Above The Sky
Chapter 943 - 943 79 Stunned by the Wealthy Dog Owner's Money 6400_2

943: Chapter 79: Stunned by the Wealthy Dog Owner’s Money (6400)_2 943: Chapter 79: Stunned by the Wealthy Dog Owner’s Money (6400)_2 “I didn’t expect there was no lie here—Ian led his team to capture an entire Mountain Troops’ weaponry, all current active weapons from Fiery Flame Land…

No wonder the soldiers are of such high caliber, an army that is wealthy and has just won a major battle, their spirit is indeed different.”

However, the merchants in the convoy did not possess Viscount Decas’s keen observational skills.

Their entire attention was captivated by the welcome music at the end of the road, and the huge Cyclops Armor Suit that emerged amidst the music.

It was a black heavy Armor Suit with peculiar prism-shaped cannon ports on its shoulders.

The red Cyclops eye locked onto the entire convoy, compelling some of the more sensitive merchants to subconsciously turn away, unable to meet its gaze directly.

At the edge of the city district, many citizens had already gathered.

They were already quite excited when the Magnetic Storm Troop appeared, and the crackling electric currents heated the atmosphere instantly.

The arrival of the black Cyclops Armor Suit elevated the atmosphere to a climax, sparking cheers.

Lately, the Lord has been working in his mansion and the Alchemy Industrial Park, rarely making an appearance.

Today is Ian’s first public appearance in half a month, and both the Mountain People and the residents of Dawnshimmer City were eager to catch a glimpse of him.

“Citizens, please be careful not to come too close.

Stay quietly within the safety perimeter.”

The white-haired Lord stepped out of the cockpit and stood upon the shoulder of his Armor Suit.

He waved to the enthusiastic crowd with a smile, triggering another wave of cheers, causing many of the merchants in the convoy to doubt whether they had arrived at a reception to welcome them or a meeting between a religious sect leader and his followers.

Oh, it really is so.

Then that’s fine.

Merchants with sharper eyesight recognized Ian’s features and understood more clearly—although rumors said that the Lord of Dawnshimmer Domain’s appearance could rival the auroras in the distant northern sky, possessing a tranquil yet dazzling beauty, now they saw it was no exaggeration.

With both strength and looks, bringing peace as well as wealth, no wonder he is so beloved by the people, even worshipped fervently.

“Gentlemen, you’ve come from afar, and that must have been quite arduous.”

Amid the welcoming music, Ian stepped down from his Armor Suit and went forward to shake hands with each of the merchants, who were representatives of the cross-national trade organizations of The Empire and all Sublimators.

In terms of status, they theoretically outranked this rural noble.

Yet the merchants whose hands were shaken were all flattered.

They never expected such a grand reception in South Ridge, and this young Lord did not exhibit the eccentric temperament typical of other prodigious youths but was approachable instead, making people instinctively feel close to him.

“I’ve long admired your reputation, Baron Silverpeak.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time, Viscount Decas.”

Viscount Decas was the last one to shake hands with Ian, which was traditional and also his personal habit.

He had been observing Ian’s every move and noted that he had not made a single misstep.

Not only did he know the name and background of each merchant clearly, but he could even switch his pronunciation of the common language flawlessly according to each person’s nationality, without any sign of slowness or awkwardness.

Moreover, even though it was he who offered the handshake, the merchants were led by Ian’s aura, without the opportunity to probe or make small talk before being escorted by other Knights to the Lord’s Mansion in the city center.

There, a feast had been prepared to welcome the guests from afar, everything organized and ready to go.

Controlling the heart of the scene, he was like a king, with everyone acting on his will.

Among the visitors to Dawnshimmer Domain, there were five key figures.

From the Seven Cities Alliance, an emissary of the Thin Green Trade Association, Mr.

Domel, renowned for alchemical potions and Sublimation Plants.

From the City of Knowledge, specializing in alchemy weapon development and new energy sources, the representative from Melting Iron Spire, Scholar Collin.

From the Firestone Group, the professional military group’s leader and Ian’s former sponsor, Colonel Maress.

From the Fae of Land of Bliss Township, Lady Thin Moss (this lady did not specify which department of Land of Bliss Township she belonged to, she didn’t even provide her surname, and Ian didn’t feel appropriate to ask if she forgot).

And finally, and most centrally, the emissary for Crown Prince Carlos Sternal, Viscount Tymo Decass from The Imperial Nobility Hall.

On the way to the Lord’s Mansion, everyone was amazed by the city districts of Xiahui City—due to the internal war among the Mountain People, many street corners were severely damaged, and the city districts appeared unexpectedly broad and tidy after the reconstruction and the demolition of many old buildings and the expansion of the streets.

At the intersection, under the guidance and care of escorting Knights, the new merchants’ convoy was orderly without the typical chaos seen in other frontier cities.

Not even a single vagrant or beggar was to be seen.

A merchant asked about this, and an accompanying staff member answered simply, “The disabled are taken to the orphanage to be taken care of.

They weave baskets, package goods, and do some handicraft work every day.

There are specialized people to help them with exercise and meals to recuperate.”

“For those without disabilities…

well, there are endless tasks to do in the city, not to mention the ongoing development outside the city.

There’s no time for able-bodied vagrants to be begging for money around here.”

The banquet itself was full of surprises: because of the food disaster, even such a welcoming banquet could not be considered abundant, but all the dishes were exquisite.

In particular, the Radiant Grass Milk Jelly made with the finest Bison Giant Cow’s milk blended with dried Xiahui Blossom pollen was delicate, sweet, and bouncy in texture, leaving an elusive floral scent in the mouth and was welcomed by everyone present.