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Chapter 390 - 390 389 Lord Charles (Additional Release

Chapter 390: Chapter 389: Lord Charles (Additional Release, Seeking Monthly Votes) Chapter 390: Chapter 389: Lord Charles (Additional Release, Seeking Monthly Votes) The ennoblement of a new baron was a major event that had not occurred in the Shadowflame Duchy for decades, and the ceremony was naturally grandiose and complex.

However, due to the absence of the Grand Duke, the Council of Elders is currently in power.

Therefore, the ennoblement ceremony of the Duchy’s sixth baron, Baron Thunderflame, will be simplified, omitting many unnecessary steps.

After the new Grand Duke ascends, the omitted parts of the ceremony will be made up.

The date was set for March 20th.

The site of the ennoblement ceremony was decided to be the administrative hall of Red Castle, presided over by Regent Lady Anxia Sunfire. All Russell needed to do was swear loyalty to the statue of Quentin Shadowflame, the founder of the Shadowflame Duchy.

While steps could be skipped, the scene could not be omitted.

The baron ennoblement ceremony required the attendance of two earls of the Shadowflame Duchy, five barons, and over three hundred lords of the duchy.

Even if the earls, barons, or lords could not attend, designated successors had to be present.

They bore unanimous witness to the birth of a new, hereditary nobleman who, by right of succession, would truly be the master of this nation; all others – the serfs, freemen, and common knights – served merely as servants to their masters.

The entire Wuyao Snake Manor was engulfed in a festive atmosphere from the moment the Messenger Knight Order arrived, celebrating day and night without rest.

There wasn’t much to be done on the farm during the ice period.

The serfs could share in the glory of their lord with peace of mind. An elderly serf, sobbing with joy while puffing on his pipe, said, “Our lord has been promoted to baron, wu wu, and from now on, we will be the serfs of Lord Baron!”

His grandson asked curiously, “Grandpa, grandpa, how are Lord Baron’s serfs different from those of a lord?”

“Foolish child, of course there’s a difference,” the old serf tapped his pipe, but couldn’t quite put his finger on what exactly that difference was.

It seemed that whether they farmed for Lord Baron or a lord, farming was still farming.

However, looking at his grandson, the old serf found a difference: “Lord Baron needs to maintain a Knight Regiment, and will train many lads like you to become knights! And with all the many industries needing supervision, if you can’t become a knight, you can work as a supervisor!”

“Knight!” The grandson’s eyes shone with excitement, “Grandpa, grandpa, I want to be a knight!”

He picked up a stick, imitated the stabbing of a knight’s lance, and let out battle cries like “Charge!” with his mouth.

In this world, to be a knight was to be righteous!

At this moment in the Cigar Courtyard, the knights were gathered in abundance. Eric said in a muffled voice, “Sir, everyone’s gone to Red Castle, but who will guard the manor?”

“Otherwise, I could stay behind in the manor,” suggested Katie.

“No need, I have already confirmed with Fluorescent Castle. Knight Commander Kendall will stay and patrol the manor and will also visit Wuyao Snake Manor,” said Russell with a slight smile, his voice raised, “As my followers, naturally, you should witness the moment of my glory!”

Charles immediately agreed, “Indeed, Sir will be glorified at Red Castle, and how could we miss such a moment!”

Knight Attendant Tom, with a choked voice, said, “I never thought I, a mere Armed Knight, could step foot in Red Castle!”

It had been three years.

Of the four Knight Attendants originally accompanying Russell, John had already died in battle on the Snowfield, leaving only Tom, Jack, and James.

Unfortunately, none of the three had managed to carve out full meridians to advance to Great Knight, making it unlikely for them to reach that rank in their lifetimes. Only by becoming a Great Knight could one qualify to transcend the ordinary, bond with Contracted Phantom Beasts, and Bipedal Flying Dragons.

Below a Great Knight, one was merely a commoner.

Jack, too, had mixed feelings, finding it hard to imagine that he would one day witness his lord’s promotion to baron as a Knight Attendant.

Only James chuckled, “When Lord Roman assigned me to serve the Sir, I knew this day would come. Our lord is wise and valiant, ascending to Dragon Knight, Lord of the Dragon Domain with ease; baron is just the beginning!”

Upon hearing this, Russell laughed heartily, “Indeed it’s a new beginning. Gentlemen, hurry back and prepare new attire. The day after tomorrow, join Fluorescent Castle’s convoy, and set out for Red Castle, following me to the baron ennoblement ceremony!”

