"I can't believe they had the nerve to say that…" Elanna actually wanted to curse, but as she sat in the chair, she could faintly catch the light fragrance emanating from the clothes of the person standing behind her, which greatly improved her mood.
As a result, the anger in her heart was also somewhat suppressed.
Kael looked at Elanna with a slightly peculiar expression.
The lingering scent of Queen Jasmine was remarkably enduring.
It had been nearly an hour since he last released Queen Jasmine's scent, yet its effect on her was still so pronounced.
Perhaps one day he could profit from this skill with its exceptionally long duration?
After all, as long as there was a chance, those players wouldn't mind spending some money to stack a few more BUFFs on themselves while running dungeons and fighting monsters.
But Kael quickly abandoned the idea.
No… it couldn't be turned into a production chain.
The effect of Queen Jasmine required prolonged exposure, and the reason he had learned this skill was to be able to benefit from the scent's enhancement of his brain's computational abilities during sustained research when moonlighting in other Mage professions.
And with its negligible side effects, Queen Jasmine, which combined the trio of effects—invigoration, calming of emotions, and memory enhancement—wasn't so obvious in its usefulness to players who struggled to settle down and study Spells.
But for Kael, who was determined to study and research spells on his own, this skill that could affect his learning state for a long period was actually more desirable.
To aim for endless future possibilities with limited skill points, he had to prioritize sustainable development from the outset.
As for why he didn't sell it to the player base on a large scale…
Heh, he had noticed already in the morning, during breakfast, that there were personal threads about him on the forums, with two videos related to him uploaded.
One was a video aimed crazily at his face after adjusting the camera angle, documenting his no-angle radiant appearance.
The other was a short video where he claimed "no guilt" towards the Knight Jonathan.
As for the related comments from other internal test players and visitors, even dogs would shake their heads and say, "Don't open a barber shop here."
At that time, he took a long look at the poster, Qing Ya… This former teammate, who seemed somewhat timid but was secretly quite saucy, really had the character of a barber early on.
Heh, he really couldn't let them get a taste of it too easily.
Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he'd randomly pick a few lucky players to stack a BUFF, and that was enough.
Intriguing them but keeping the taste just out of their reach—that was truly delightful.
"Kael…" Elanna's call brought Kael back to his senses. He saw the girl with a somewhat puzzled expression and showed an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about some things. Speaking of which, Elanna, what do you think about Harry's unreasonable demands to the Noble Council?" Kael asked softly.
Elanna sighed and said, "Every word doesn't mention you or father, but every word targets you and father."
"And what about you, Grandpa White? How do you see it?" Kael then turned to Old White.
After pondering for a moment, Old White replied, "Arrogance."
Surprised by Old White's words, Kael was taken aback for a moment, "Arrogance?"
"Count Rezhe must have already guessed the preparations you've made, young master," Old White said.
"What preparations?" Elanna was curious.
"The Mage Association. After I became an official mage, I immediately applied for a registered mage identity through the Guild.
From the start, I had no intention of fighting with my great-uncle through normal means.
I was hoping to leverage my registration as a level 2 Mage to obtain the protection of the Mage Association.
But the involvement of people from the secret scroll Mage Academy meant that many procedures that could have been handled simply now required extra precautions.
After all, from the perspective of the Mage Association, the conflict between Harry and me is an internal dispute among mages, not an attack from external enemies."
What Kael didn't say was that, should Count Rezhe foolishly try to use his influence to make Kael concede, Kael would definitely not resist at all...
And then he would turn around and report the matter to the Mage Association!
He might not be able to deal with Count Rezhe at the moment, but that didn't mean the Mage Association couldn't handle him.
Or rather, because the number of mages is even scarcer than one might think, there is a very clear tendency for unity within this extraordinary profession system.
You could say these people protect their own or assert that they form informal organizations within the human race; in any case, once Count Rezhe makes his move without any regard, it will inevitably be seen as a provocation to the Mage Association.
Regrettably... Count Rezhe is clearly not one of those brainless antagonists who actively deliver themselves into trouble. Judging from his actions, this man is not as overbearing and careless with his schemes as the outside world depicts.
"Grandpa White, are you saying that Count Rezhe purposely had his child do this?"
Old White nodded and looked at Kael. After Kael silently nodded, Old White continued:
"Framing young master Kael as a noble would undoubtedly drag them into internal strife with the Mage Association, but...
Young master Harry is also a mage, and what's more, he is a formally recognized mage in the secret scroll Mage Academy, already acknowledged by his mentors."
Kael nodded and added, "I know Harry's mentor, a notorious human supremacist within the academy who exhibits extreme aversion to any student with alien blood.
Even I, a librarian who doesn't interact much with students, have heard of his 'deeds.' Standing up for Harry must mean that Harry has touched a nerve, stirring up that person's distaste for me.
As for the 'arrogance' mentioned by Grandpa White...
Ha, without using the power of the Charles family, without getting their own hands dirty, effortlessly crushing us both who are also part of the noble class—that really is quite a show of power!
I never encountered my great-uncle before, but now it seems he never considered our existence from the start. I even suspect that dragging us into the mire this time was just a convenient action for him.
His actual targets are likely another set of groups that require his efforts to strike at. The reason we got involved? Simply because we're too weak."
"Who is he targeting?"
"Didn't he make it clear already... Those seeking to take away the lands granted to the new nobility, all lands of lords who lack substantial combat ability and lean towards support roles, will be his targets."
For a moment, Elanna was puzzled: "On what grounds? We won't agree, and he can't possibly dictate in the Noble Council."
"Because he has already united those he wished to unite, and those people still crave more benefits...
Those who became nobles with their wealth as rich merchants have an endless greed for larger lands and more benefits."