The ceremony was carried out in a peaceful atmosphere. Steward Derek placed a luxurious purple cushion in front of the steps and signaled Abel to come forward.
Abel was no stranger to awards. He stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, looking forward with a solemn expression.
To the surprise of all the elven councilors, Grand Duke Edwina took a silver long sword from Derek's hand and gently pressed it on Abel's left and right shoulders. After that, she placed a badge on Abel's chest. She did not say any of the oath of protection that was normally required. Just like that, the ceremony ended.
Actually, Grand Duke Edwina couldn't be blamed for this. Abel's identity was too awkward. As a human, if it weren't for the transformation necklace, Grand Duke Edwina wouldn't even consider giving him the noble identity of an elf lord. As long as Grand Duke Edwina gave Abel the identity of an elf lord, it was equivalent to acknowledging Abel's identity as an elf. No matter what kind of disguise it was, it would be exposed one day. Only a necklace like the transformation necklace made by the Goddess of the Moon could completely transform one's internal structure and external form into an elf. As long as Abel didn't expose himself, he wouldn't be discovered.
Of course, the few elves in the royal family had seen the transformation necklace before, but Grand Duke Edwina believed that they wouldn't say anything even if they knew about her relationship with Abel.
All the oaths of protection in the ceremony were for elves, and Abel was a human. The oaths had no binding effect on Abel. Therefore, Grand Duke Edwina thought it would be better not to mention the oaths of protection.
The badge on Abel's chest was a Lord's badge. Since he didn't have any land, he didn't have the right to customize a coat of arms. He could only use the badge to show his noble status.
"I'm looking for you!" When the award ceremony had just ended, Abel, with the help of Brewer, changed into a white close-fitting suit. He was leisurely drinking juice in the lounge, waiting for the luncheon held for him by the Grand Ducal Palace at noon. Carrie suddenly appeared beside him and glanced at Brewer who was standing beside him and said.
"Master, the honorable Lady Carrie, I'll leave first!" Brewer quickly bowed and walked out of the lounge.
"Lady Carrie, what can I do for you?" Abel put down the juice in his hand and bowed slightly as he asked. Lorraine's older sister had a mysterious power, which was that every time she appeared, she would suddenly interrupt one's good mood.
"The Elven Perfume will be sold by the Grand Ducal Palace!" Carrie said in a flat voice.
"But I don't plan to sell elven perfume!" Abel mumbled softly. Indeed, he didn't lack anything at the moment, and the resources that he lacked weren't something that could be bought with gold coins.
The only resource Abel lacked was fresh crystal cores. Other resources could be exchanged with wealth, but fresh crystal cores that could not be preserved could only be obtained by participating in the hunting of spirit beasts. Therefore, although fresh crystal cores were an extremely important resource, there was no place to trade them.
"This is mother's decision!" Carrie replied in a flat voice to Abel's complaint.
What made Abel crazy was that Carrie's attitude was very clear. She was saying that the Grand Ducal Palace would sell the elven perfume, regardless of whether he had the intention to sell it or not. This was Grand Duke Edwina's request, and Abel had no way to say no.
"Lady Carrie, you are a good persuader. I will send the first batch of elven perfume over in a few days!" Abel bowed and said sarcastically.
Carrie didn't seem to understand the meaning behind Abel's words, so she continued, "You also need to prepare some lotion and conditioner. Master Mara is applying to the Elven Alchemy Union for you to become an honorary master alchemist. No matter if it is approved or not, your alchemy products will be known by the elves."
After Carrie finished speaking, she turned around and left. Abel really wanted to chase after her and ask, "Do you elves always make decisions for others without asking if they agree?"
At this moment, Carrie suddenly stopped and walked in front of Abel again. She took out a portal bag from her arms and threw it to him. "Here are some materials."
When Abel took the portal bag, Carrie turned around and left again, disappearing outside the door of the reception room.
There was a cute giant bear embroidered on the portal bag. It was different from all the giant bears he had seen before. It was a female bear at first glance, and it was very cute. Abel smiled. He didn't expect a cool elf like Carrie to like to use a design like this.
He reached his power of the Will into the portal bag in his hand. There were "elven perfume," "lotion," "conditioner," and many other ingredients that were commonly used in alchemy potions. He even found some valuable alchemy ingredients. These alchemy ingredients were enough to fill up the 1 cubic meter portal bag.
It was a pity that Abel had been looking for the main material of the beauty potion, the beauty grass, but he didn't find a single one. It seemed that beauty grass was a very rare material, but he didn't know where to get it. Of course, he didn't prepare it for himself. He was still very young. He thought of his mother, Nala, and prepared it in advance for Lorraine.
Thinking of Master Mara's application to the Elven Alchemy Union for him to become an honorary master alchemist, Abel couldn't help but feel touched. It reminded him of when he was learning blacksmith skills. Master Bentham also used his one and only chance in his life to apply for the blacksmith master assessment for him. Although he didn't know how many opportunities Master Mara had to apply for the honorary master alchemist, he knew that there were not many opportunities.
"Master, the banquet is about to begin!" Steward Brewer appeared beside Abel and reminded him.
Hearing Brewer's reminder, Abel hung the portal bag on his waist. He was very careful at this time. If he threw the portal bag Carrie gave him into the Hradik cube or his personal storage box, he wouldn't be able to explain himself. This white elven suit was very slim, and it was completely attached to his body. Even the portal bag he always used was hanging on his waist.
"Lord Bennett is here!"
Steward Derek of the Grand Ducal Palace announced loudly. Abel walked into the banquet hall, and Derek did not continue to stay at the door. Instead, he changed to another steward and followed behind Abel. His task today was to introduce Abel to all the nobles present.
The nobles who were already present heard the noise and turned to look at Abel. Some of them nodded and smiled at Abel, while others ignored him. However, the 12 elven councilors were very friendly at this moment. They all stepped up and gave him a friendly salute and congratulated him. From time to time, Derek would introduce each of them to him.
The behavior of the 12 elven councilors surprised the elves on the spot. It wasn't easy to get along with these arrogant elven councilors. Although this was a welcome banquet for Lord Bennett, it was just an excuse for the nobles to get together. This was a tradition, and not many elven nobles on the spot would care about a lord without a domain.
What surprised the elves even more was Derek's attitude. Although Derek was only a steward, he was the steward of the City Lord's Palace in Angstrom City. He was almost the most powerful elf in Angstrom City under the elven councilors. Even the elven councilors wouldn't dare to offend him, but his attitude was completely humble.
The elves had all kinds of guesses about Abel's identity. It was different from when Abel first came in. Many elves had already taken the initiative to greet Abel in a friendly manner.
Just when Abel was thinking that elves and humans were also very practical creatures. They were not as beautiful as they looked. Suddenly, a voice came from the door.
"The respected Master Mara is here!"
"Master Mara is here?" The elves around were very curious about the young female elf who came in through the door. At this time, Master Mara was much younger than the old Master Mara they knew.
"Master Mara, my god. Is there something wrong with my eyes?" An elven councilor gasped.
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