Chapter 028 - Someone from the Imperial Capital

Raymond was in a good mood, all the way from the courtyard to the main gate, every servant and the Viscount's guards he encountered greeted him respectfully, and this old butler who had almost dedicated his life to the Viscount's house, with half of his feet in the coffin, smiled extraordinarily brightly.

"This is all thanks to Young Master." The old butler's heart burst with emotion.

The old master regained his title and returned to the Viscount's House, the lady's eyes were healed, and the young master not only came back, but also became a summoner, a summoner who could defeat a rank six saber-toothed dragon. Just thinking about these, the old butler couldn't help his white beard from twitching straight up and his eyes narrowed to a slit.

Moving back to the Viscount has been a month time, at this time in the early morning, the sun is bright breeze and warm, the old housekeeper with a leisurely step in the gate turned around, only to feel that now this Viscount House of the air are sweeter than before a few points. Under the eyes of the guards, he nodded to them with a smile and turned around to walk towards the mansion.

"Master should be reading in the pavilion by now, and it's time for morning tea. Madam is probably still reading the account books, and the proper green fruit juice will make her mind clearer. Young master practiced until midnight yesterday before he went to sleep, so I have to instruct the maids not to disturb him." The old butler calculated in his heart and walked through the gate.

"Hilary!" Came the softly bellowing from behind, followed by the old butler hearing several horse neighs ring out, and couldn't help but look back.

The gate of the Viscount's mansion stopped a carriage, the first thing that caught his eye was the four steeds pulling the carriage, the old butler could tell at a glance that they were from the Bowron Empire's famous purebred Dawan ponies, all of which were over two meters tall.

The one who drove the carriage was a red-haired man, his body was slender nor could he be seen to be happy or sad, the carriage behind him was made of fine mahogany, and on the top of the carriage was carved a badge the size of a man's head with a sword and violet pattern.

"Someone from the Harriman family!" The old butler didn't dare to be slow, and turned around to meet them.

Blue velvet car curtains picked open, a middle-aged man stepped down, white face, flat not see a crease of gray robe, spring-like smile, showing good cultivation.

"Hello." The middle-aged man smiled at the old butler, "May I ask if this is Viscount Crowell's residence?"

The old butler busily bowed and said respectfully, "Exactly, I am Raymond, the old butler of the Viscount's house, please ..."

The middle-aged man picked up decently, "Hello Mr. Raymond, you may call me Bernie, I am from the Imperial Capital and have been instructed by the Marquis of Sweet to come and pay my respects to Lord Viscount Crowell."

The old housekeeper heard more dare not neglect, busy accompanied him to the inside, there are clever servants ran to the front to inform the master.

Clare was a little flustered for a moment on hearing that it was the Marquis of Imperial Sweet who had sent them, when Linda also received the news, and the latter was much more composed than he was, and together they made their way to the drawing-room.

The man named Bernie saw Crowell and Linda come in, and went up to salute, and after a few words of chilling out, several people were seated as hosts and guests.

"How is the Marquis' health?" Clare smiled and said, "I haven't been to the Imperial Capital in almost twenty years."

Bernie owed his body and said, "I'm sorry that Lord Viscount took the trouble, Lord Marquis has always been in good health. When I came here Lord Marquis also said that he had not seen Lord Viscount for many years, and asked me to greet you on his behalf."

"Dare not dare not dare." Clare hastily waved her hands and said with some embarrassment, "I'm a junior, where can I take up the responsibility."

Bernie smiled slightly, and did not say anything. At this time, several maids wear flowers butterfly-like tea and fruit should be things, and respectfully backed out, this interruption, but also alleviate some of the awkward atmosphere in the hall.

"Is there anything else Mr. Bernie wants this time?" Linda sipped her black tea and looked at Bernie with a smile.

Bernie returned a smile and said, ''The imperial capital is far away, the marquis heard the news of young master Nicholas' disappearance a month ago, he was extremely furious, but it happened to be that the imperial capital was tied up in some important matters, and he wanted to inquire about this matter a few days ago, but then he heard that young master Nicholas returned unharmed, so the marquis put down his heart. I am here on the Margrave's order to take Young Master Nicholas to the Imperial Capital. As the Viscount and his wife know, the Marquis and Mr. Hadley have always been close friends, and because the disappearance of Young Master Nicholas has touched their hearts, they want me to take Young Master Nicholas to the Imperial Capital. Besides, the conditions in the Imperial Capital are much better than Ferro City, with numerous academies and many masters, Young Master Nicholas can also train there, and his future will naturally be unlimited."

"This Bernie is so eloquent, he's quite a character." Linda said in her heart as she put down her teacup.

Hadley was the father of Viscount Crowell, who had died of an early illness, and had studied for some time in the imperial capital, and it was at that time that he became acquainted with the Marquis of Sweet. Bernie's words, that is to say, expressed the marquis on the importance of friendship, but also reflects the family elders to Nicholas "care". The intention of this trip, although it seems to be inquiring, in fact, the meaning of the words is very clear, must take Nicholas to the imperial capital can not.

