In Bagh Chamber of Commerce.

Bage, the president of the Bage Chamber of Commerce, a slightly fat middle-aged man, is sitting in front of the table, with the documents that have been processed stacked aside.

He sighed and looked at his daughter who was standing in front of the table with her head lowered:

"Forget it this time. Your Excellency has no intention of holding you responsible. In the future, you must understand the situation carefully before taking action..."

"Sorry, father..."

"Okay, okay, you go back first."

"...Yes." Anjiitis opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she swallowed the words and turned around silently to leave.

"Alas..." President Bagge sighed. Although this daughter with a strong sense of justice brought him some good reputation, it brought him more troubles.

That Gore butler will let Anjiitis go...and he left the words "the character of the trader also needs to be carefully considered", which has already put the method of handling on the table——

I need to give up some more benefits on my side.

Yesterday, the Gore steward came to the Chamber of Commerce and after discussing with him for several hours, he reached a big deal.

This kind of transaction is not something you come across once a year. It would be a pity to just give up.

How much profit should you give up? It is absolutely impossible to complete a transaction with a loss as a result.

Bage folded his hands in front of his chin. It was impossible for the other party to consider such a stupid method. So the benefits given up...are they approaching the final bottom line?

He had already experienced the negotiation skills of Butler Gore yesterday, as if he could see through people's hearts, and he always walked within his bottom line every step of the way.

Even with his wealth of business experience, he almost failed.

I finally got a good result yesterday...

He was happy for a long time that he could still retain so many benefits after negotiating with such a person, but today...

He was wondering if the other party had deliberately set up this situation to push his bottom line. Otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence?

"well......"

.....

On the street, Gor slowed down his pace and kept a distance of two steps behind Art, like a real butler.

"Sir, what do you think of this treatment? President Bage will give you more benefits, and we can also purchase the supplies you need at a lower price."

With a smile on his face, he explained aloud:

"If you, my lord, are not satisfied with this handling, I will handle it well."

Art glanced at the respectful look on the disguised person's face and said lightly: "That's not necessary."

"Just keep going to your work."

"Yes, sir."

Gor put his right hand on his chest, bowed respectfully, and watched Art leave.

When Art disappeared from sight, he slowly straightened up.

At first, he was very resistant to the identity of this servant.

However, after spending this month together, Gor feels that he can still accept it.

Although he was still dissatisfied with his status as a servant, he unexpectedly felt very good about Art and his master.

If it were in another capacity, he felt that the two could become good friends or even close friends.

If you think about it from the perspective of a friend, your master is a good friend.

But as a host...

His leadership is excellent. After he handed over the matter of trading resources to himself, he only explained the priority of the materials. After that, he completely handed the matter over to himself and did not interfere again.

Based on Gor's experience in seeing people, his usual interactions with others, and the information he got from the conversation with that idiot Prome, his master also had experience and knowledge that was not inferior to his own in negotiation and business, but that was

Under such circumstances, he didn't say much.

In terms of strength, although there are many strange things about this master, there is no doubt that his strength can suppress him.

If his strength was not as good as his own, Gor would not want to stay under a master who was weaker than him.

And there is no lazy behavior. Since following Art, he has not seen his master show any slack. His strength has been improving, and it is improving at an incredible speed.

He didn't know how this was done, but he could only attribute it to the master's extremely high qualifications.

As for the shortcomings... In addition to being too cautious, there is also...

Too kind, he found that Art always wanted to protect his servants and was unwilling to sacrifice.

Neither the crow nor myself.

From the perspective of a servant, the master is willing to protect himself as a servant. This is an absolutely correct behavior.

However, if you think about it from the perspective of the master, it would be too kind.

Although he is a superior, he is not the best leader.

However, such a person deserves loyalty.

The corners of Gore's mouth turned up: "Let's make up for the shortcomings here."

He stretched out his hand and straightened his tie.

...

"You're going to make up for it?" Art paused, "You're really confident."

Shaking his head, he raised his head and looked at the castle in front of him.

Similar to most noble castles in the Kingdom of Allen, the Earl of Durard Castle in front of you also inherited this unique style.

The huge castle with a height of more than 20 meters is not a single building, but is formed by multiple spiers close together, giving it a wonderful sense of ascent.

This is Count Durade's castle and his wizard's tower.

Compared with the Viscount Baron's shell, which is more formal than functional, this castle is filled with huge magic arrays for various defenses and attacks.

This is no empty shell, but a real wizard tower.

Before Art came to the castle, there were already servants waiting at the door:

"Your Majesty the Earl is waiting for you in the restaurant on the third floor."

The other party stretched out his right hand and pointed at the castle door. Following his movements, the two gorgeous and heavy doors slowly separated to both sides, revealing a gorgeously decorated hall.

The guard who opened the door, after finishing the action, stood by the door, with his body straight and looking straight ahead, like a nutcracker.

"Um."

Art nodded and followed the servant calmly into the castle. He was already familiar with the various etiquettes of the nobles, and he also knew very well what to do.

The walls of the hall on the first floor are covered with various oil paintings. The most eye-catching ones are the oil paintings of portraits hanging on the opposite wall after entering the castle gate.

It was a portrait of the nobles of the Durade family.

It's as detailed as a photo, and the painter also used a unique rendering method. Just from the photo, you can see the difference in each of their styles.

The people in each portrait seem to be alive, and when you look at them, you have the illusion of being watched.

The frames that frame these paintings are made of a transparent material similar to glass, and are enchanted with powerful attack and defense spells.

"Those are Barons, Viscounts, and Counts of Durade through the ages." A voice sounded.

Ta,ta,ta...

Art raised his head and glanced across the ceiling.

From the stairs on the left, a person slowly walked down. He thought he was a middle-aged man with black hair. He was wearing the most traditional wizard robes, not the kind of wizard costumes with a noble and gorgeous style. His face was rosy and he was walking.

His movements were calm and without any lag. If Art hadn't known his age, he would never have thought that the man in front of him was an old man over 150 years old.

"Iron-blooded glory returns to Durad."

Art looked at the earl, lowered his head slightly and spoke.

Hearing these words, Count Durade showed a smile on his face:

"Although I don't like the pedantic ways of nobles, I like this sentence very much, Sir Silver Crow."

"Sir Silver Crow?"

Art was slightly stunned, what is this name?

"What other people call you." Count Durade raised his hands slightly, "The traveling wizard will gradually gain his own title during his travels. You should be glad that your title is not that stupid."

This Earl of Durade seemed quite easy-going, more like a gentle and ordinary middle-aged man, without the feeling of "iron-blooded Durade" at all.

His eyes swept over Art:

"A phantom of the night? It seems that you are mainly a dark-attributed psychic."

Count Durade was not dissatisfied with Art's arrival in the form of a night phantom. On the contrary, he did not welcome wizards who exuded psychic powers that would have an impact on his county.

Allowing other wizards to enter their castles at will is something that many wizards are taboo about.
To be continued...