Abe the Wizard

After Duke Albert unraveled the Falun Front, Abel's mind was filled with thoughts.

I am afraid that this news today has not been known to anyone in the entire human world except him, or at least not to the Kingdom of St. Ellis, who would otherwise never have been given a full register of such an important food region.

And the Three Goddesses Springs he unintentionally created are likely to provide enough food for mankind, provided that no one forces him.

For 10 years, a reduction in food production would make the entire food supply difficult to sustain.

The status of the Principality of Kameh has improved, but its strength has to be increased accordingly, including Abel's own powerful top strength, as well as many knighthood powers.

Knight power is very important. According to the rules of humanity on the Holy Continent, wizards cannot interfere too much in the world, and knights are the solvers of all conflicts.

Thinking of the arrival of the Great Knight of Bodley, and the loyalty of those four vulture knights, of course, is still a problem, but he still has a solution.

With the addition of these forces, the knighthood power of the Principality of Kameh can be strengthened considerably.

Next, Abel sorted out her emotions and continued her conversation with the other guests with a smile.

“Master Abe, your palace is truly unusual!” Bernie held a large cup of master's wine and some shook up and came over and said.

Abel looked at Bernie and couldn't help but throw up. You know, he just asked Bernie to help watch over some of Cyril's senior wizards, and he turned himself into this.

“Bernie, drink less!” Abel persuaded softly.

“It's okay, I'm a Dwarf. Dwarves don't get knocked down by booze!” Bernie said proudly after a large sip of the master's wine in his hand.

Abel shook his head, stopped trying to persuade him, and the wine wouldn't make guests happy, which was not a good host.

“Master Abe, each of your ornaments is worth a fortune. You can be assured that you have not emptied the entire palace treasure trove?” Bernie had a little drunkenness, but his mind was very clear.

As the heir of the Dwarf's sole business family, he knows much more about luxury goods than most human aristocrats, and every ornament here is of treasure class.

“Bernie, you're amazing. How did you know I'd empty the palace treasure trove?” Abel laughed.

When Bernie heard this, a lot of wine disappeared. He pointed to Abel and said, "You can really make it, and this coral is just as good as it gets. Look at this, how peculiar this style is. At first glance, you can see that it's not the style of the Holy Land. Such artwork can only be found in ancient ruins, or transported from distant places. In either case, it's valuable enough to make people greedy! ”

“Just some little ornaments, in the eyes of a wizard, these are beautiful garbage!” Abel said with disdain.

“Master Abel, will these artwork be stolen here?” Bernie glanced around and found that no one was paying special attention to these works of art, so he asked.

“The last thief, healed and flattened!” Abel joked.

“It's flat when you're healed!” Bernie repeated it and found out that Abel had fooled him, and he laughed.

Of course, Bernie is not the only person in the lobby who knows the goods, and many of the noblemen have studied the works of art, and after being seduced by the food, they begin to appreciate the works of art in the lobby.

More and more exclamation came through the hall, especially when nobles saw the armor set in the hall, full of horror in their eyes.

“It's Town State Equipment!” Count Enoch looked at this complete set of magical knights swords, magic shields and magic armor, especially the crest of the Georges family above.

The Georges are no longer a noble family, and the crest has become history, but the sentiments of the nobles present for the crest, especially the equipment of the Duke of the Founding Fathers, are very emotional to them.

And of course, more nobles are constantly praising Abel for taking out these treasures, which he has only heard of in legend, to show the atmosphere.

Especially this set of township equipment symbolizing the Principality of Kamai, which has always been legendary, is the only figure in the Principality of Kamai and has never been seen in kind.

Abel was very satisfied with the admiration of the decorations in the palace, and he showed them to all who came to the palace, something of little value to him, but possibly only for ordinary people, and even nobility, for life.

The party has been going on for about an hour now, and the next step will be the prom.

Of course, the club process was entirely developed by the Berbich Butler, who developed the entire club process in accordance with the royal tradition.

Abel, the owner, first invited a woman to the first dance, and the nobles entered the dance floor after Abel had entered.

When a group of royal palace musicians showed up, the guests in the room stopped the glass in their hand and stopped talking, waiting for a woman who would be the lucky dancer chosen by Abel.

When the music sounds, Abel's aristocratic education has a social dance, except that he has little chance of attending a dance, let alone dancing.

When Abel smiled and walked past one aristocratic lady after another, every one looked at him with the anticipation, but one disappointed to send him away.

He came to his mother, Nara, at a time when she looked like a teenage girl for the use of 'colorants' and ‘full revitalizers'.

So when he bowed down and reached out his hand, countless jealous eyes looked at Nara.

“Mother, may I invite you to your first dance?” Abel's voice made those jealous eyes disappear for a moment, and his mother's face made all the women jealous again.

“My god, how could King Abel's mother be so young?” An aristocratic lady was astonished.

“Yes, look at her face. If only she was 18, people would believe it!” Another noble lady said with envy.

Of course, nobles here, especially those from the three empires, knew something, and soon the guests present knew that Abel's mother was supposed to have taken the Pokémon's medicine, "Pokémon."

Where did this' colorant 'come from, it goes without saying that Abel must have given it to his mother, and where did Abel's' colorant 'come from?

In the meantime, many of the guests looked at several of the guests of the Pokémon, especially the Dukes of Albert and Carrie.

After seeing the eyes of these guests, the Duchess Carrie couldn't help but bite her teeth. Hate could not tell her that Abel was a master of alchemy. It took her a lot of time and energy to get a dose of ‘colorant medicine' herself, so she almost put her life together to get it.

Guests are not too disturbed by the nobility of the elves' guests, but His Majesty Emperor Aldous and the Duke of Chesterton, the rulers of the two empires, do not have much to worry about, climbing with the Duke of Albert.

Alec, the great prince of the Kingdom of St. Ellis, knowing that his identity was a little lower, walked towards the Duchess of Carrie, who was about to speak, but greeted her with a cold glance, and the scent of Duchess of Carrie's intermediate Druid was slightly revealed, almost making the Empire Prince ugly.

Alec, the great prince, hurriedly retreated as if he had seen a serpent scorpion 10 meters away from the Duchess of Carrie, before relieving himself.

The club lasted until the evening, and Berbich Butler was very experienced, with some of the rare shows that usually took place in the club, which made the whole club a happy atmosphere.

After the concert, most guests opted to leave directly using the transfer method because of the transfer method.

“Father, I have accepted the invitation of Master Abel to remain in the Principality of Kamei for ten days, with your permission!” Prince Rancier, honest as a quail, spoke respectfully to His Majesty Emperor Aldous.

“Since it was an invitation from Master Abe, stay and remember to get along well with Master Abe!” Emperor Aldous said with a smile on his face.