Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Viscount!” But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded. Following the sound, the magic apprentice was in the distance, walking towards George and the others at high speed.
At this moment, the magic apprentice’s forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was a little pale. Obviously, he had just rushed back from outside the city and was somewhat affected. But at this moment, his face was full of joy. When he came in front of George, he let out a long sigh of relief, it was as if a huge stone in his heart was lifted.
“Viscount, I’ve finally found you!” The magic apprentice said with a smile.
“Mage, why are you here?” However, George and the others were very surprised by the appearance of the mage.
“This… it’s hard to explain in a short time.. Simply put, the Lord was afraid that the beast-eared lady wouldn’t be able to find you, so he asked me to find you.”
“It’s a good thing that we found you!”
The magic apprentice followed George and the others and walked towards the Lord’s place.
At this moment, everyone’s eyes were on George. The escorts of the knights and the slaves who were originally by the Lord’s side followed behind George.
“I don’t know what kind of luck George has, but he’s risen up!”
“That’s right! Ever since he went to tame that runaway slave, he became a noble!”
“Are you envious?”
“I’m envious but you have to have that fate!”
“That’s true, haha!” The commoner watched George and the others leave.
In the hearts of the commoners, George was only second to the Lord.
In the hearts of the commoners of the territory, the Lord is an indelible hero.
A man stood behind the commoner, his eyes were fixed on George as he left.
His eyes, unlike those of other civilians, were full of ferocity.
It was as if there was nothing in his eyes but hatred for George.
The man was none other than Tora who had been humiliated by George at the gate.
Tora’s heart was filled with hatred for George. It was George who made it impossible for him to raise his head in front of the civilians.
This made it impossible for Tora to go anywhere in the entire territory. Every time he went out, he would be ridiculed by a group of civilians. If it were not for the protection of the slaves around him.
Every time Tora heard the civilians ridiculing him, he could only order the slaves to beat them violently.
This only made the commoners feel that Tora was only a person who could order the slaves. He couldn’t even be compared to the lowly George from before.
“George! Why are you guys so envious of him!” Tora said these words fiercely, these words came out of Tora’s mouth one by one, making everyone around him feel that Tora was unconvinced of George.
When everyone around Tora turned around and saw that Tora was standing behind them, they gradually dispersed under the threat of the slaves around the leader.
Everyone understood that the more George was loved by the Lord, the more Tora hated George. But what could they do? George was now a Viscount while Tora was still a commoner. He was just a better slave owner.
When Tora found that everyone around him had dispersed, he hated George even more. He said to himself, “George, I will definitely trample you under my feet! I will make you suffer all kinds of humiliation!”
George sat in the Lord’s previous carriage, this showed how much Lord Webern valued George.
Under the gazes of the people, that kind of envy and jealousy made George’s little bit of vanity feel greatly satisfied.
The territory, the Lord’s Mansion, was located on the smoothest ground in the entire territory.
Lord Webern’s family had dominated this territory for a hundred years. Although the Lord’s palace had been built around the territory, the largest one was undoubtedly Lord Webern’s Lord’s Mansion.
In front of George’s eyes, on the slope in front of him, there was a carpet-like green lawn, sparsely dotted with pale white flowers. It was full of vitality, completely different from the desolate and empty surroundings.
In the center of the lawn, there was a spacious and elegant castle-like mansion. The entire building was made of pale yellow and white stones. Green vines were crawling all over the place. Some of the vines even had small white and yellow flowers blooming on them.
Although it was daytime, the mansion was brightly lit, and people could be vaguely seen inside.
“There’s actually such a beautiful house!” Jenny could not help but cheer. She looked at the dreamy mansion with an infatuated look, and her eyes were almost shaped like a heart.
The courtyard of the mansion was like a world filled with birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers. Unknown beautiful birds rose and fell in the courtyard from time to time. The main road was covered with a layer of white jade. On both sides of the road, there were small, lush trees.
On the left and right sides of the trees, there were two long, isolated pillars. At the top of the pillars were two lifelike sculptures of angels. The pillars looked like they would lift up their clothes at any time and walk down from the stone foundation.
Further outside was a soft green bush. It was surrounded by a circle of hollowed-out carved fences and entered the courtyard. It appeared to be a vibrant green color. A few lush trees stood upright among the flowers and plants, exuding the unique fresh fragrance of the plants.
The carriage passed through the hall and followed the straight continent made of jade until it arrived at the main gate of the Lord’s Mansion.
The hall was covered with colorful stone panels. It was spacious and bright. The skylight facing the door was shooting a beam of golden sunlight, which made the hall even more resplendent. The walls were decorated with two rows of murals, which were delicately carved and covered with gold foil. They were gorgeous and eye-catching.
“If this mansion wasn’t located in this godforsaken place of the territory, I would have believed it without hesitation even if you told me that it was the palace of the Emperor.”
Jenny walked to the French windows on both sides of the door and touched the black porcelain-covered windowsill. She raised her fair and tender fingers and said, “It’s such a pity that only the Webern family has lived here for a hundred years!”
George got off the carriage as Jenny exclaimed and followed her into the hall. However, his gaze was attracted by the murals in the hall.
George observed the murals on the wall. It was the image of an old man. The sculptor was proficient in the art of knives. The other party’s brows were as clear as a knife carving. His gaze was deep as he looked ahead as if he was thinking about an unsolvable mystery, it was also as if he was immersed in a unique scenery.
“Little brother George!” At this time, Lord Webern walked in amidst the crowd of slaves.
“I might have to trouble you this time!” Webern walked towards the main seat in front of him. As he passed by George, he patted George on the shoulder.
This made George feel that Lord Webern was summoning him with bad intentions.