These words shocked everyone in the hall.
Todd quickly did the math on his fingers: 5,500 silver moons, converted to purchasing power in his previous life, was roughly 2.75 million yuan! Just to buy a painting... The world of the rich is truly incomprehensible...
Queen Mary covered her mouth with her hand, her face full of surprise. She thought the painting might be expensive, but she didn't expect it to be this expensive.
The Count wasn't finished: "For Her Majesty the Queen, you built an art gallery, collecting nearly a hundred famous paintings from all over the world? I also heard that for Her Majesty's 20th birthday next year, you are secretly building a magnificent garden called 'Eden'? And..."
The king hissed angrily in a low voice, "Enough!"
The scene was truly thrilling, and Todd was overjoyed. The only thing that bothered him a little was that he hadn't brought a handful of roasted beans, nor had anyone offered him a small chair.
A familiar cough came from the back of the hall, drawing his attention.
Todd turned around and saw Baron Cumberland, fully armored, standing in the doorway, his eyes fixed on him, sending chills down his spine.
That old geezer.
Turning his head back, Todd sighed deeply.
“Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness, but I must decline the royal alchemist’s invitation…”
The priest's sudden speech brought a brief respite to the already tense atmosphere in the chapel.
Todd continued, "The Church has always regarded alchemy as a taboo art. If I were to accept the kingdom's invitation so openly, it would not only be detrimental to myself, but would also bring unnecessary trouble to Silver Ring City."
After listening to these words, everyone in the hall pondered them carefully and realized that what the priest said was entirely correct; it was indeed the truth.
King Guy VI, pale-faced, led his wife back to the throne. He saw Todd's face, which still held a hint of lingering affection and regret, and sat down helplessly.
His expression was full of frustration and shame, and the king nodded: "There's no other way."
“But…” Todd changed the subject: “In order to help the Silver Ring Kingdom, I am willing to pass on the technology of refining silver to the royal family.”
Upon hearing this, the hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
No one could believe their ears.
Is the priest willing to pass on his silver refining techniques to us free of charge?
King Guy VI trembled with emotion. He stood up and said, deeply moved, "Father, your character, your grace! You are the savior of the entire kingdom!"
The silver refining technology was of no use to Todd. He felt no remorse at transferring it for free. Firstly, the technology would only bring trouble, not help; secondly, the monks at the monastery already had a mountain of waste slag to refine, so he had no worries about their source of raw materials.
Todd said slowly, “We are all lambs under the Father’s rule. Love and mutual help are virtues that every believer should have. Moreover, there have always been some misunderstandings between the church and Silver Ring City that have not been resolved. I am willing to use my goodwill to restore the relationship between the two to normal. In addition, I received a ‘warm welcome’ from Her Majesty the Queen as soon as I arrived in the city. This can be considered a gift of thanks.”
Everyone understood the first two sentences, but few people understood the last one.
Todd still harbors resentment about that banquet. Without that deliberately arranged bet, none of this trouble would have occurred. He is extremely dissatisfied with Queen Mary for dragging him into this political vortex without consulting her.
Looking up, his eyes met Mary's. The annoyance in her eyes made Todd know clearly that the Queen must have understood the last sentence.
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"Aiden! What happened to the scratches on your face?"
On the streets of Muxi Town, the old craftsman saw a familiar face approaching and quickly covered the wounds on his face with his hands, but unfortunately, he was too late.
"Haha, I have a cat at home, but it's not very good-tempered. I accidentally got scratched a few times," Aiden Colm said with a forced smile.
An acquaintance winked and teased, "Is your cat a female? The kind that meows in the middle of the night?"
The old craftsman cursed angrily a few times, and amidst the laughter of his acquaintances, he fled in disarray.
Sitting on the beach, Aiden scratched his scraggly white beard and rubbed his aching back, his mood sinking to rock bottom.
The workshop, tools, and materials were all mortgaged and exchanged for eight bones.
His children mocked and ridiculed him, and his wife kicked him out of the house.
Is it worth it?
...
"Mr. Aiden, Mr. Aiden!"
The old craftsman squinted at the person who ran up to him on the beach and said suspiciously, "I remember... you're the dye shop owner who sold me the sacred bone the day before yesterday..."
The newcomer was panting heavily, his face filled with urgency: "Mr. Aiden, could you sell me back the sacred bone I sold to you? I can offer three times the price!"
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