"Um?"

Alan's question made Angus suddenly stunned.

Everyone was gossiping about the extinction of the Duke of Newcastle's family, so why are they suddenly talking about the heir?

"The Ministry of Noble Affairs has been looking for it for so long, and if they say it's gone, then it's gone..."

As he spoke, Angus couldn't go on, and even... his hair stood on end.

…

"You know what? Angus... When I was serving on the ship, I read gossip. At that time, there was a discussion about which noble family would disappear in the next few decades. At that time..."

Alan stared at Angus and said dimly, "Actually, the number one family is the Duke of Manchester's family, which is your family."

"But now... you are still alive and well, while the Duke of Newcastle's family was wiped out first, and no heir was found... not even one was found. In our family, my father and my eldest brother were in trouble, and what about me... Such a big Duke family has no one left?"

“…”

Angus stared at Alan blankly, then began to realize that this was too abnormal.

The Duke's family of Newcastle is not small and cannot be compared with a declining ducal family like his.

Moreover, the Duke of Newcastle has been a favorite in history. Although they have made mistakes, they have a good relationship with the royal family!

How good is it?

Even when the King of England ascends the throne, after sitting on Edward's throne at the ceremony, he will wear a glove on his right hand. It is a white glove with gold thread woven on the back. This right hand is used to hold the scepter representing royal power!

It is the scepter inlaid with the Cullinan I diamond, and this extremely important glove was presented by a certain generation of the Duke of Newcastle. Even the back of the glove is embroidered with their family crest!

Isn't this considered a favorite?

But such a family could just disappear like that?

Even if Angus was a prodigal son, even if he was stupid, he could sense that something was wrong, and it was something that he couldn't think about any further!

…

Angus swallowed and looked at Allen, and suddenly realized that the situation in recent years seemed very bad!

He even had an accident in America last year, which...

Isn’t it? It’s not a coincidence?

If Alan hadn't helped him, would his be the first duke family to become extinct in recent decades?

Then……

Oh, and there’s the Kano brother. His accident happened so suddenly!

Here...

"Alan...your family..."

"Okay! Let's stop talking about this. This is not something we can discuss. I'm living a good life now, right?"

Alan had some idea of ​​what Angus wanted to say, but there was no point in just guessing here and scaring themselves.

He is working hard for this kind of thing now. He is not low-key, nor too high-profile. He tries his best to make his presence felt and increase his influence!

…

"Come, drink with me."

Alan stood up and pointed with his chin at the food and drinks on the small table behind them.

"This... Chinese wine? I'm not used to it."

"Just take a sip, who told you to drink it all in one gulp?"

Alan looked at the Duke of Angus who was like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and reminded him.

I didn't care and just reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts. In this kind of weather, in the evening, with a light breeze blowing, and I had just broken out in a cold sweat, it was quite pleasant to eat some peanuts and drink some wine.

…

Angus followed suit and stuffed a handful of peanuts into his mouth. He then took a sip of the white wine and licked his tongue because of the spiciness.

"You said... this kind of thing."

"Don't tell anyone else about this news. Let's just pretend we don't know. Whoever wants to worry about it can worry about it!"

Angus still wanted to discuss this topic with some sympathy, but Alan didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"I asked you to go to Congress more often, isn't it just to let you feel more important? That's enough. Anyway, there's nothing worth worrying about in your family."

“…”

Angus glared instantly, he sounded so worthless, he was a duke after all!

Although he was a bankrupt duke with a fallen family.

"Alan, I understand, but I'm still a little scared. I want to go out and relax, but I don't know where to go."

…

Relax?

Alan looked at Angus, the big guy, sitting there with his belly sticking out.

"Well, after Christmas, you can go to Australia. I'm planning to open a steel mill and a canning factory there. I'll give you some shares and you can help me take care of them. Didn't you brag to me that you were doing well in Australia?"

"Australia? Open a cannery? What are you going to do? Eat kangaroo meat? Is that something people eat?"

Angus, who grew up in Australia, still feels a little nauseous when he thinks of kangaroos.

"You go when you're told to go, and you don't want the money you're given? Do you still want to be a spendthrift?"

