Lord of Plenty

At Kun's insistence, Grace finally agreed to the job.

In fact, Kun did this not only to win over the loyalty of this important subordinate. In addition to a powerful lord, this fertile territory also needed more pillars.

As the lord of the Territory of Plenty, Kun hopes that when people mention the Territory of Plenty in the future, they won't just say that they heard there is a very powerful mage lord there.

But, ah, the Harvest Territory, I know that it produces the best and most food in the kingdom, and even the continent, the best quality potions, equipment that is more sophisticated than the equipment made by the dwarves themselves, and countless delicacies. Food is not found anywhere else.

Everything in his garden should be of the best quality.

But these all require him, the 'gardener', to plant them bit by bit and trim them piece by piece. It is impossible to just sit in the castle and someone will automatically come and offer him everything he wants.

That's not reality, that's a dream.

Of course, Kun does not deny that there are indeed many noble lords like him, and they really do this, until the moment they wake up from the dream, they fall into the dust again.

"Have you received the invitation letter from the Kingdom Mage Association for this year's conference?"

After talking about business, the two started talking about something else.

"I've received it a long time ago. It was sent by the Wind Falcon. It's a shame that they were able to send the letter to such a remote place. It's also embarrassing for them." Grace seemed to have thought of something interesting and smiled happily.

"After all, you can be regarded as the number one pharmacist in the kingdom. I forgot to invite someone, and it is impossible to forget to invite you."

This is not just a compliment. In fact, as the number one pharmacist in the kingdom, Grace no longer represents the individual, but the interests of the pharmacists in the kingdom as a whole.

After all, the Mage Association only allocates so much funds to each branch every year. After all the meat on the plate is divided, naturally they can only focus on what is on other people's plates.

Over the years, there have been more and more calls within the Mage Association to formally strip pharmacists of their title of mage. In the past, it was just a proposal.

In the process of practicing magic, mages are more or less involved in the preparation of potions, so why waste money and set up such a separate branch?

Or just merge into the alchemy department like the original astrologers.

Naturally, the pharmacists would not be willing, because this would undoubtedly damage their interests. However, with the presence of Grace, who had the exclusive title of 'Pharmacist Master' in the royal capital, the other archmages who were qualified to make decisions at the mages' conference were unable to do so. I'm too embarrassed to mention this.

After all, as a matter of fact, Grace's knowledge of potions is indeed far superior to theirs.

Although the mages rarely look down upon the mercenaries' barbaric style of thinking that whoever is stronger is right in front of outsiders, internally, they still abide by this rule, which can be said to be a conventional one.

That is, if you have the strength, I am also willing to give you the respect that matches your strength.

Although the Wangdu Mage Association sends letters to well-known mages every year to attend the meeting, whether they come or not is entirely voluntary.

This year's meeting is only a small meeting once a year. In addition, there is a general meeting held every four years, which is a grand event for the entire Dansu Kingdom.

Kun estimated that the people who came so actively to deliver the letter were probably not members of the Royal Capital Mage Association, but the pharmacists.

After all, if Grace doesn't come, and some archmage at the mages conference suddenly proposes to abolish the apothecaries' mage titles, they won't even have the qualifications to refute.

It is estimated that if Grace is not willing to go, they will come and invite her in person.

"Why do you suddenly talk about the Mage Conference, and the lord also wants to participate? Logically speaking, any archmage should be able to receive an invitation letter from the Mage Association. You should be invited this year."

"Actually, I receive them every year, but I'm really not interested..."

He and a bunch of old-fashioned people stared at each other, and a very simple decision had to be made seven or eight times. In two or three days, during this free time, he weeded the fields and watered the magic potion. Isn’t it nice? You have to torture yourself and attend some boring conference?

"Let me tell you the truth. In fact, through the news channel in the royal capital, I learned that your son seems to have committed another crime."

"This bastard!"

At the mention of this son, even Grace, who has always had a good temper, couldn't help but get angry.

She and her husband were both top pharmacists back then, so why did they give birth to such an unsatisfactory son?

I thought that after leaving her side, being alone in the capital, and experiencing such a catastrophe, I would be able to understand things a little bit and stop letting her worry about it, but the result was still...

Kun looked embarrassed as if he had done something wrong.

Thinking that Kun felt that he seemed to have brought up a bad topic, with that sarcastic expression on his face, Grace comforted him:

"You don't have to worry about his affairs. Just let him fend for himself in the capital. I'm old and I can't protect him all my life. It's time for him to learn a lesson."

