Dear Broom Knight

If he didn't have a shred of reason left, Fabrice really would have considered collaborating with the Church of Frost to take down that pair of lovebirds first.

Especially Rosalind.

Not only had she harmed him, but she also wanted to use him to establish some kind of benevolent persona!

And she was using deceitful methods!

If she was willing to use such methods, couldn't Fabrice find someone who could use healing divine magic?

If he really wanted to owe someone a favor, he might as well go to Lowry next door.

After all, a mage's water-based healing art required the least life force.

Since he dared to appear on the Great Cliff to send Alex home respectfully, Lowry must have mastered a healing art that didn't harm the body much.

Of course, most importantly, the Aegris Knights clearly purchased some water-based magic scrolls from Lowry's territory, albeit only basic ones.

It couldn't possibly be that Archmage Arsalan of the court took them over to sell, could it!

Watching the group's departing figures, Fabrice, who had insisted on directing from behind the scenes rather than meeting them in person, had a solemn expression: Could he now apply to His Majesty the King for compensation?

"Earl…" The butler behind him called out softly in a heavy tone.

"What is it?" Fabrice asked without turning his head, "Can't my warehouse make up for this loss?"

"The Aegris Knights' quotation has arrived," the butler said softly.

Fabrice paused: "Ah… never mind.

Sort out the bills; I'll have someone send them to the capital.

The Princess's envoy passing through our Montes territory is His Majesty the King's decree.

As a territorial noble, I don't need to pay for this."

Although he was very grateful to His Majesty Travis for helping him keep Madame Aegris, Fabrice was willing to pay some price for His Majesty the King.

But this price was a bit too high.

Having been peaceful for too long, Fabrice had almost forgotten that the Aegris Knights' hiring fee was divided into two parts.

The usual protection fee wasn't much, probably just enough to cover the Knights' daily expenses, such as salaries, food, and drink.

He didn't need to worry about daily training.

But a proper battle like this required payment based on the rank and number of knights deployed… calculated according to adventurer standards.

For a proper knight order like the Aegris Knights, charging according to adventurer standards was already a discount.

Normally, as long as the result was victory, they would charge according to army mobilization costs… regardless of whether they deployed 10 or 20 people.

The Aegris Knights were already operating at the bottom line.

But Fabrice… Fabrice, who was starting from scratch, although he inherited a large sum of money, had already emptied most of his pockets rebuilding the castle and city.

So, he really couldn't be tough.

Fabrice sighed softly.

If the castle knight order his grandfather left him wasn't so… Fabrice suddenly smiled bitterly.

In fact, the original castle knight order wasn't too bad.

Nobles were originally raised in such environments.

When they were incompetent, even servants who sold their bodies could secretly sell his privacy, let alone a group of capable and very proud knights.

What did it matter if they showed a little disrespect?

When he emerged from his predicament and regained power, these people would immediately kneel at his feet.

However, Fabrice had watched how his little uncle next door trained his subordinates.

Looking at the knights of Qingfeng Territory, and then looking back at those around him… Fabrice didn't think he was wrong to be intolerant.

Having seen the best, why should he settle for the worst?

Everyone being the same shouldn't prevent him from learning from the good side!

Fabrice had been able to grit his teeth and move in the direction of his little uncle since he was a child, even if he was covered in wounds.

So, now, he would naturally continue to do so.

Only this time, it was his wallet that was injured.

Fabrice had already provided these knights with the best treatment within his capabilities… so what was wrong with him asking these knights not to exploit the commoners' meager savings?

Now, they wouldn't be short of money to support their families.

Fabrice narrowed his eyes… although he was thinking of sending his children to the royal palace to get some polish after he started a family, so he didn't want to offend His Majesty the King, but… between two evils, of course, he would choose the one that was most beneficial to himself.

Children could also struggle on their own.

If all else failed, he could send them to the future King's grandfather or great-grandfather next door.

He stood on the devastated city wall, looking far into the distance towards the Earl of Hamilton's territory.

Although Lyon didn't send anyone to help, he provided a batch of supplies to Montes Territory and also promised to send troops immediately if Fabrice needed him.

Before that, not sending anyone over was understandable.