Alan was a little impatient with this guy's pickiness.

"Okay, just take it as a way to relax."

Angus held the small wine glass and drank it in another gulp.

It's safe to go to Australia anyway, and as for the hunting trip to West Africa that I had agreed with the Duke of Kent, I had to cancel it.

Now when he saw people from the royal family, he was instinctively a little scared and wanted to hide. Even though he was of no value, he was still afraid.

Sighing, Angus looked at Alan, raised his glass again, clinked glasses with Alan, and then calmed down and chatted casually, "What are you busy with recently?"

"Me? If you had come a few days later I would have left. I want to watch the Olympics."

"Where are you going?"

"Korea, didn't you watch the news?"

"What's so good about a crappy Olympics?"

The Duke of Angus curled his lips and showed no interest in the Olympics.

"Do you think I like watching? I'm going on a mission, a mission assigned to me by His Highness!"

Alan was not very willing to go either, mainly because Korea was a place that was really hard to describe.

Count on your fingers, are there any specialties there?

Is the US military considered a specialty?

There is nothing else besides this, right?

Swill pot?

What's so good about those corners?

…

At about six o'clock in the morning on September 13, when Alan was still sleeping, on the second floor of the manor castle.

In Huth's office.

This is an extremely spacious office with a very classical overall decoration style. The furniture is all old-fashioned wooden furniture that is hundreds of years old and is covered with patina.

There was a newly hung oil painting on the wall. The man in the painting had black hair and wore a monocle. His eyes were staring straight ahead with a sharp gaze. His beard was trimmed very beautifully. He was wearing a well-fitting black suit with a medal and the Hill family emblem hanging on his chest.

This is a portrait of Hut that was painted by a painter after he was knighted by Allen.

Every day when he was working, he could see from his head that Hut in the oil painting was at least 10 to 20 years younger than the real Hut. Unlike the current Hut, his hair was almost white and he had to dye his hair frequently.

…

"Well... the jewelry boxes have been shipped away, but what about the young master's clothes? Have they been arranged?"

Hutt was holding a thick folder, which contained all the supplies that Allen was going to bring on his trip to South Korea.

He and William’s clothes alone totaled more than 300 sets!

When we went on vacation before, we didn’t have to be too particular, but this time it was a mission assigned by His Highness, so the young master needed to show up.

At times like this, the noble background can be reflected.

Hut prepared more than a hundred sets of clothes for Allen!

Clothes for attending various occasions, including shoes and matching jewelry, should be different for each different occasion, each stadium, and even for each shot of the Earl!

This is the style!

…

Listening to several assistants reporting on the prepared supplies one by one, the young master would be away for a longer time this time, and he would have to bring not only clothes but also food and drinks by himself.

I heard that places like South Korea are short of supplies and have nothing. Whether it is meat, vegetables, or even drinking water, everything has to be airlifted there. For this reason, Hut even chartered a cargo plane to airlift fresh ingredients to South Korea every three days.

In addition to these, dozens of servants will be brought along this time, including those who give the young master massages, massage his legs, run errands, deliver meals, check food safety, pass messages, and be stylists, makeup artists, etc.

His Royal Highness William's tutor also needs to be brought over. His Royal Highness Charles said that even if he is going far away, his studies cannot be interrupted. If he wants to be lazy, no way!

In addition to these, there are also bodyguards, weapons, ammunition, etc., and dozens of pages are written about all sorts of things.

Each assistant was responsible for a category. Some supplies were transported along with the special plane, and some were transported later on a cargo plane. Each item had to be arranged. Although old Carl had already gone to South Korea to check the situation and make preparations, Huth was still worried and checked the supply list over and over again.

…

At this time in Hong Kong, it was just past noon due to the time difference.

After the lunch, a short, fat old man with white hair and a cane, wearing an English suit, looked very stylish.

He said to Wei Dewei with a flattering look on his face: "Your Excellency the Governor, do you think this is how I should arrange this matter?"

Wei Dewei was a little impatient, mainly because the matter the old man talked about was a little troublesome.

He had received a notice to take care of the British participants in the Olympic Games held in South Korea, which is very close to Hong Kong, if they needed anything, he would take care of them.

