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Chapter 429 - 429 428 Lord Charles

Chapter 429: Chapter 428 Lord Charles Chapter 429: Chapter 428 Lord Charles The campfire burned.

The focus of everyone’s attention had shifted from Eric to Charles.

Russell spoke calmly, “Charles, my family tutor and my capable assistant in managing the territory. Although your fighting spirit has waned and you cannot fight alongside me on the snowfields, your diligent work has solved many worries of the territory.”

He paused.

Giving Charles, as well as everyone else, some time to digest.

Then Russell continued, “You may not have achieved military exploits, but you are also my loyal follower, contributing greatly. Therefore, tonight, I, Russell Fluorescent Fungus, shall also share my glory with my follower Charles.”

Having said that.

Russell looked at Charles who was shocked, disbelieving, and in a trance, and could understand the other’s feelings at this moment.

He had already revealed his intentions of conferring a knighthood to Eric, but he had never revealed them to Charles.

And Charles had never dreamed of being ennobled. His thought was to nurture his son, to let his son continue following Russell, aiming for an opportunity for ennoblement.

Because he himself, did not meet the qualifications for fiefdom.

Apart from the second sons of great nobles, if any knight wished to be ennobled, he first had to be a great knight and contract a phantom beast.

Without being able to contract a phantom beast, how could one protect their own manor?

It never crossed Charles’s mind.

He, who should have felt dejected that night, was actually sharing the glory of his lord Russell like Eric the Phantom Beast Knight, and moreover, he was ennobled before Phantom Beast Knights like Grove and Katie, becoming the second noble under Baron Thunderflame.

“Sir!” Charles didn’t hesitate; the moment Russell’s words finished, he knelt on one knee.

Tears could not be held back, streaming down his somewhat wrinkled face.

Without pausing, Russell said directly, “Charles, from this day on, I will grant you the title of noble. You will become a faithful noble under me, Baron Thunderflame, and I, bestow upon you the manor, serfs, and the rights of a manor lord.”

Charles did not have a contracted phantom beast, so Russell could not bestow one upon him.

Whirring buzzing!

At that moment, Charles, just like Eric, felt so light-headed that he saw stars.

Fortunately, he was much more agile than Eric and soon regained his senses, then crawled on the ground, kissed the tip of Russell’s shoe, and then pounded his chest, swearing an oath, “Charles swears fealty to death, Sir!”

After that, he heard the most wonderful shouts he had ever heard in his life.

“Lord Charles!”

“Lord Charles!”

“Lord Charles!”

The cheers continued until the self-service barbecue dinner began, servants were busy grilling, and knights stood, squatted, or sat on the ground enjoying the feast.

Only three nobles.

Russell, Eric, and Charles were able to sit on chairs and enjoy the fine food.

“Lord Eric, come, let us drink together!” Charles waved his beer mug at Eric.

Both were once Russell’s teachers.

But over the past two years, Eric’s status as a Phantom Beast Knight had firmly overshadowed him. Now Charles had finally regained his confidence; he and Eric had both become nobles, restoring the status where neither was superior to the other.

Eric also uncharacteristically did not stay stern-faced, but instead smiled as he clinked glasses with Charles, “Cheers, Lord Charles.”

“My goodness.” Charles muttered, “No wonder you usually don’t smile, when you do, you look like you’re going to eat children.”

Eric’s smile turned awkward.

Then he gulped down a large cup of beer, and after finishing it, his whole demeanor turned solemn, reverting to his usual taciturn expression.

Having wiped the smile off his old rival’s face, Charles was in high spirits and picked up his cup to find others to drink with.

Russell savored the manor’s home-brewed dark beer in small sips.

This was a cup of magical beer.

He owned a Hops Elf Insect and cultivated 150 acres of hops magic potion, which was used not only for making magic elixirs but also for brewing magical beer, to serve as hospitality drinks during banquets or for personal enjoyment.

“Sir, let me offer you a toast,” Charles said, coming over to Russell with a cheeky grin after enjoying a round of being addressed as “Lord.”

Russell raised his cup and said, “Since you’ve become a lord, your work is inconvenient; you still assist my brother in taming the Black Fire Plains. When the Black Fire Plains become self-sufficient, I’ll plan manors for you and Eric.”

At this stage, the Black Fire Plains were without even a land plan, so naturally, there was no way to immediately allocate estates to both of them.

Charles nodded repeatedly, “Of course, Sir, there’s no rush for the manor, no rush.”

In fact, he was very eager to enjoy the pleasures of being a manor lord, but the reality was evident, leaving him no recourse.

Russell swirled his cup, “Cheers!”

“Cheers, Sir!”

The barbecue buffet dinner lasted for more than an hour, and while the beer was not strong enough to intoxicate the knights, their filled bellies sufficed to make everyone delighted.

Having eaten his fill, Russell yawned, “That’s enough for tonight, everyone should go and rest as soon as possible.”

After saying goodbye to the Black Oil Dragon Ross, perched on a pillar, he mounted Unicorn Polly and, like lightning, pierced through the night, returning to the Cigar Courtyard moments later, took a bath, let the water run, and sprawled out in the comfortable big bed.

And began to dream sweet dreams.

Yet this night was destined to be sleepless for many.

Eric was sleepless, tossing and turning in his temporary residence, so he simply pulled the droopy-eyed Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound into an all-night chat.

“Kevin, I can hardly believe it, Sir has granted me the title of lord!” Eric said excitedly.

Kevin rolled his eyes.

Eric continued, “And from now on, you and I will truly be one, my manor is your manor, and together we will plan… though, the location of the manor is still unknown.”

Kevin lifted his eyeballs slightly.

Eric sighed with a click of his tongue, “I never expected Charles to be ennobled by Sir as well, Sir is truly a kind and nostalgic person. Following such a Sir, how can one not give their all? I must work even harder from now on!”

And so, Kevin, who was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open, had to endure a whole night of Eric’s talk about “zeal” and “gratitude.”

In the end, as he watched the sky outside the window gradually turn pale, Kevin kept his silence in frustration, “Your spiritual cultivation isn’t progressing much, Eric, you need to reflect on yourself!”

And on another side.

Charles also spent the whole night wide awake, emerging with dark circles under his eyes as dawn approached.

Half of his night was spent in fanciful thoughts about the blissful life of a lord, while the other half pondered over the world’s temptations.

Previously, because of Katie’s promotion to Phantom Beast Knight, he no longer dared to entertain the thought of pursuing Catherine.

“But now that I’ve become a lord, Catherine might not become a Lady, but it’s still better than a lonely life,” Charles thought with a hint of smugness, “However, now that my status has changed, Catherine doesn’t seem… as beautiful as she used to.”

People’s hearts change easily.

The former Charles would light up at the sight of Catherine, feeling that she was perfectly above his aesthetic standards.

But now, having become a lord, upon reevaluating her, he just felt Catherine was quite ordinary.

“Tsk, tsk, better forget it. I, Charles, now a lord, am not someone Catherine could easily get!” Charles rubbed his eyes and circulated his fighting spirit to slightly alleviate his dark circles, “A knight should prioritize his career. What a beautiful new day it is!”