Of course, Marquis Sweet also meant the same thing, only that it would definitely not be said so euphemistically. Under Bernie's eloquent speech, not to mention Crowell's face of gratitude, even the old butler who was standing was a bit excited.

Linda smiled wanly and said: ''Thank you, Lord Marquis, for taking the trouble, I am not afraid of Mr. Burney's joke, this is the only child in our family, he has been a bit pampered since he was a child, and we can't do anything about his unwillingness. After being kidnapped some days ago, Nicholas has suffered a lot, but after getting out of danger, his temperament has changed, and he is much stronger than before. Since Lord Marquis intends to cultivate him, we are naturally grateful, and there is absolutely no reason to push back."

Bernie smiled with satisfaction and said, "This is the best, young master Nicholas has traveled a long way on this trip, and it will be much more inconvenient to come back again. The trip to the imperial capital is also not in a hurry, when Lord and Lady Viscount have made arrangements, just send someone to Count Ross to inform me."

With that, Bernie stood up and bowed, "I won't bother Lord Viscount." Clare hurriedly stood up, and when she saw Linda sitting quietly without moving, she sat down again with a red face.

"Take your time Mr. Bernie." Linda nodded to Raymond, and the old butler complied, accompanying Bernie outside.

"Indolent." Linda glared at Crowell and said, "How can you say that you are also a Viscount, even if Bernie has a high status in the Marquis' residence, he is just a servant. You're too enthusiastic, instead, you make people despise you, which may not be a good thing for Nicholas to live in the imperial capital in the future."

Clare smiled sardonically, and did not know what to say, her white cheeks growing redder and redder.

"Puff." Linda's face bloomed like a flower and snapped, "Where do you look like a viscount, I think the old butler is more like a nobleman than you."

"Hey." Clare's face came over and gave Linda a quick peck on the cheek, seeing Linda's pink and glossy face instantly fly up in two red clouds, he then showed a satisfied smile after his prank.

"Ahem ..."

Hearing a cough from behind them, Clare and Linda jumped in shock and quickly separated as if they were thieves, turning around to see that it was Johnsan walking in with a ghostly look on his face.

"Nicholas, practicing summoning magic also need to pay attention to rest ah, I heard Tina say you went back to bed in the middle of the night last night." Linda asked with a stern face, just eyes with spring water face redness has not faded, not see the majesty but flat with some charming.

"Uh." Johnsan nodded and probed at Crawl, who was sitting upright, holding a copy of the Nile Poems in his hands.

Shrugging his shoulders, Johnsan said, "It doesn't matter, there's nothing to do anyway, so it's fine to cultivate whenever you want." Saying that, he faithfully picked up the green fruit on the table and "clicked" a bite.

"Well, do what you like, I don't care." Linda sighed and said, "Just now ..."

"I know." Johnsan bared his teeth at the sourness of the green fruit and grinned, "Tina told me just now, and there's nothing to do now, so watch and arrange it, mother, the sooner the better."

"A son is too big for his mother." Linda's eyes reddened as she said, "After such a big incident, it nearly didn't scare me to death, it was hard to expect you to come back, and now you want to leave again. You are saying it lightly, have you considered my and your father's feelings."

"Mother-sama calm down." Johnsan pulled a Beijing accent and said playfully, "Don't worry, I'm old enough to take care of myself. At first I was afraid that you and father would be too dull at home, but just now it seems that your life is still sweeter than honey. By the way, when will you add a brother or sister to me?"

Linda was instantly ashamed and anxious, and spat, "You child, how is it that you are now completely different from before, daring to talk to mother like that."

With a thump in his heart, Johnsan laughed dryly a few times and said in a serious manner, "Mother, you can rest assured that you don't need to worry about me too much, if you miss me too much, you can just come with father to visit me in the imperial capital. Consider it a pleasure trip, it's time to get tired of staying in Folo City so often."

"Alas." Clare put down the book and looked up, "I said what's your hurry, that Bernie said there's no hurry to leave, just stay longer."

Johnsan scowled and didn't say anything, and Linda glared at him and said, "People say that because they know how to be polite and know what's going on, but we can really make people wait here."

"So what if I wait." Clare took a slow sip of her black tea and said, "Who let your mother spare you."

"You ...," Linda said with a mixture of good humor and amusement, giving Crowell a hard stare.

"You guys carry on." Johnsan smiled, got up and headed out the door.

"I'm tired after a long night and I'm still awake, I'm going to catch up on some sleep. Tina too, it's not like it's a big deal, rushing to wake me up, I thought something was wrong."

The man had disappeared out the door, and Johnsan's voice carried far away.

"Nicholas, we're already proud of you then." Linda murmured with pride and relief.