"Actually, what happened to your son last time may have something to do with me. I'm extremely sorry."

"Is it related to you?" Grace looked surprised.

"This is what happened..."

Kun explained some of his guesses to Grace in detail, including how his cousin Catherine and her best friend worked together to trick Grace's son, and how they stole the precious fountain of youth from his hands.

In fact, Kun had no evidence for this matter, until that guy mentioned in his last letter that Grace's son was imprisoned again with great pride, and it occupied a large part of the content of the letter.

The complacency that almost overflowed from the words, and the proud face hidden behind the letter, made Kun faint when reading the letter.

In fact, Catherine just mentioned this matter naturally in the letter, talking about it like a joke.

At the recent tea break for the nobles in the capital, this matter was indeed one of the main jokes everyone talked about.

But who is his cousin, he still doesn't know, a gangster in the capital, not even a noble, how could she be worthy of her attention? She also wrote a lot about it in the letter to him.

It's obvious that she is proud.

She was extremely proud of the pot of immortal fountain that she extorted from him, and wrote a letter to show off to him.

Haha.

Originally, Kun was only 70% sure about this matter, but now he is very sure that it was a trap to trap him and Grace together.

But to put it bluntly, this matter has nothing to do with him. He was not aware of it at the beginning. In the end, it also helped Grace solve a huge problem.

So now Kun is very honest. He should admit his mistakes and accept the punishment. He also took the opportunity to expose his cousin Catherine's past and divert the trouble.

Anyway, he and Catherine are only half friends. What is half friends? Sometimes they are friends, and sometimes they are not.

Now is undoubtedly the time to draw a clear line with that morally corrupt scumbag!

"Hahaha~"

After listening to Kun's narration of the cause and effect, Grace was not annoyed, but laughed and laughed at herself:

"You exchanged a precious fountain of youth for an old woman like me who was half buried in the ground. I can only say that you really lost a lot in this deal."

"Did you lose money?"

Kun also laughed:

"I think it's quite profitable. After all, there shouldn't be many people in the whole kingdom who can be tricked by the princess of the kingdom. It is precisely because he knows that there are not many people who have this value in my eyes that the guy finally chose you."

"Haha, after all, it's the fountain of youth."

Grace's somewhat old hand subconsciously touched her face full of traces of time.

"Don't say that I am a young and beautiful princess. If I could be a few decades younger when he was still alive, I guess even I would go crazy and say anything to get the fountain of youth."

Kun: "..."

No, the words of eternal youth are so attractive to these women?

From teenage girls to old women in their teens, no one is spared.

Otherwise, we can get a few more pots and throw them in the secret storehouse of abundance next time, so that we won't have to worry about the sales.

"I will let that guy come forward to protect your son, which is also a belated apology to you. When you come back from the capital after the Mage Conference, bring him here. There are too many temptations in the capital, and he can't resist. Here, there are more people to help you watch him, and he won't cause any big trouble."

Kun's tone was sincere, and he spoke frankly about the pros and cons.

Kun would naturally not care about a scumbag and a gangster, but Grace would care, even if she said that he would let him fend for himself in the capital, how could she really not care.

Grace's son did not follow her to the Abundant Territory at the beginning. On the surface, Grace finally made up her mind and let him experience the ups and downs in the capital and reflect on himself.

But she was also worried that he could not stand the remote and cold place of Abundant Territory. Instead of taking her son to a dangerous place with an uncertain future, it would be better for her to go by herself.

Grace just chose to protect her child from the wind and rain again.

Some love has become instinct under the baptism of time.

Of course, this kind of love has already become the category of spoiling, but Kun still envied it in his heart.

He is a fourth-level great wizard, the chosen one of the gods of abundance, and one day he would envy a gangster and a scum?

What a disgusting guy!

So Kun suggested very considerately:

"When your son comes to the Abundant Territory, let him join the Lord's Guard?"

"Is this good? He is not even a first-level warrior."

"Of course there is no problem. If you still want to correct his character and don't want him to cause trouble everywhere and live like a human being, then the Lord's Guard is the best choice, Joel."

"Lord."

The guard who was wearing fine iron armor and only a pair of light green eyes exposed responded to Kun silently.

"When that person comes, he will be under your control. Do you have the confidence to manage him well?"

"Yes!"