According to the words spread by the Hamilton people, when they encountered something no one wanted to do, Lyon's brotherhood would choose to draw lots.

For small matters, one round determined the winner.

For big matters, three rounds were normal, and ten rounds were also possible… Fabrice heard for the first time that if someone was drawn three times out of ten, it was considered a loss in this kind of lottery.

What kind of luck was that!

Letting such a person go to war, wouldn't he be afraid of his bad luck affecting everyone?

Fabrice would never ask Hamilton for help until the last moment… having someone who would bring trouble upon himself was worse than not having anyone at all.

Sending money was fine; that's what he needed now.

Fabrice painfully grabbed the city wall brick… although it wasn't broken, it was dirty!

An Earl's castle must have the dignity of an Earl's castle.

That meant he had to spend money.

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Fabrice took a deep breath, comforting himself: At least, he had compensated the residents who had been frightened during this time.

No! He couldn't stand this grievance.

Repaying His Majesty the King could be done later; Fabrice couldn't tolerate paying even a dime for such a slut as Rosalind!

"Add the cleaning fee!" he said fiercely.

The butler was stunned for a moment before saying, "This, it seems… Earl, I know you just hate certain people and certain things, but, the etiquette of the nobility must still be…"

"Sophia Reed, who followed Rosalind and cooperated with her, is from Seberfia," Fabrice interrupted him expressionlessly.

The butler quickly closed his mouth.

Although Fabrice didn't blame him for his unfortunate daughter, the butler knew very well that because of this incident, his status had declined a lot.

Originally, he had accompanied Fabrice from adversity to today…

Forget it; there's no point in saying these things.

Even if his daughter was seduced and controlled, the butler, who had obtained the bracelet of clarity, knew very well that she had indeed been tempted, which was the beginning of everything.

And he, who sent such a girl to the Earl, indeed had nothing to defend.

But the butler couldn't hate Fabrice because of his current embarrassing situation… being allowed to continue as the castle butler was already very tolerant of the Earl, nor would he condemn himself… he wasn't a saint, so he could only place his resentment on Seberfia.

Of course, he actually harbored some resentment towards Lowry in secret, but he absolutely didn't dare to show it.

Daring to resent was because in the past, the teachings they received, those who had to follow the Fabrice family, were to stay away from the Madame Aegris line and always treat them as a branch family.

But the butler still knew who he belonged to.

Even Fabrice would mercilessly execute him if he discovered his thoughts.

Even his family would not be spared.

The butler's open enemy could only be Seberfia.

He lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and then said with a bitter face: "Earl, I can understand your anger, and I… really want to do that too.

But as your butler, I must continue to ask you to pay attention to your image.

Earl, you still have to marry, have children, and build your own family!

Being too stingy can easily make people think… that poverty makes it difficult to marry a good wife."

"Having ability is enough," Fabrice said in a flat tone, "Even if he doesn't spend a single penny, if Uncle Lowry wants to marry, countless daughters of great nobles will definitely cry and shout to marry him, bringing generous dowries.

The strength of an ally is more important than the character of an ally, not to mention that stinginess can never be considered a matter of character."

The butler hesitated, but he still advised: "But you are not…

Are you planning to wait until 10 years later?"

"If my grandfather could, why can't I?" Fabrice turned to look at him, "My talent is not bad.

In 10 years, I still have a chance to touch the edge of level 10."

The butler sighed, knowing that he could no longer advise him given his status, and could only respond and retreat to sort out the bills and application documents.

Fabrice looked at his butler and sighed quietly.

He touched the bracelet and asked word by word: "Uncle Lowry, can I ask you to help send a few clever little birds over?

I think it's best for your eyes to observe some things."

"Sure," Lowry agreed readily, then couldn't help but laugh, "If you want to get a response sooner, it's best to send the report to the capital within three days."

That would require spending money to teleport from the awakening magic circle… Fabrice quickly calculated the price before nodding: "Alright.

Is there anything else? Uncle Lowry."

"Valera is already level 10."

Fabrice suddenly realized: According to the rules, this female swordsman could have a formal knighthood issued by the Noble Affairs Office, which was slightly better than a manor knight conferred by the territorial nobles themselves.

Of course, there were many level 10 professionals, and not everyone could easily obtain this conferment.