Chapter 401 – Golden Mansion
If the gray magic tower lord’s mansion is called ‘Salt Mansion’,
The Golden Duke’s mansion was called the ‘Golden Mansion’.
The golden roof was not gold leaf.
The golden gate was also not gold leafed.
The golden bars were also not gold leaf.
It was all pure gold.
Wealth is limited.
If someone picked up a gold coin on the side of the road, it meant that someone else lost a gold coin on the side of the road.
Since they are so wealthy, someone must be eating dirt instead of bread.
Anything in excess would become poisonous.
The same was true for wealth.
The mansion topped with pure gold was poison.
It aroused jealousy in viewers and stimulated a sense of relative deprivation. It also made the hungry people angry.
Nevertheless, no one attacked Golden Balthazar.
Even thieves who sneaked in to steal gold items and rioters armed with bamboo spears, claiming that it was difficult to make a living, avoided the golden mansion.
What is the reason?
This was because wealth led to the military.
The private army led by the Golden Duke, the knights led by the Golden Duke.
They are said to be capable of fighting against the armies of a single country – who would dare to challenge the Golden Duke’s mansion?
In fact, even the rebels who rose up to overthrow the empire during the civil war did not climb the walls of the Golden Mansion.
That was the golden mansion.
A mansion and castle covered in gold.
This was the reason why the golden mansion was also called ‘Golden Castle’.
Of course, there was no golden ball here right now.
Since he was the prime minister of the empire, he would have been guarding the emperor’s side.
Guarding the mansion on behalf of the head of the family were the Golden Duke’s five sons and two daughters.
The other kids will be in another city.
They must be the ones with the right to succession. Perhaps he is receiving training as a successor next to the Golden Ball.
So, it was safe to say that the guys remaining here in the bullpen mansion were criminals.
They held banquets and drinking parties every night, and also invited women in and held jousting competitions, awarding a golden chest to the winner.
They all seemed to have withdrawn from the front line and were engrossed in their own pursuit.
My two daughters were no different.
She was not yet married and was staying at the mansion. Even though she had a fiancé, she was extravagant by decorating herself with all kinds of jewelry and dresses at banquets, and there were even rumors that she had a fit knight come to her room every night.
“Flora, why don’t you be quiet at night. “Didn’t the moaning sound even reach your brother’s room?”
“Phahahahaha…! “How hard did the careless bitch pound the rice cake mill…!”
A dining area where the Golden Ball’s children sit.
All kinds of delicacies were spread out on the luxurious table.
From steamed lobster the size of Seojun’s forearm, grilled sea bream dipped in truffle oil, and jet-black sturgeon roe.
Gulp – I’m naturally drooling.
Seojun stood guard behind the sixteen men, keeping his back straight.
He was by the guard knight Arnold Wolter and Sarah Camelot.
“Oh my! How clean they are…! Oppa, stop taking the medicine! “Look at those yellow teeth. Oh my god, is that a nobleman or a lowlife?”
Flora Balthazar.
She was the thirteenth daughter of the Golden Ball.
“Everyone be quiet. Let’s protect our hair. “The drivers are all watching…”
Roberta Balthazar.
Twelve Maids of the Golden Ball. She smiles brightly and looks at Seojun. The sight of her sticking out her tongue and licking the cream off the fork was absolutely adorable.
“Keuhum…”
As Seojun avoided his gaze, the Twelve Girls burst into laughter.
Almost a week has already passed since I stayed at the Golden Duke’s mansion.
At first, no one paid any attention to whom the guests that Sixteen-Man Anvil were.
It was Golden Balthazar, who was said to have captured nearly half of the empire’s wealth.
There was a constant flow of customers who wanted to make a mark, and among them were merchants trying to start a business, magicians trying to do research, and swordsmen dreaming of becoming knights.
No matter how poor they were without the right to succession, they were also heirs of the Golden Ball’s bloodline.
Pushing a person they liked, supporting magic research, or turning a clumsy swordsman into a knight – it wasn’t even a task for them.
So how many customers will there be?
It wouldn’t have mattered if it was crowded with people coming every day to try to get their eyes stamped.
But the current situation was a bit strange.
“Hmm, but Anvil…”
Fifteen, who was cutting well-cooked veal with a knife, wrinkled the tip of his nose and pointed the tip of his knife at the woman sitting next to Enville.
