Abe the Wizard

Chapter 64 Prince Wyatt

Abel didn't give Master Bentham a detailed introduction to the features of this super cow truck. He didn't want to deprive Lord Marshall of the pleasure of receiving gifts, so Master Bentham didn't know the value of this cow truck, he just thought Abel had modified the shock absorption, and Master believed Abel had the ability to do so.

When Abel sent his father's family and Master Bentham into the lobby and returned to Lord Marshall, he heard Lindsay coming from outside the castle.

“The Honorable Master Thorin Oak Shield is here! ”

The Master and Lord Marshall did not know each other, but Lord Thorin knew that Master Thorin was Abel's master blacksmith evaluator and also sent an invitation to the master blacksmith. He thought that Master Thorin would not attend the dinner. The invitation was sent only out of courtesy, you know that dwarves usually rarely attend human banquets, but this Master Thorin is still here, only because of the importance he attaches to Abel.

“Welcome, Master Thorin!” Abel bowed sincerely.

“Hello, Master Abel, although the Lord and Seal of Humanity are nothing to you, I bring you the blessings of the Blacksmith Guild!” Master Thorin's attitude was very clear, and his arrival made it clear to all that the Blacksmith's Guild stood behind Abel.

“Master Thorin, you will stay in the castle after the banquet, I have something to ask you!” Although Master Bentham studied for some time in the Dwarves, he was not the Dwarf master of blacksmiths, some of Abel's questions, but he had to ask Master Thorin to understand that he had wanted to visit Master Thorin after everything had recently been busy, and this time Master Thorin himself came to give Abel the opportunity to make his request to Master Thorin in advance.

“Of course, Master Abel must have some wonderful ideas, and I will stay.” Master Thorin understands that Abel must have something new to ask him, and Master Thorin is thrilled to share his forging experience with him.

“Harvest the city lord, the noble Viscount Dickens! ”

“His Royal Highness Prince Wyatt George, the Four Princes of the Principality of Carmichael, is here! ”

The sound of the doorway shocked all the guests, and the news that the Lord of the City had come to dinner with the four Princes of the Principality shocked everyone.

Lord of the City rarely attends other people's dinners, let alone leaves Harvest City to attend them.

And His Royal Highness the Four Princes of the Principality of Carmichael, how could such a noble identity come to a Lord's birthday dinner?

Lord Marshall and Abel, the owners, had walked to the door, where two carriages were parked, followed by eight knights, and the owners had left the carriage and were measuring the castle.

“Distinguished Lord of the City, Your Royal Highness Prince Wyatt, Castle Harry welcomes you!” Lord Marshall bowed down to the two men.

“I came to congratulate you on your birthday with a little gift.” Viscount Dickens' attitude spoke enthusiastically and handed over a small box.

Lord Marshall picked up the box and opened it and said, "It is my fault that I didn't invite you because I knew you had a chance. ”

In the box is a medal with a portrait of the Harvest Goddess, made personally by a senior priest in the Harvest Goddess Temple, and a rich medal blessed by the Goddess through rituals.

The Medal of Mercy is cumbersome and can only be made every few years, but at the same time countless lords want to receive the Medal of Mercy in order to enrich the Goddess's refuge in the land of the Territory, so it is even more difficult to ask for the Medal.

Obviously, it is not difficult to obtain the Medal of Mercy as Viscount Dickens, but Viscount Dickens was very careful in sending this gift.

“Thank you for your gift, it is too precious!” Lord Marshall put the gift away in a box and said with a smile on his face.

When Prince Wyatt saw Viscount Dickens deliver the gift to the Marshall knight in front of him, his face was a little ugly. Although he had come with Viscount Dickens, his relationship with a great nobleman like Viscount Dickens was not good, or in the Principality of Carmichael, the royal family and all the great nobles were nervous.

Prince Wyatt's stature is noble, but this presupposes that, in the presence of his father, King Spender George, if King Spender dies, he, as the four princes, will be expelled from the palace, given only an aristocratic title, without territory, and that his descendants will no longer be able to use the name George. If Prince Wyatt's descendants do not succeed enough, the ultimate fate is that his descendants will become civilians.

So every prince, except the great prince, tries to earn the kung fu, because during their time as princes, there were guardians sent by the king, who had a much better chance of gaining the kung fu than ordinary people.

A few days ago, when Abel commissioned Edmund's Magic Weapon to be auctioned in Gumba City, Prince Wyatt was playing in the south and heard that he had not had time to return to the auction.

There are not many such magic weapons in the human world, and Prince Wyatt's role as a junior knight, whether for his own use or given to his men to buy hearts and minds, is enormous.

When he arrived in Toyota City, he saved his mind to meet Master Abel and buy magic weapons in person, just in time for the Castle's celebratory dinner, which led him to Harry Castle with Viscount Dickens.

But in a hurry, he didn't bring any gifts with him. His belongings were either too valuable or too low, and there were no suitable gifts to give, and Viscount Dickens was clearly trying to strike the royal prestige.

And the name Harry, which also offends Prince Wyatt, the Harry family in the capital city of Ganba in the Principality of Kamei, is one of the largest families in the Principality. Confrontation with the royal family is already an open matter, and the Prince has just learned that Master Abe's Harry Castle is the branch of the Harry family in Toyota City.

“Knight Marshall, come in a hurry, no gifts, please forgive me!” Prince Wyatt smiled and bowed slightly.

Albert on one side sees pride in Prince Wyatt's courteous smile and calls Lord Marshall a knight. Although he has not been officially awarded a royal award, in the tradition of nobility, he should also change his name to Lord.

“His Royal Highness Prince Wyatt, it doesn't matter, your arrival is in itself the greatest honor of Castle Harry!” Lord Marshall said with a smile on his face, despite some discomfort in his heart.

Welcome two distinguished guests into the lobby, instantly the atmosphere in the lobby is warm, self-identified aristocrats go to talk to the lord of the city, Prince Wyatt, and those nobles who are not qualified to talk to the two are also full of joy, this is the biggest talk, can say to others that they have had dinner with the lord of the city, with His Royal Highness Prince Wyatt, what an honor!

“Master Abel, I'm here to buy a magic weapon.” While Abel and Master Thorin were talking about forging, Prince Wyatt came with a glass of wine.

“My magic weapons are commissioned to be auctioned by the Edmund auction house, where you can buy them if you want.” Abel did not want to ignore the prince, he had nothing to ask of the prince, and his attitude towards Lord Marshall just now made Abel very uncomfortable and euphemistically decline.

Dwarf Master Thorin frowned a little at this time. His Royal Highness's demands were unreasonable. Although the work of the Blacksmith Master would also be sold privately, it was a friendship between acquaintance friends, and the Blacksmith Master had to live. The experimental material consumed by each master was an astronomical number, and it was also the result of these experiments that supported the improvement of the level of the Blacksmith Master.

“Ten thousand gold coins, buy you a magic weapon.” Prince Wyatt seemed to have failed to see Abel's refusal and offered the price directly in an arrogant and somewhat charitable tone.

Abel could not understand the act of a prince quoting directly on a dinner occasion, which was a very rude act, and even the silent dwarf master Thorin was somewhat surprised.