Chapter 111 – Nobles arrive.

“It’s hot…”

A young lady with long blue hair was peeking out from within a lush-looking carriage. She could see the outlines of a city in the background. The interior was quite spacious and the moment she closed the blinds the warm air was unable to pass inside.

“So this is Albrook? Why do we have to be the ones being sent to the sticks?”

Another voice that belonged to a girl was also heard. This one was more high-pitched and belonged to a golden-haired girl.

“Charlene, you shouldn’t say that. It’s our fault for being late with picking our assignment, what if the locals hear you?”

“What of them? You care too much about those commoners Lucille!”

The blond girl by the name of Charlene looked slightly annoyed. Both of these girls were wearing very similar clothes. It was clear that they were some kind of uniform.

“But aren’t they interesting? They were able to build this city and are able to live near a dangerous dungeon!”

“That’s all because they have us. How could they build the city without us nobles guiding them?”

“I’m sure if they tried they could manage themselves…”

“Ha! My Papa always says that the commoners are like headless chickens without us!”

“Ah, if the Viscount says so…”

Lucille smiled a bit but it seemed that the girl didn’t want to continue this conversation anymore. Her friend here had clearly made up her mind and she would be unable to change it.

“Do you think we will be able to pass the last test?”

Lucille asked while peeking through the blinds some more.

“Why shouldn’t we? It’s just another dungeon, we also have the knights with us. I’ll be counting on your ice magic to keep us cool Lucille!”

“You can count on me.”

The two girls continued to laugh and chat and soon heard a knock on the door.

“Lady Lucille, Lady Charlene. We will be arriving in a few minutes.”

A voice of a young man was heard by the two and they instantly knew who it was.

“Thank you, Sir Robert.”

Lucille blushed a bit as she saw the young man after moving the blinds to the side. He was riding on a horse, he was of above-average height and wearing shiny half-plate armor.

This man was packing a bit more meat than the regular youth his age. His hair was of brown coloring and he looked manly. The lady and the knight’s gaze met for a moment. The intense stare that the two were giving of towards each other was stopped by Charlene.

“Shouldn’t you be going back, Sir Robert?”

“Ah, excuse me, My lady.”

The young man moved his head to the side while also slightly blushing and finally trotted off on his horse. He joined up with other men dressed in similar armor. All of them had a certain crest that didn’t belong to any noble family but to the academy, they hailed from. The crest looked like an armored knight on a horse. He was holding a lance and pointing it into the air.

The carriage that the two girls were riding on also had a certain crest. It was a different one, it had a depiction of a robed man holding a staff.

“You should stop talking to that person Lucille.”

“Huh… we weren’t really talking…”

The girl with the blue hair snapped back to reality while holding her red cheeks. It was clear that the two were attracted to each other but there were certain problems that came with that.

“He hails from a baron’s estate… he isn’t even the heir Lucille, you need to find yourself a proper husband that is at least a Viscount! How about Lord Abbington instead? He shows a lot of promise!”

“Lord Abbington…”

Lucille lowered her head while thinking about the young man that her friend was talking about. He was a few years older and she saw him a couple of times at some noble parties but she didn’t know much about him.

On the other hand, Sir Robert was someone that she kept running into from time to time. The two had bonded a bit through the years but she was also a daughter of a Viscount. The youth was not a full noble as he came from a Mistress instead of the lady of the house. He had no rights to his estate unless the heir died.

“Don’t even think about taking Lord Percival, he is mine!”

Lucille then thought to the person Charlene mentioned. He was the heir of a count estate but there were bad rumors around him. Apparently, he was a giant womanizer that liked to sleep around. Her friend here didn’t think that the rumors were true and was more interested in the wealth and title she could grab from a marriage.

She was a young lady that spent quite a bit of her life reading romance novels. She preferred the young knight to the older noble men that she met at parties. Her friends called her immature and warned them about silly acts of romance that didn’t further the noble cause.

“Lord Percival isn’t really my type…”

“Good! Now help me fix my hair!”

The two girls pulled out their pocket mirrors and started looking each other over. They were stuck in this carriage for quite a bit and could not look bad when leaving it. Their looks still remained important as they were ladies in their prime. Even well after achieving their mage classes, this concern about their appearance remained.

On the outside, the group of nobles was greeted at the gate with a salute from many guards. If Roland was here he would have a good laugh at how properly the guards were working for a change.

Nobles were not people that would visit such cities that weren’t even properly developed. The noble house that this territory belonged to didn’t even have any of their family members stationed here.

Most of the time younger members of the family would be tasked with something like this. While their elders remained in the big established cities. This also depended on the number of offsprings, if there was no noble family member then someone like this cities Mayor would be given the job.

To the noble house, the Mayor was nothing more than a servant, not even at the level of the official butler of their house. He was only there to make sure that they were getting the taxes and that no one was being disrespectful towards their name.

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This same Mayor was looking out through his mansion window while his sweat was gathering on his forehead. He knew that this day would come and he dreaded the thought of anything happening to these noble brats in his city. He wasn’t directly involved in this expedition but he might be held responsible if anything went wrong.

“Relax you old fart.”

“How could I relax? The Duke will have my head if anything happens to those noble ladies. Even though they are only the daughters of viscounts, they are both mages.”

“Eh, that’s why I don’t like those noble bastards, treating each other like breeding livestock.”

A familiar figure was sitting down on a large couch that was barely containing his frame. His bald head and grayish skin was a dead giveaway of his identity.

“Aurdhan, shouldn’t you be at the guild? What if one of your adventurers does something stupid? You can’t have anyone offending any of those nobles, some of those knights are also from influential families.”

“My guys aren’t that stupid… well maybe there is one… “

The guild master scratched his head while standing up. A face of a particular airheaded guild member entered his mind as this question fell.