“When are you going to introduce me to that lady?”
At that question, the girl with light brown hair sitting next to Enville shook her shoulders.
The fork and knife that were playing around awkwardly fell onto the bowl and clattered! It made a sound.
“I’m sorry.”
“Are you okay. “Don’t worry about it, Lily.”
Enville said that with her smiling face, and she answered while looking at her older brother.
“This is Lady Lily Bessie.”
When her fifteen asked who Lily was, everyone except her Anvil, of course, looked at her with an appetizing look on her face.
Instead of holding a knife, one of them had his hand down his pants – it was obvious what he was doing under the table.
“Hmm – aside from that, the eating method is a bit awkward, isn’t it? The same goes for cutting a knife… Are you a noble?”
Twelve takes a spoonful of her cream and puts it in her mouth – Roberta Balthazar asks, curling the corners of her mouth.
Enville was not embarrassed at all and shrugged her shoulders.
“She is the daughter of a fallen family. It’s been less than a week since I learned etiquette. “She said she didn’t even know she was a nobleman.”
Then, looking at Lily, she smiles and asks.
“Is that so?”
“Yes? Ah, yes, yes…”
I could see at a glance that he was very nervous.
As Prince Anvil said, Lily has been constantly learning the etiquette of nobles over the past week.
How to say hello, how to handle a fork and knife, how to walk with shoes on, how to smile, how to say no, how to dance with a man…
However, she was not capable of learning perfect etiquette in just one week.
Even more so, at a meal where the sons of great nobles gathered together, my body stiffened due to the tension.
“Is it so? But the Bessie family… I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it… Are you a count? Or self-author?”
Unlike Twelve Girl – Roberta, Thirteen Girl – Flora had an expression full of curiosity.
Lily glanced at Prince Anvil with flounder eyes and answered in a low voice.
“I am a male writer…”
“Baron Bessie? Have you ever heard of it?”
“No.”
“What about my brother?”
“I don’t have one either.”
When Flora asked here and there, everyone shook their heads saying they didn’t know.
She seemed to be laughing at everyone – she had a sneer on her lips. Lily’s complexion darkened when she saw that.
The Bessie family actually existed. Seojun also saw Prince Anvil buying a title from an old man.
I heard that he lost his fortune through gambling, but I think he sold his title and used the money he received to go to the gambling house again.
In any case, they didn’t seem to doubt the existence of the Bessie family.
However, you know how easy it is to buy and sell titles to Golden Balthazar.
“So? What are you going to do with that big-breasted daughter of the Bessie family? Hehe, do you want to get married?”
When Flora snorted and pointed at Lily’s big tits with her fork, she was shocked and quickly covered her breasts with her forearms.
“Why are you covering it? “I was watching it well.”
The 11-year-old, who had put his hands in his pants and was exhaling warm breath with his face wide open, licked his lips.
Lily’s face turned as red as a tomato. Unsure of what to do, his eyes roll across the floor and look at Seojun standing behind him.
Prince Anvil let out a deep sigh and stood up.
“I’ll just get up now, brothers and sisters.”
Prince Anvil bowed her head politely, took Lily’s hand and helped her up.
Perhaps it was because of her high-heeled shoes, or perhaps because she was nervous, but her legs were shaking, and she could barely walk with Prince Anvil’s support.
“I think the words are a bit harsh.”
As Seojun muttered quietly, Sarah Camelot, who was standing next to him, tapped his forearm with her fist.
“Just shut up. “Don’t cause trouble.”
When our eyes meet, he shoots me a look that says he will kill me if I say one more word.
As soon as Seojun shrugged and silently followed Young master, a playful voice was heard from behind him.
“After you finish eating, give me a bite too, little brother!”
“Me too!”
“Let’s all just eat together!”
Everyone bursts into laughter as everyone says a word.
Even the other knights who were secretly glancing at her tits burst into laughter.
Speaking to that, Prince Anvil stopped walking and finally uttered one word.
“I was afraid my father would be hostile.”
At those words, the noisy restaurant became quiet as if cold water had been poured on it.
“Her second-eldest mother passed away not long ago. The empty seats must be filled. “Isn’t that the duty of a son?”
Kwiik-
The door closed behind me.
