"It's nothing, Grandfather. Let's make good use of this time to train hard. We can feed Leodo some high-quality food and resources so that he can become a phantom beast as soon as possible."
Marquis Daniel stared at Krober. He understood that there seemed to be a deeper meaning behind his grandson's words. Considering the intelligence he had gathered during this period, he seemed to know what Krober was going to say.
And as a noble who had followed Grand Duke Veronica since his youth, he was all too familiar with these subtle hints.
However, at this moment he chose not to ask any more questions, but nodded in agreement:
"Okay, kid. We'll do as you suggest.
I hope everything goes well and Leo becomes a phantom beast as soon as possible."
The grandfather and grandson exchanged a tacit look, then changed the subject and started talking about other things.
They chatted for almost half an hour until Grand Duchess Veronica came to the hall and they stopped talking.
"Good morning, everyone."
As the host of this place, Veronica was the first to greet the nobles.
"Greetings, Your Excellency the Duke!"
Grand Duchess Veronica nodded and sat upright on the throne. Her golden dress shone brightly, complementing the luxurious decorations around her.
Her beautiful face captivated everyone present.
The nobles offered their congratulatory speeches to the Grand Duke, their words full of flattery and respect.
Some presented rare treasures, and some presented precious calligraphy and paintings to express their respect for the Grand Duke.
But these were just ordinary things to Veronica, especially the guy from Thorn Island. Why did he give her a pure gold statue?
no?
You gave a golden dragon knight a solid gold statue?
And the carving is so ugly!
"This is our own vassal, chosen by ourselves. Be patient! Be patient!"
Resisting the urge to change the lord of Thorn Island, Veronica accepted the pure gold statue with an expressionless face.
He couldn't help but think of the time when he received the griffin cub from Krober on Amethyst Island.
"I wonder what he will give me this time? Will it be raw gemstones? But isn't it too expensive for him? Besides, he needs gemstones to make potions."
"Next one, Earl Stephen, from the Moonlight Mushroom family!"
(This is in the order of the medieval times. They are all XXX, and then come from XXX. I just wrote it that way, but it always feels a bit awkward.)
"Greetings to His Excellency the Grand Duke!"
Earl Stephen bowed, took out the gift he had prepared and handed it to the maid beside him.
The maid took the gift box, took a look at it, and then showed a look of disgust.
"Earl Stephen, twenty bottles of Moonlight Mushroom family potion!"
The nobles below were immediately shocked by these words. Twenty potions? Isn't Earl Stephen a bit too stingy?
In fact, twenty potions are not a small number, but they are indeed a bit shabby in comparison. With the background of the Moonlight Mushroom Count's family, shouldn't they only bring so few things to attend the Grand Duke's banquet?
This value and grade is just right for the Viscount...
The person involved, Earl Stephen, felt even worse than them.
Before the Western Expedition, he heard about the old man Daniel breaking through to the Sky Knight level, so he was anxious and used most of his family's assets to try to break through the Sky Knight level, but ended up in failure.
After the Western Expedition ended, the Golden Rose Family dominated the West and had begun to gradually erode the market of the Moonlight Mushroom Family. The living space of the Moonlight Mushroom Family was being slowly squeezed, so Earl Stephen had a stronger idea of breaking through the Sky Knight.
So he spent a lot of money to buy some potions to increase his mental strength, trying to break through the Sky Knight level again.
But alas, he failed again!
As soon as he came out of seclusion, the invitation to the Grand Duke's banquet was delivered to him. Most of the family's liquid funds were used to buy potions for themselves, so there was no money left to buy some rare gifts for the Grand Duke.
And even if you have money, it is not something that can be acquired in a short period of time.
Helplessly, Count Stephen had to take the few magic potions of his family and set off for Castle Saint-Golden, and prayed that the dragon would not give any expensive gifts at this banquet, otherwise the Grand Duke would remember this incident for the rest of his life.
Although he thought so in his heart, Earl Stephen's expression remained unchanged. He bowed slightly, then turned and left, leaving space for the next noble who came to give a gift.
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