Chapter 462

"Master Abel, your Baroness has been restored, but the Duchy of Carmel has no way to contact you for a while, so it has not been able to inform you!" When Prince Ernest saw Abel's displeasure with the cutting of the Marquis, he was helpless.

Abel was also a master blacksmith when he was cutting the marquis. The most important thing was that the senior Wizard of Clifford forced him to pass, and his majesty Ambrose could not agree.

Who knows that as soon as this side promised to come down and cut the title of Abel, Abel over there became a master blacksmith. What's more, the principal, senior Wizard of Clifford, died in this way and directly let the kingdom of St. Ellis stand on top of him.

Who has the misfortune of the kingdom of St. Ellis? This kind of thing that even the senior wizard will be killed, which hasn't happened in hundreds of years, has happened. The fourth blacksmith master in the whole continent and the first blacksmith master in the human world have also appeared.

At the same time, the kingdom of St. Ellis encountered two impossible things, which made Ambrose very helpless.

"My aristocracy has been restored?" Abel still likes to have noble status, because it can make his family better live in the secular world.

Abel's expression relaxed a little. A baron's identity was not very important to him, mainly because he was too oppressed. A master blacksmith was deprived of his manor by a principality.

The reason why Baroness is unimportant is that he wants to be knighted simply, just like the Duke of stutton in the kingdom of St. Paul. As long as Abel agrees to settle there, there will be Earl titles and a large number of fiefdoms.

"It's not just the restoration of the title. Leandre George, the former king of the Duchy of Carmel, has abdicated. If you don't get rid of your anger, the empire can take him to your castle and dispose of him!" Said the Duke of Ernest with a smile.

When Abel heard this, he was shocked. He thought that the Duke of Ernest didn't want to harm him. He took a king to the castle and lynched him. After that, his reputation in the aristocratic circle would be over, and it would also affect the two families, the Harry family and the Abel family, which he represented.

But seeing the honest appearance of the Duke of Ernest, I understood that this was to let him down. I couldn't help laughing and saying, "abdicate, and don't let him appear in front of me!"

"Master Abel, you are too tolerant!" The Duke of Ernest bowed himself and said that he also felt a sigh of relief. If the king of St. Ellis really gave Abel a king from his own country, the consequences would be far-reaching.

"Duke Ernest, excuse me, I'll go and greet the others!" Abel didn't intend to accept the grant of the kingdom of St. Ellis. He didn't even intend to accept the grant of the kingdom of St. PALLD, because he didn't want to take certain responsibilities because he accepted the grant of the Empire. Everyone knows that these grants are not free, and will eventually be converted into a certain return to the Empire.

"Master Abel, don't you want to hear from his majesty Ambrose?" Asked the Duke of Ernest confidently.

However, he knew that after careful study of all the information of Abel by the intelligence organization of the kingdom of St. Ellis, he finally made this grant, which may not be the best one, but he believed that it was the most difficult for Abel to refuse.

"Please say it!" Abel stopped. Prince Ernest's words made him curious. He turned to Prince Ernest and said.

"You have been knighted Earl of the kingdom of St. Ellis!" Said the Duke of Ernest in a deep voice.

At this time, the Duke of stetton, the kingdom of St. Paul, sneered: "this condition is not good. If master Abel wants to, I can make you a marquis on behalf of the Empire!"

Abel doesn't care about the rank. As long as he is alive, even a lord can't be looked down upon. If there's not enough ability in the family and he's not there, it will cause trouble.

"Grant the harvest city as your territory. All the people in the harvest city will become your territory. The nobles in the territory will automatically become your subordinates. If you don't want these nobles in your territory, the empire can replace these nobles' territories." The Duke of Ernest went on confidently.

"Harvest city is just a food producing area. There are not many mineral resources. It's just a general enclosure. Your kingdom of St. Ellis is too stingy!" Duke stutton laughed.

But unlike the Duke of stutton, Abel had a bright future. The harvest city was his family's place. This kind of grant satisfied him 12 points. The mineral resources may be used up one day, but the high-quality land is the permanent wealth.

Harvest city is in the front of the whole holy land, far away from the war. If his fiefdom is determined there, and his magic tower is built in Harry castle, even if there are some scattered orcs coming, it can be quickly cleared.

"Duke Ernest, does his majesty Ambrose need me to go to the city of Denan to be granted? I may not have time to go recently! " Abel calculated the time, now the wanted has been lifted, and he is a formal wizard. The matter of the magic tower will be put on the agenda, and there may be no spare time for a long time.

When Prince Ernest heard the meaning of Abel's words, he couldn't help but rejoice. He bowed and said, "master Abel, please rest assured that your majesty Ambrose has told you that as long as you accept this gift, it will take effect automatically. Of course, your majesty Ambrose welcomes you to his palace at any time!""Congratulations to master Abel!" The Duke of stutton did not have anything unusual because Abel had promised the grant of the kingdom of St. Ellis. At this time, he bowed to Abel with a smile to congratulate him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's get the Earl's rank for master Abel and take up the wine glass and drink it!" "The Duke of Ernest is very inspiring," he said, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

"Drink!" Everyone here picked up their glasses and congratulated.

In fact, everyone here knows that this Earl's rank is just icing on the cake. It doesn't have much practical significance for Abel, but the idea of nobility is rooted in everyone's mind. It's also a very congratulatory thing to have a higher rank.

"Master Abel, when can I serve? You can't make me drunk and not serve!" Bernie shouted after a sip of wine.

"You guys, it's my faux pas. Because my dishes are very special, they must be the best when they're just made. So I didn't bring them up in advance. Now everyone is here. Let's serve!" Abel first bowed to all the people in the audience and said the last sentence to Butler arkwyn who was coming in because the guests were all there.

Soon servants began to carry huge plates in. Today, because of the large number of people, Abel asked the kitchen to put the boiled fish, sweet and sour sirloin, spareribs soup and fried steak on the table on a large plate, and then let the guests take their own small plates, while the steamed eggs were put on the table on a small bowl.

All the dishes are watched by special servants, who will inform the kitchen to make up the deficiency in time.

When the servants lifted the lids of the four huge plates, a strong fragrance immediately filled the whole hall, and everyone, whether wizard or noble, was intoxicated.

"Master Abel, you are the only one who can eat such authentic dishes!" Lorenzo senior wizard exclaimed.

He had been a guest in Abel, and had been to the place where he had forgotten to eat. He would certainly have this exclamation in comparison.

Just at this time, several servants came in with the tray. They put small bowls with steamed eggs on the tray and walked to the table. The servants carefully put the small bowls on the table.

"You are welcome. The dishes here are made by the Royal chefs of the kingdom of Saint Paul. This level is absolutely first-class!" Abel laughed and introduced.

"Master Abel, the chefs in the Empire don't have this level. You are so humble. Who knows that the dishes you created are unique in the city of leant!" Said the Duke of stetton, from the kingdom of St.

"Master Abel, I'm welcome to eat this steamed egg first. I can't sleep at night every time I think of the taste. Although the steamed egg in the forgotten place is also good, it's far from the taste of your place!" Lorenzo senior wizard reached for a bowl of steamed eggs and said with a smile.