With the departure of Mr. Buffett, the atmosphere in the hall became much more relaxed.

The Grand Duke's aura was so strong that even though his face was calm and his words were gentle, as long as he sat there, it was like a mountain, pressing people down and making them feel suffocated.

Even though the Marquis of Shillington was born into one of the eight noble families, had noble blood, and was powerful, influential, and prestigious, he couldn't help but feel a little insecure when facing Grand Duke Buffett.

In fact, Pompey and his son were also quite nervous.

Apart from the pressure from Grand Duke Buffett, Luther's plan has reached its climax. The next step is to obtain the title of nobility and return to Orange to rule the White Eagle Territory legitimately.

If they fall, they will just stay where they are, and what the Pompeii family does today will be meaningless.

To obtain the title is to be a king.

If you don't get it, you'll be like a monkey jumping up and down.

There is a world of difference.

What kind of conversation would King Odin III have with Archbishop Buffett?

What kind of thoughts will they have about the kingdom and the royal family's stance?

This is all uncertain.

"Grandpa Figo, the Prime Minister has already said that we are innocent. Shouldn't he give us a chair to sit down? Oh, and I'd like a cup of coffee, too."

As soon as Grand Duke Buffett left, Xingge became a lot more naughty and asked the legendary dragon knight, Grand Duke Figo, for justice.

Compared to Grand Duke Buffett, this legendary Mr. Dragon Knight is a gentle and polite nobleman who is usually easy to talk to.

He is not as shrewd and prestigious as Mr. Buffett.

After hearing this, the Excellency smiled, called a clerk serving in the hall, and asked him to bring four chairs for the four people to sit down.

Three people from one group sat in a row, and the Marquis of Shillington from the opposing group sat opposite.

The clerk actually made Xingge a cup of coffee.

Xingge said thank you, then crossed his legs and drank his coffee happily, which made Luther very envious. This is the status of the underworld.

"Sir Saul, I have tasted a very good wine before, called Pompeii wine. I heard that it was produced by a Pompeii family in Orange. Is it yours?" asked an important official curiously.

This gentleman has the same aristocratic appearance as always, very handsome, with the popular pale skin, slender and slim, very elegant.

"This is the Minister of Finance, Viscount Haugel. He is the king's purse. Sometimes when I have no money to spend, I will borrow money from him. Aren't you in great need of money? Go to him and he will lend it to you."

Xingge put down his coffee and introduced.

Luther's face darkened. This guy is exposing my dark history. Isn't it just that I owe you three million gold coins? If I delay for another seven or eight years, I will piss you off to death.

"We have a loan service in our Ministry of Finance. With Pompey's reputation, you can come to my office anytime to withdraw money up to 50 million gold coins."

Viscount Hauge smiled and said upon hearing this.

What is status in the world?

This is the status in the world.

Before this, who could know what the Pompeii family was? Even if Old Sol applied for a private loan from the Ministry of Finance as an Earth Knight, the amount would not be too high.

Maybe it’s within 10 million.

Officials from the Ministry of Finance will send people to Orange to conduct a detailed assessment and investigation of the Pompeii family's credit and industrial situation.

Then decide whether to provide a loan.

It's ok now.

The Pompeii family was already famous in the capital, and everyone knew about it. In particular, the relationship between the Pompeii family and Xingge seemed to be very close.

A loan of 50 million gold coins is available anytime.

This is the status in the world.

On the contrary, Viscount Hauge was not easy to talk to, even a little ruthless and impartial, and was also known as a miser.

Many nobles who thought they had a good relationship with Viscount Hauger went to the Ministry of Finance to apply for loans, but were ruthlessly rejected.

It was not easy for Viscount Hauger to give the Pompey family a loan of 50 million right away.

It also made the important officials present more aware of the status of Pompey and his son.

You have to know that Hauger is a very smart guy and he can judge people very well. Once he can tell a person's amount, then that person has that much value.

Can this father and son be worth 50 million gold coins just by their face? Of course, because Pompey and his son now represent the nobles with real titles, these nobles in the court really want to come up and chat and get to know each other.

But there was no actual action.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency." Old Sol bowed politely, then pointed at Luther and said, "If it's Pompeii wine, you have to ask my son Luther. He has always been running the family business, and I know nothing about it."

Old Saul's words gave Luther a chance to show off.

"So this little guy isn't just here for show?" The important officials thought as they looked at Luther.

Prior to this, the information they had obtained was that Old Thor was holding a bloodthirsty monster and fighting hard with Marquis Shillington, and a crack had been cut on Marquis Shillington's Black Spear.

I also know Xingge and the King of Eagles.

I also know a young girl and a young man.

That's right.

Before this, Luther had only two labels in the minds of the bigwigs, a young man, and a guy named Luther who was suspected to be the son of Sol Pompeii.

Now Luther officially debuts.

"Oh?" Viscount Hauge was also surprised and turned to look at Luther.

Luther rejoiced, Great is my Pompeii wine.

Luther didn't expect that Pompeii wine had quietly arrived in the royal capital.

What a great victory.

Luther was a man who was very good at taking advantage of opportunities. Back then, Luther had just entered the Golden City for the first time, but he became the new rich man pursued by the rich in the Golden City.

The wealthy people vied to make friends with Luther, and later Luther used these connections to accomplish many great things and became a big man in Orange.

Although this is the headquarters of the king's power, the bigwigs are all very aware of the positions of the nobles in their own court, and it is not easy to establish personal relationships with the nobles who hold actual titles.

But it is still possible for Luther to do something within his ability.

Luther started advertising again, and nodded with a smile, "Yes, Your Excellency. Pompeii wine is produced by our family."

"That's a really unique wine, but I like it. It's just that it's very difficult to find Pompeii wine near the capital. Please bring some for me when the war is over."

Viscount Hauger said delightedly.

Obviously this is another aristocrat of a different kind, a drunkard who likes strong liquor.

"Of course." Luther said with a smile, "But I have a better idea. When I was in Orange, I invented an agent system. If you are interested, I can entrust you with the agency rights of the ten provinces directly under the king. In this way, Pompeii wine can be sold all over the country, and you can drink it often. Are you interested?"

During this tense and exciting moment, Luther discussed business with the Finance Minister, Viscount Haugel.

Everyone present, including Old Sol and Xingge, were dumbfounded.

It’s so early today, I’m just being cute and asking for a ticket.

Meow meow meow!!

(End of this chapter)