Following the source of the voice, I looked over. Many nobles had also also stopped eating and were looking in the same direction.
The half-orc maidservant with fox ears that Elena had chosen held the tray tightly in one hand, but her other hand was in the grip of a noble young master and could not break free. She had no choice but to speak loudly in an attempt to attract attention and scare the noble.
Clearly.
This noble young master must have made some overboard request.
Seeing the dispute in the restaurant, the male waiters standing in the corner immediately surrounded them.
This was also my request back then, that we had to protect the personal safety of these maidservants.
"Young Master, please don't make things difficult for our inn's maidservant."
"Get lost! She's just a little maidservant in an inn. I have plenty of money. I want her today. Get your boss here. I want to know how much gold coins can buy me this maidservant!"
The noble young master threw a large handful of gold coins on the table with an extremely arrogant attitude.
"Young Master, please don't do this. If you continue to affect others' having their meal, we will forcefully expel you from the inn."
"You want to drive me out of the inn just because you have a lot of people? Hehe, I think you don't wish to continue operating this inn in Heikem huh? As the second son of the Ferrande Family, I think I have the ability to make that happen. I advise you to quickly get your boss here and gift me this maidservant. Then, see what compensation is appropriate."
The noble young master gripped the maidservant's hand and sneered at the waiters.
Upon hearing the words "Ferrande Family", the nobles who had been watching the show turned around, not wanting to get into trouble again.
The waiters looked at one another. One of them quickly ran to the third floor, most likely to find Uncle Herbert.
The northern part of the kingdom had always been under the jurisdiction of two marquises.
Of these two families, one was the Ferrande Family, and the other was my grandfather's Laurence Family.
Heikem, the largest city in the north of the kingdom, was established by the two major clans to resist demons in the north. It was located at the border of the two marquises' territories. It could be said that the two major clans each held half of Heikem's jurisdiction.
In the process of resisting the demons, the two families advanced hand in hand and made great contributions. The relationship between the two families had always been good.
I learned about this history when I learned about my grandfather's family before coming to Heikem.
I was also a little helpless. Why do these famous families with a long history always have b*stard descendants?
However, since this young master of the Ferrand family had blown this up, Uncle Herbert probably wouldn't be able to resolve it.
"Young Master Ferrande, can you please let go of my maid's hand? I set the rules of the inn. I will be responsible for everyone in the inn."
I stepped forward.
The surrounding waiters made way for me and looked at me in confusion.
The fox-eared maidservant cried out in surprise.
"Young Master Will!"
"Mm, don't worry. Leave this to me."
I nodded slightly at her and looked at the young master of the Ferrande Family.
"You're the person in charge of this inn? Just a first-year student at Olgus Academy?"
The young master of the Ferrande Family looked me up and down and pointed at my conspicuous academy uniform.
"It's me. Now this a problem between the two of us. Can you let go of our maidservant's hand now?"
I kept my face expressionless.
"Hahaha, what a joke! I'm just a little surprised that the owner of this inn is actually a first-year student from Olgus Academy. I won't let go of my maid's hand. You should be thinking about how to compensate me so that your inn can continue operating."
The noble young master in front of me laughed exaggeratedly, even more arrogant than before.
"Young Master, have you ever thought that your actions today might bring trouble to your family?"
I was sure that this was a kind reminder, on the account that the Ferrande Family had a good relationship with my grandfather's family,
"Trouble? As the son of a noble, I merely wanted to invite a lowly maid from an inn to drink with me at a different location, but I was threatened with being thrown out. Now I'm reasonably seeking compensation, what's wrong with that? Tell me, how will I bring trouble to the family?!"
The young master of the Ferrande Family raised the wine glass on the table and took a sip elegantly as he spoke pompously.
I felt a headache coming on. This rotten person was so good with coming up with excuses for himself. Even if I were to go to court, the judge would probably still think that he made sense.
My true identity as a Reinhardt could not be exposed. Just as I was hesitating whether to borrow an identity from my maternal grandfather's family, another sharp voice came from beside us.
"If all the nobles were like you, I would only feel insulted."
"Who is that?!"
The young master of the Ferrande Family turned his head sharply.
I turned around and saw a young noble walking over with a few attendants.
Elegant, capable, and sharp.
That was my first impression of this nobleman.
"You don't need to know who I am, but if Marquis Ferrande finds out that his trade in the kingdom this year is gone, and it's because of you, you can imagine what will happen to you. I'll take it as his punishment for not teaching his son well."
The young noble said casually and confidently.
"Who exactly… are you?"
The expression of the second son of the Ferrande Family changed drastically, and he was unable to speak properly.
"10 seconds, I want you out of my sight."
The young noble continued to ignore the question of the second son of the Ferrande Family and said coldly.
The second son of the Ferrande Family looked at the young noble in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he let go of the maidservant's hand and rushed down the stairs in a panic.
Between with his pride and the punishment of possibly losing his family's trade, he chose not to take the gamble.
"Thank you for helping me out, Sir. I am sincerely thankful."
I bowed to the young noble in front of me.
"You're welcome. It was an act of convenience. Moreover, I'm telling the truth, right?"
The young noble smiled and glanced at the interior of the inn again. He looked at me and asked, "Were you the one who drafted the rules of this inn?"
"Yes, Sir."
I nodded.
"Very creative! Very novel!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Sir. If you're not in a hurry to leave Heikem you can continue to choose the Riston Inn. The inn will waive all fees to thank you."
"Haha, thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid I don't have the time this time."
The young noble smiled and led his attendants downstairs. When they reached the stairs, he suddenly turned around and said, "If nothing goes wrong, we should have a chance to meet again in the future."
The young noble left without leaving any information of himself.
"Customers on the second floor, I'm very sorry that you encountered such an unpleasant incident during your meal. I promise that such a thing will not happen again in the future. Today, the hotel will waive the fees for every guest as compensation."
I turned around and apologized to the customers on the second floor. The inn was immediately filled with enthusiastic applause.
"Young Master Will, do you know who that esteemed guest was just now?"
Uncle Herbert appeared out of nowhere with an unusually treacherous smile.
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me upstairs?"
"Sure!!"