"Earl Ardagan, please nice to meet you. I'm Count Hareven." A middle-aged man approached Noel with a gentle smile. Next to him was a young woman. With long pink hair running smoothly like that of silk, she gave off the vibe of a gentle and graceful person. She politely lowered her head while lifting her skirt, greeting Noel as the middle-aged man introduced her. "I and my daughter, Ruby, would like to congratulate you."
"Thank you very much, Count Hareven." Noel nodded with a smile. "Since we both are lords in the north, there will be a lot of opportunities for us to talk in the future."
Noel maintained a polite but distant approach. This way, he didn't turn anyone down, but he did not choose any of them.
After getting his title, they had a little banquet to celebrate his achievement. And a lot of people took this opportunity to approach Noel for one reason or another.
