Dear Broom Knight

The staff member in the silver-blue robe sighed sadly: "So, Miss Cerestia, you were considering this when you were moved by that mage, Almes?"

Indeed, if another priest prodigy emerges from the Macmillan direct line, the vice-chief priestess would surely be delighted to impart all her knowledge."

Cerestia Tia looked at the two staff members, shaking her head slightly... A subtle movement that probably only a keen observer could notice.

Fabrice was completely ignorant of what was happening outside his own castle.

He also had no interest in appearing in public while the Macmillan people were still wandering around.

Whatever the purpose of these women, ignoring them was the best solution... After all, Macmillan's main target was the Schroeder family, and he wouldn't actively cause trouble for others.

Even if the Macmillan family really set off for Hamilton, Fabrice didn't show his face once.

He even planned to hide at home and not step out until these two groups finished fighting.

"Isn't this something we knew already?" The Countess of Hamilton, sitting beside him, looked at him questioningly. "Unless that person from Qingfeng Territory makes a move, Macmillan will definitely arrive before the windy season.

I'm still waiting for my son to have them bring back a gift!"

"Why would brother look for them?" Pearl asked unhappily, "Don't we have our own merchant fleet?"

"Macmillan is a Storm Knight!" The Countess of Hamilton said meaningfully, "The Storm Church is very skilled at creating dimensional space artifacts.

Like the first Earl Macmillan, who was once praised by the Storm Lord and rewarded by the Storm Pope... The storage tools in their hands can practically hold an entire estate.

Cerestia Tia Macmillan, as the heir, definitely has one.

The things your brother is sending back are probably very large."

She looked at her daughter, whose pettiness was showing: "Our family's merchant fleet's main task is to make money.

Your father has lost all our savings from so many years.

Even your brother, Al, has taken out his private savings."

Pearl couldn't help but touch the ring on her hand.

The Countess of Hamilton said unpleasantly: "Just keep your money! We don't need that little bit!"

Pearl laughed awkwardly: "It seems like I'm the only one in the family who's always asking for money."

Earl Ezra secretly glanced at his wife's expression before saying reassuringly, "Our Pearl is doing a great job managing her own farm and fields!

Not everyone has a business mind, like me, there's no way."

He pointed to his nose: "Look, if I said I wanted to manage a store myself, Bowen would probably punch me."

The Countess of Hamilton completely ignored her husband.

Her industries were all her private property, and although she would contribute to the family, she always only provided money, not businesses.

She would never let her industries be mixed up with Ezra's.

In business, even the best of couples should only treat each other as allies, who can help each other, but never think 'yours is mine'.

Otherwise, in less than two years, it will become 'yours is mine, and mine is also mine'.

Even if she was the more shrewd and business-minded one of the couple, she would be the only one to win in the end... Bowen was indeed very capable, but he was the kind of staff member who focused on political affairs, and his economic methods were only the traditional ones.

But the Countess of Hamilton never thought of doing that.

After all, she cherished her family very much and didn't want her children to suffer.

Moreover, only in this way could she later distribute her assets to her children according to her own wishes.

Otherwise, if she really followed the royal aristocratic system, how much could she give Pearl?

Even if Pearl was always a family member, it wouldn't work.

As for how much resources Ezra could give Almes, what did that have to do with her?

It's not like she wasn't giving to her own son, it was just a fair distribution.

The Countess of Hamilton stared at her daughter, bringing the topic back: "When Miss Macmillan arrives, you must act a little more gentle."

Pearl remained silent.

"Our Pearl, are you worried that your brother will neglect you once he has a beloved woman?" Earl Ezra couldn't help but comfort her, "That won't happen, Al will definitely still...".

"Ezra... dear, take your male intuition and go sit over there." The Countess of Hamilton interrupted him with a sinister tone.

"Ah..." Ezra obediently sat down on a small sofa in the distance.

"Our Pearl wouldn't have such a petty mind!" The Countess of Hamilton patted her daughter's hand reassuringly, "Pearl will always hope that her brother can be happy, and will naturally treat Al's loved ones with kindness."

Pearl nodded heavily: "Of course! How could someone my brother likes not be good?"

"So, you don't like Cerestia Tia because you know that her pursuit of your brother is too utilitarian," the Countess of Hamilton said with a smile.

