cultured manner, being elegant without losing dignity.

Even with a noticeable limp in one leg, Vanessa never felt dejected or ashamed of her disability, and anyone could see the composure and confidence in her eyes.

People still held the young lady, who was always gentle and smiling, in great affection and respect.

Upon arriving at the church, Vanessa sought out the old priest to inform him of the family head’s arrival at Level 2.

“Are you serious? He has actually reached Level 2!”

The old priest, who was praying, had a dramatic change in expression and quickly rose from in front of the statue.

With her hands behind her back, Vanessa nodded lightly and smiled as she said,

“That’s the situation. The Lord Baron hopes that you could write a letter to the bishop, requesting the church to dispatch someone for the verification of his extraordinary power.”

“Ah, definitely, rest assured on that.”

The old priest nodded his head and after pondering for a moment, said:

“I will go with you to the Fischer household to personally congratulate Lord Baron Byrne, oh, Mr. Byrne.”

Vanessa calmly smiled and continued, “There’s no hurry for that. In time, after the family head becomes the lord, he will host a banquet and will surely invite you.”

The old priest shook his head and waved his hand with a smile.

“It’s different. I will still go then, but today I must go as well, to have a private exchange.”

Vanessa paused for a moment, then quickly understood the old priest’s thoughts.

Attending the banquet was a formal affair, but offering congratulations in person at the first opportunity would foster closer relations.

By the time the old priest and Vanessa arrived at the Fischer family, they found they were not the only ones there. The drawing room could almost be described as a full gathering.

Elder Aaron of the silver descendants clan was the first to arrive.

Then came sea merchant John, followed by Verne from the Verne family, Moore, the leader of the East City Dagger Brotherhood, and the sheriff of Nasir Town.

Having received the news, everyone had made it to the Fischer family more or less immediately.

In the drawing room, apart from Byrne, the old priest held the highest status, hence despite being a latecomer, he was seated closest to Byrne.

Byrne had anticipated the current situation and waited with everyone for the evening banquet with a smile.

This banquet was not the official celebration for “achieving Transmutation” and “becoming a baron,” but a private gathering of their circle, different in nature.

At the banquet, Byrne smiled as he looked at the people around him, noting that some were excited, and others appeared uneasy. Everyone realized the Fischer family would henceforth be different.

“All my old friends gathered together; I’m very pleased, it has been a long time since we’ve had such an occasion.”

The white-haired sea merchant John laughed, let out a sigh, and with open arms said,

“It’s easier to conduct business being around the Fischer family. In the future, there will be many more such occasions, Lord Byrne.”

He usually addressed Byrne as Mr. Byrne, but now he addressed him straightforwardly as “Lord,” even though Byrne had not yet become a formal baron. However, the way everyone looked at him had changed.

Now, Byrne’s status was incomparable to before; everyone was careful with even the smallest details, showing him respect in every move they made.

Sea merchant John was not the only one ready with gifts, but he brought forth a Class 2 Extraordinary Material.

The others were surprised. Over the years, the prices of mysterious rare artifacts and extraordinary materials had skyrocketed, yet John had readily produced a Class 2 Extraordinary Material.

Could he possibly bring out an even more valuable gift for the official banquet?

Instantly, several people felt uneasy, thinking that their gifts paled in comparison and did not sufficiently respect the Fischer family’s face.

A mere commoner, what status could he possess to dare bring a gift more precious than ours?

The silver descendant elder, Aaron, with a calm look and straight and respectful tone, said,

“Nasir has already become a possession of the Fischer family, and with Mr. Byrne arriving at Level 2, the lands of the four towns on the East Coast, all the major families, and the extraordinary exponents will thoroughly remember the name Fischer.”

Due to Aaron’s blunt nature, even his flattery seemed a lot more sincere, but Byrne merely smiled and did not respond.

The old priest smiled, looking at Byrne seated beside him, and said, “Mr. Byrne, I haven’t said this before, but now is the right time to tell you.”

“After becoming a true noble, the social circles you engage with will be completely different, and perhaps you could try to become better acquainted with the bishop’s assistant priest.”

“He never paid much attention to a minor knight clan before, but now it’s entirely different.”

The old priest paused a moment, hinting, “It would definitely benefit the Fischer family’s future.”

Byrne nodded repeatedly, assuring that he would remember the old priest’s words and would take good care of the assistant priest when he comes to Nasir.

The private gathering lasted until late at night, where much was discussed. Sea merchant John and Moore, the leader of the Brotherhood, being commoners and not extraordinary exponents, had the lowest status; they barely spoke a few words of their own and were primarily bystanders at the gathering.