'HAHAHAHAA' Alden suddenly laughed aloud. Garnering surprise response from the guest inside.
'Let none say that I have not paid my ties in sweat and blood.'
'Years ago, I took the mantel from my father, duke Mason Von Farrow'
'He told me to protect the weak and serve the people in Summer city.'
'And so I have. without questions'
'early on, I was lost in this land, a stranger to its affairs and whims.'
'since then, I have become informed and confident in my strides.'
'time can be a potent balm to soothe old pains and wounds.'
'and so it has been between me and the residence of this city.'
'i formed a brotherhood with my most trusted guide.'
'Sambor house merchant and I shouldered everything within it.'
'Not long after, a Chiverous kind man descended upon my city.'
'Passed me a miracle and hailed me the burden of distribution.'
'I was surprised and yet the content of omission his creation.'
'I thank you on his behalves.'
'Now let us, as you have put 'business to commence,' Alden spoke.
The Young man who had been very attentive to the city's lord's action was delighted to hear that; the rest of the guests also felt satisfied after listening to the city lord's charitable words.
But how can he not be happy? Seeing so much gold fall under his feat was breathtaking. 21,000 gold was a lot of assets. Alden's pocket capital was only 500 gold a month; the tower castle income to flow and feed the people who serve him does not exceed 900 gold. That includes the upkeep.
Alden, deep down, knew the potential income of the city lord should be more than just 1400 gold. Yet every half a year, the rest of the gold that the city tax produced would be sent to the Duke. Alden becomes infuriated after finding how much gold leaves his hands. He cursed his family and father. He banged the table, knowing he was being sucked dry for years.
There has to be a way for Alden to make a private saving without them knowing. Suppose his father and family suddenly decided to strip him of his title; not only would Alden have to hand everything to the Duke, but also all other things associated with it. He'd be kicked out butt naked with Nowhere left for him to go.
The Von farrow family made it clear that they did not want Alden to earn anything for himself. Seeing how much the city earns was an obvious thing, but the lord who rules it gets nothing but pocket change.
To praise fair was not even a comparison. The Von farrow household is a wealthy and influential noble family. They have much more affluent cities that are considered a vital role to the dukedom.
One part of this influence is the unique systematic approach. Countless family members of the Von farrow are positioned in the most prosperous business cities. A worthy trick to keep their family and wealth simultaneously in one circle.
For someone like Alden from another world, it was not something that needed brainstorming to figure out. He already knew that the Duke and his family were intelligent individuals. They all took the ripened city and gave Alden the rotten, corrupted. They took all he had and left him to die out with stress at maintaining it.
But if they thought they were bright, wait until they figured out Alden's grand plan.
[hahah you people will regret putting me in this position]
[Step one, attracting flies is complete] Alden thought
"Of course"
"It is why we had come here personally to discuss such matters," An old man who handed the giant bag of gold to Sambor before spoke.
"I would also like to praise the young lord's generosity to form a kinship with our Apothecary guild." The other older man added
"Yes, a wise choice, Young Lord Alden."
"If we had not encountered Sambor before he departed the Auction house."
"I'm afraid it would have been a great deal of loss to our guild."
"Sambor's keen eye for details is beyond recognition. "The old beside Sambor tapped shoulder and praised him.
"Speak none of me; I merely had done what the Young lord had ordered," Sambor replied.
If there is one thing that Alden is sure about Sambor, it is his ability to form a relationship with almost anyone. A person's ability to reach out and grab people's attention so quickly is nearly a god-like gift. This sort of personality is broadly sought after in the sales industry.
"if you don't mind me asking Young lord Alden." The Young man who had been listening joined the exchange and spoke
"but has Master Alchemist brew more of the healing potion?" He spoke timidly, Afraid that what he had just expressed slightly sounded offenses.
They are all from the Apothecary Guild; They knew all too well what not to convey about a master Alchemist who can brew such potent healing potion.
Alchemist stands to prove strange individuals, and they hold a tremendous amount of vast knowledge about every effect of potions. The study of alchemy can create powerful offensive and defensive concoctions that can bring an advantage into battles. By synthesizing herbs, monster parts, and other ingredients, a perfect control to extract and combine them into a potion is worthy of being praised and respected.
Also, do not, by all means, offend an Alchemist, should you wish to live a peaceful life.
There was even a tale of truth that the head of the Knighting gale is a master Alchimist, specializing in producing dependable swordsmen.
As the young man spoke, All the guests pluck their ears close; even the elf woman, by herself, strangely opened her eyes and looked at Alden. A delighted smile is visible on her face.
Alden's heart raced when he saw her look at him like that; he finally knew why she was here and not joining the conversation before.
'Yes, he did.'
'Such as yourself, I am also tasked with great importance.'
'Lucas' Alden spoke; standing behind Alden was Lucas, who kept to himself and acted as the Stewart of the lord of the city.
"Yes, my Lord"
'Bring the chest.' Alden commanded
"Yes, my lord." Lucas bowed and headed toward the entrance; he opened the door and whispered something to one of the guards; he nodded and disappeared