"Macmillan's vice-chief priestess is getting old," Pearl said softly, "and the Macmillan family just doesn't have a suitable priest candidate."

Didn't the Schroeder family do such outrageous things because they saw Macmillan's predicament and their lack of successors?

The Macmillan family, at least, still has a Cerestia Tia who can support the Storm Knight's side of things!

What about the next generation of Schroeders? They have nothing.

Macmillan's chief priest is over a hundred years old, how far away are their eighty-year-olds?

"I don't understand why brother would give her a chance to get close," Pearl said slowly, lowering her head, "For... the family?"

"For himself." The Countess of Hamilton couldn't help but laugh, "Pearl, don't always automatically beautify Al, okay?

How could he sacrifice himself for the benefit of the family!

Besides, when he and Cerestia Tia Macmillan met and their relationship became pretty good, your father was still in the army working hard for the position of deputy commander!

Even Prince Leon was still working hard to build Hamilton Territory.

How many times have I told you? Don't only use the result to infer the process.

Even if you do, you can't only look at what benefits outsiders have gained.

Look more at what your brother can get!"

Pearl was confused: "What can my brother, a member of the royal family, get from the Storm Nobles?"

'Slap'!

The Countess of Hamilton impatiently reached out and patted the back of her head: "I hate you guys who are half-baked and still like to show off.

If you can't figure it out, don't think wildly!"

Earl Ezra immediately stood up: "Dear, that Miss Macmillan will arrive tonight.

Should we hold a banquet to welcome her?

After all, she will definitely pay a public visit."

Thanks to their son's little thoughts, they couldn't pretend to be ignorant like Fabrice Montes.

"Let's have one..." The Countess of Hamilton narrowed her eyes, "By the way, remember to invite Baron Watson, and his talented daughter.

Which girl hasn't yearned for Macmillan's female knight since childhood?"

---

As night fell, Hamilton Earl's Castle was brightly lit.

The magnificent castle walls made Miss Macmillan, who had just stepped out of the carriage, blink her eyes.

"Welcome to Hamilton, Miss Cerestia Tia Macmillan, tonight's night sky is especially shining because of your arrival." A beautiful girl in an exquisite and luxurious knight's dress came forward, "I am Pearl Hamilton, please follow me!"

Cerestia Tia smiled slightly: "Thank you for your praise, Miss Pearl.

However, I am a little curious, why isn't the castle I saw outside the city walls as shiny as this?"

"There used to be no difference." Pearl said with a smile, "However, it seems to have some impact on the nightlife of the people, especially the children who need to go to bed early.

So, my father specially asked someone to suppress the light a bit."

"Oh... that's a pity." Cerestia Tia replied with a smile, "Chief Priest Schroeder must be very regretful, he has always loved the light."

---

"Little girl, very immoral." Chief Priest Schroeder put down the spyglass in his hand and sneered.

"Chief Priest?" Blair looked at him with concern.

"There's no need to listen to words deliberately said for me to hear." Chief Priest Schroeder waved his hand, "Actually, there's no need to pay too much attention, what can she do?

The real threat to me has nothing to do with her.

Wanting to pick up my cheap... Heh~ Her mother would be closer!"

"Chief Priest, please... be careful." Blair said with concern, "Earl Hamilton is so openly... showing his importance to the Macmillan family!"

"What good can the royal family do?" Chief Priest Schroeder said sarcastically, "They can't wait for Macmillan to be stupid enough to attack me directly!

They will definitely only praise her, and won't even have a bad look on their faces."

Blair hesitated: "Miss Macmillan has sent someone to say that she will come to the church to pray tomorrow morning."

Chief Priest Schroeder looked at him in surprise: "Don't tell me you want to refuse?

She is a Storm Knight!

I wouldn't dare to open my mouth when I was in charge of the Northern Territory Church."

"I understand." Blair said submissively.

"What do you understand... you remember for me, treat her according to the Duke's son's treatment!"

"Yes!"

---

The Countess of Hamilton, with Ezra on her arm, glanced leisurely out the window.

Ezra lowered his head slightly: "Dear?"

"It's nothing." The Countess of Hamilton gave him a smile, "Miss Macmillan has come in."

"Pearl performed perfectly, didn't she?" Ezra smiled contentedly.