“Following the Sir!” Charles shouted, “To attend the baron ennoblement ceremony!”

“Following the Sir!” echoed everyone in agreement.

Back at the officials’ dormitory, Glontan Bainroot opened his trunk of clothes and meticulously picked out an appropriate tailcoat.

He was only fifteen but was about to be promoted to Great Knight.

Leaving the Rootline Family to follow Russell, he didn’t regret a single bit. And now, witnessing Russell’s promotion to baron further proved the correctness of his choice.

“Big Brother Russell… Sir, is just getting started; being a baron is only the beginning, becoming an earl… and even one day, Sir will surely gain the recognition of the Shadowflame Dragon and become the master of this country!”

In his eyes, Russell was the future Dragon Knight, the perfect incarnation of a knight he held in his heart.

In another dormitory of the officials’ quarters.

Charles hummed a tune while his wife brought one suit after another, measuring them against his increasingly plump body.

“This won’t do, it’s a bit old.”

“Too tight and too close-fitting, it’s uncomfortable to wear.”

“This one won’t do either. See, there’s a repaired seam here… Good heavens, don’t I have a single new suit?” Charles complained.

His wife, annoyed by his demands, scolded, “With our meager income, where’s the money to buy you new suits every day? And your belly is getting bigger each day, it’s even bigger than when I was pregnant, so even if we bought a suit, you wouldn’t fit into it!”

“You woman, how dare you talk to me like this?” Charles glared, “Do you know who I am now? I am the Chancellor of Records for Lord Baron, and soon, all the officials of Black Fire Plains and Leize will heed my commands!”

With that said, his wife’s body went limp, “Yes, yes, my Lord Charles.”

“Hurry up, go to town right away, and buy me a fitted suit, and one for yourself as well. You’re going to accompany me to the baron’s investiture ceremony,” Charles said indifferently, his confidence bolstered by power.

His wife, who usually loved to argue with him, now became docile and obedient, a feeling that was particularly sweet.

“Hehe, hahaha.” Once his wife left, he looked at himself in the mirror, involuntarily breaking into a gratified snigger, “Charles… Sir… Hahaha, I am Lord Charles now!”

At the same time.

In the Cigar Courtyard, servants bustled about, cleaning the dining room, living room, study, and other rooms that had just hosted a banquet.

Russell’s personal attendant, Ram, sat restlessly at the foot of the stairs, fidgeting with a button on his clothing.

Until the maid Phoebe came by, “What’s wrong, Ram? You seem to have a lot on your mind.”

“I…”

“Come on, talk to me.” Phoebe said gently.

That quickly eased Ram’s emotions: “I’m a bit nervous, Phoebe. We’re just about to accompany the master to Red Castle.”

“Isn’t that a good thing? The master is about to become Baron Thunderflame, and you, you’ll become the personal attendant to Lord Baron,” Phoebe chuckled softly, covering her mouth as she did—she had buck teeth and always covered her mouth when she laughed.

“But I’m not feeling secure… Phoebe,” Ram said, troubled. “You know, the master hardly ever takes me with him when he goes out these past two years… Sometimes I even doubt whether I’m really his personal attendant.”

Phoebe replied, “That’s because the master moves like lightning, and you can’t keep up with his pace. But when he comes back to Cigar Courtyard, doesn’t he still have you serve him?”

“I… I’m really afraid the master will dismiss me.”

“How could that be? The master is someone who cherishes the old. Not a single servant in Cigar Courtyard has been dismissed,” Phoebe said.

“But the master will soon be a baron and will move to a new castle.” Ram still lacked confidence. “You know, I’m not actually a competent personal attendant, and the master might replace me.”

Phoebe thought for a moment, then said, “Perhaps it’s precisely because you’re not a competent personal attendant that the master will keep you.”

“Huh?” Ram was taken aback.

“You know how we maids always sneak peeks at the master. From what I observe, the master is very reluctant to be served by male attendants, especially when it comes to physical contact,” Phoebe explained. “You’re clumsy and rough, and when the master asks you for his clothes, you just hand them over, not going out of your way to help him dress…”

In conclusion, Phoebe summarized, “The master might just appreciate that about you, an unqualified but qualified personal attendant.”

Upon hearing this, Ram’s expression awkwardly froze.

But his confidence suddenly returned.

Just as Phoebe said, he might not be a competent personal attendant, but he was the personal attendant the master was most satisfied with.

That was enough!

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