But he didn't dare to disclose the person's itinerary, it was private!

Moreover, as governor, he had no obligation to help these locals.

Although this old man was not in a very high position and was not particularly rich, he had many connections and asked a lot of people for help. Wei Dewei was able to attend the luncheon out of courtesy. It would have been unreasonable if he hadn't said anything.

"In fact, the Earl is a very mild-tempered person. You don't need to resort to such tricks. He may not even remember you."

"Hey, hey... Your Excellency is right, but Your Excellency the Count doesn't care. We do! Please, Your Excellency the Governor, please take the trouble to speak up for us."

"Well... okay, I'll call Mr. Allen and tell him after he arrives in Korea."

After saying this, Wei Dewei got into the car, and this banquet was over.

The old man looked at the Jaguar going away and sighed.

…

There is an old Chinese saying, "I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, but I am afraid of thieves thinking about it!"

This year has been really eventful. First, a British guy came to Hong Kong to select actors. Coincidentally, the actor he selected was related to his son. Or maybe it was not that they were related, but that his son fell in love with the actor.

Then……

That's how a small grudge was created.

In the end, the other party seemed not to care, so he personally beat his rebellious son in public.

But the actress had gone to Wales to film a movie, and when she came back, the old man asked someone to secretly inquire about her.

The other party was really just filming a movie there, and nothing happened.

The old man, who thought he knew the British very well, was startled at first and felt that something bad was going to happen!

If something happened between her and that guy, then everything would be fine and it would be over.

But nothing happened. Is this normal?

The old man knows too much about the film industry.

This is not normal!

Is it because that person felt disgusted with you because of that little thing?

Or what?

He couldn't guess these things, and then he had to wait until July, when the news came on TV.

Earl Allen took Prince William to the school to complete the transfer procedures. From now on, Earl Allen would serve as Prince William's guardian and take care of him for a period of time!

This news is so scary!

There was Cromwell, the Protector of the Kingdom in British history, and there was Cao Cao in Chinese history!

With the prince in his hands, and the man who looks like a bad person, if he has any grudges in his heart, not to mention his son, even this old man, as long as their family is still in Hong Kong, he can make their entire family disappear in minutes!

This is no joke.

And they can't run away.

…

After living in fear for more than a month, the old man finally saw hope a few days ago when the news on TV announced the list of British personnel participating in the Olympics!

That earl is going to Korea, with a tour group to the Olympics!

He asked people for help, used connections, and finally hosted a banquet for the governor, all in order to get the governor to convey a message to him that he wanted to reconcile with the Earl who might have his eyes on their family through his own means.

For the sake of this settlement, he put most of his fortune on the line and also inquired about the other person's preferences. He felt that he could definitely satisfy her.

As for what Wei Dewei said, that person might not even remember what they said.

The old man didn't listen to these words at all. He didn't dare to gamble on the chance. What if the other party remembered it?

The gap in status between the two sides is too big. The strong one doesn't need to care about the weak one, but the weak one should act like a weak one!

If he had not been more careful and cautious, how could he have survived in Hong Kong for so many decades?

…

"Cousin, what are you doing?"

William held the game console in his hand, looked out the window curiously, then stood up to pull Alan who was confused.

The clouds outside were all white, and it got boring after just a few seconds of looking at them.

"You can either sleep or play games!"

Alan pulled off his headphones irritably and looked at William dejectedly.

"I'm tired of playing!"

"Then shall I ask the teacher to give you lessons?"

"I'm sleeping! I'm not attending class."

As soon as Alan threatened the teacher, William instantly became obedient. He went back to his folded bunk obediently, lay down and covered himself with a small blanket. He was as well-behaved as he could be.

"If you're hungry, call me. If you're not hungry, don't call me. We still have to adjust to the jet lag!"

Alan added another sentence.

The two of them slept in a specially arranged cabin. There were no outsiders in the entire plane except servants, teachers and bodyguards.

As soon as he got on the plane, Alan put on headphones and listened to music while dozing off, just to adjust to the jet lag so that he could have a good time over there.

Then we can see what the so-called Four Asian Tigers are like.