Chapter 470 (1/2)
”Don't you think the Earl of Abel is master Abel? I've heard that Abel was only a baron before, and he was cut off some time ago! ” The chief executive, Noyce, could not help laughing and shaking his head when he heard the words of the governor isman.
”No mistake, count Abel is the former master of Abel. When he was decorated in harvest City, I was there, and several others were there!” ”Yes,” said the governor.
On the other hand, several officials who had participated in Abel's knighthood ceremony at that time also recalled and nodded their heads. Although Abel had changed a lot, they would recognize him as long as they made careful comparison.
”Isn't count Abel the exiled count?” The tax official asked suddenly.
The administrator Noyce suddenly thought of the attitude of the Viscount Dickens towards the Earl of Abel. He was very dissatisfied with his dullness, because in retrospect, the Viscount Dickens seemed to have deep humility towards Abel, which was hard to see from such a great man as the Viscount Dickens.
At this time, he no longer thought about how to fight with Bartoli, Abel's housekeeper, because if the strength reaches a certain level, any confrontation is ridiculous.
The Viscount Dickens left with only a few attendants. None of the Knights took it away. Of course, before that, a lot of his goods and belongings were transported to the new territory. He planned to take several knights with him when he left.
But after knowing Abel's identity, this idea was abandoned completely, and when the whole elite cavalry team of harvest City knew that the count they wanted to serve was Abel, they could not transfer any more knights.
The legend of Abel is a story that inspires all the young people in the harvest city. Maybe the nobles will think more about the gain and loss of benefits, while the Knights and ordinary soldiers will worship the legend more, and Abel is the legend of the harvest city.
Of course, the stories they heard are only a small part of Abel's experience. The small part of the experience has been expanded by the legend and become many stories. Maybe even Abel, the party concerned, has not necessarily heard of them.
”Master, this Viscount Dickens is too small!” After touring the whole city Lord's mansion, Bartoli bowed to Abel.
”Bartoli, what's the matter?” Abel is thinking about the time for going to Harry castle. He didn't want to stay for a moment, but he just became the owner here. Although he said he didn't want to manage things, he still had to arrange some things.
”Viscount Dickens has emptied the whole city Lord's mansion!” Said Bartoli incomprehensibly.
”Come on, it seems that he'll be in love here, and there won't be any contact with him in the future!” Abel said with a nonchalant smile.
If Viscount Dickens knew in advance that it was Abel who was to be handed over, he would never do so. If he knew that he had lost his last friendship with Abel because he had emptied the city Lord's office, he would regret the loss of the ultimate business all his life.
”How can I rest here today? There are not even the most basic necessities of life here! ” Bartoli knew that Abel was now a count. If he was too casual, he would lose his dignity and become a laughingstock in the aristocratic circle.
”Harry castle has its own courtyard in harvest City, where we live today!” Abel thought of every time he came to live in harvest city.
”Monsieur, a lady Yvette from Edmund's auction house asked to see you!” A knight came in through the door and bowed to report.
Because the original servants were taken away by the Viscount Dickens, and the whole city Lord's mansion was empty. Now the gatekeeper is ten official knights, who are the Knights of the elite team of harvest City Knights.
”Yvette! Ask her in! ” Abel said, bowing slightly, that Yvette's name reminded him of the pretty girl with long blonde hair.
”Lord abbot, Yvette salutes you on behalf of Edmund's auction house in harvest city!” As soon as Yvette entered, she gave a lady's gift. She was not a noble, so it was just a common lady's gift.