272: Chapter 151, A Mischief at the Enthronement Ceremony_2 272: Chapter 151, A Mischief at the Enthronement Ceremony_2 The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener took it in.
Hudson could assume that Melissa invited him over to make a fool of him.
Making a fool of yourself?
Humiliating your fiancee might make you the laughingstock of everyone!
Noble children mature early.
Hudson would rather believe that this was intentional self-value display.
Compared to the major nobility, what Koslow Family lacks the most isn’t power, but knowledge and legacy.
For a thriving family, as long as resources are abundant, the speed of power increase would definitely not be slow.
But without a deep legacy, it’s hopeless.
Even if you want to steal it, you can’t steal truly precious knowledge.
A magic self-destruct device is just child’s play.
Who doesn’t have a few pitfalls in their important inheritances?
The efforts that the Major nobility puts into protecting their family’s knowledge inheritance cannot be imagined by ordinary people.
If you can’t steal, you have to trade.
Within the same circle, if the price is high enough, there is nothing you can’t buy.
How to operate effectively requires great competence.
Marriage alliance only being one method, Melissa can bring the basic foundation of magic knowledge, making the Koslow family give her the utmost attention.
Although these basic knowledge can be acquired from the library, the price is truly high!
“With so much knowledge for sale, and the kingdom’s massive allocation, your academy should be crimson with wealth, how can you say you’re poor?”
Hudson asked jokingly.
“Having a lot of knowledge, it still needs to sell well.
Most of the research results are meaningless, who would be willing to spend a lot of money?
The stuff that can really sell is the basic knowledge on display.
Many emerging Major nobles, seeking to richen their legacy, often send people here to copy a share.
Originally, the income of the academy was very high, but they have to support a group of professors obsessed with exploring the true principles of magic.
To my knowledge, as soon as one indulges in magic research, they almost always become poor.”
Melissa spread her hands and said with a twist of her mouth.
Clearly, a girl of her flowering age, finds it hard to understand the joy of spending all day in the lab.
There are not few female mages on the Continent of Aslante, yet very few truly become strong.
Behind almost every woman strongman, there is a story of twists and turns.
Privileged young noble ladies cannot settle down to pursue the truth of magic.
Seeing the topic deviate further, Hudson, who remembered that he was here for a date, said self-mockingly.
“Let’s go, hurry and take me away from this heartbreaking place.
This place that only has eyes for money is not somewhere a poor like me should go.”
…
Relaxing times are always short.
Rehearsing every morning, touring the capital with the beauty in the afternoon, time quickly came to the coronation day – Holy Calendar 99987, December 31st.
The auspicious day chosen by the great Caesar III himself got the face from heaven – even in the cold winter, it was a sunny day.
Just like the rehearsal, Hudson followed everyone in line, waiting for the arrival of Caesar III.
The Palace Square was already filled with spectators.
Such a grand scene only happens about once every five years.
The masses were filled with enthusiasm.
For a slightly more extravagant group, the rich merchants even brought out their expensive Memory Stones to capture the moment.
Without any other reason, it’s just to make the recorded information accurate and that enhanced their interest in it.
At the top of a building in the distance, the singers of the Rainbow Moon also watched the excitement.
Because of the distance, they couldn’t even discern the figures, let alone hear a conversation.
Professional commitments can be a bane.
As popular Singing Maiden Group members, they attracted public scrutiny wherever they went.
On such a significant day of conferring nobility, it was indecorous of them to steal the spotlight.
If they had been closely spectating and this caused a disturbance at the conferment ceremony, it would lead to a catastrophic blunder.
With such a murky sight and sound, the once enthusiastic group of maidens quickly lost interest and returned to their boudoirs.
Only Isabel stayed, admiring the far-off crowd of those being conferred from envious eyes, lost in endless contemplation.
“Isabel, your progress is not so good.
As soon as the conferment ceremony ends, that chap will return to their domain.
If you miss this opportunity, it will be much harder to approach him in the future.”
A voice of urging without the trace of emotion echoed in her ear, pulling Isabel, who had been lost in fantasies, back to reality.
Glaring fiercely at the messenger, Isabel turned her head in resentment and said:
“Let him go if he wants to go!
This damned mission is quite impossible to complete!”
It’s not that she hadn’t tried hard enough, she just hadn’t been able to find any opportunities to work her charm.
Since the time they arrived at the capital, Hudson would be at the Royal Palace rehearsing every morning and would go wandering with his fiancee after.
Even after arranging several chance encounter opportunities, at the very end, Isabel ended up forced to cancel.
No matter how infinite her charm may have been, she cannot use it in front of a person’s fiancee!
Facing such an adversary, Isabel felt hopeless.
If not for the tempting reward of this mission, she would have thrown in the towel already.
“It’s too late now!
There’s no such thing as abandoning a mission halfway in the organization.
No matter what, whether the Blood Moon Horn is in the Mountain Domain or not, needs to be clarified.
The higher-ups have started considering the possibility of purchasing the Blood Moon Horn.
You can test and negotiate with the Mountain Viscount.
If the price is not too high, buying it isn’t a bad idea either.”