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Chapter 462

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"Guru Abel, your Baron title has been restored. The Duchy of Carmel just couldn't get in touch with you right now," Duke Earnest said helplessly, seeing how Abel was still holding a grudge.

Abel was still a Master Blacksmith when his title was removed. Most importantly, Wizard Cliff insisted on it, and King Ambrose had no choice but to agree.

Who would've thought that as soon as Abel's title was removed, Abel would become a Grandmaster Blacksmith. The worst thing was that Wizard Cliff had died, and the Kingdom of Saint Ellis would take the blame.

No one was as unlucky as the Kingdom of Saint Ellis. Even an Elite Wizard had been killed. This was something that hadn't happened for hundreds of years. Now, the 4th Grandmaster Blacksmith in the entire continent, the first Grandmaster Blacksmith in the human world, had appeared.

At the same time, the Kingdom of Saint Ellis had encountered 2 impossible situations, and King Ambrose couldn't help but feel helpless.

"My Noble title has been restored?" Abel still really liked having a noble title. It would allow his family to live a better life in the common world.

Abel's face relaxed a little. His Baron title wasn't that important to him, but it was too humiliating. A Grandmaster Blacksmith had been stripped of his title by a Duchy.

The reason why his Baron title wasn't that important was that it was easy to get a title. Just like Duke Sterton in the Kingdom of St Pierrt, as long as Abel agreed to live there, he would be granted a Count title and a large amount of land.

"Not only your title has been restored, but the former King of the Duchy of Carmel, Liandre George, has also abdicated. If you still want to vent your anger, the Kingdom can take him to your castle and do whatever you want with him!" Duke Earnest said with a smile.

Abel couldn't help but feel his heart drop. Was Duke Earnest trying to harm him? If a king was taken to his castle and executed, his reputation in the noble circle would be ruined. It would also affect his Harvest City Family Harry and Abel Family.

However, seeing the sincere look on Duke Earnest's face, Abel knew he was trying to calm his anger. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Abdicate if you want, just don't let him appear in front of me!"

"Guru Abel, you are too kind!" Duke Earnest said with a bow. He let out a breath of relief in his heart. If the Kingdom of St Ellis really let Abel take care of the king of a vassal kingdom, the consequences would be far-reaching.

"Duke Earnest, excuse me for a moment. I'll go greet the others!" Abel didn't want to accept the Kingdom of Saint Ellis's title. He didn't even want to accept the Kingdom of St Pierrt's title. He didn't want to take on the responsibility of accepting a title from the Kingdom of Saint Ellis. Everyone knew these titles weren't free. They would all be returned to the Kingdom in the end.

"Guru Abel, don't you want to hear His Majesty Ambrose's title?" Duke Earnest asked with full confidence.

He knew the Kingdom of Saint Ellis's intelligence department had carefully analyzed Abel's information and finally made this decision. Perhaps it wasn't the best title, but he believed it was the hardest for Abel to refuse.

"Please, go ahead!" Abel stopped. He was curious about Duke Earnest's words, so he turned to Duke Earnest and said.

"I grant you the title of Earl of the Kingdom of Saint Ellis!" Duke Earnest lowered his voice.

At that moment, Duke Sterton of the Kingdom of St Pierrt said with a cold laugh, "That's not a good offer. If Guru Abel is willing, I can represent the Kingdom to grant you the title of Marquis!"

Abel didn't care about his title. As long as he was alive, no one would dare to look down on him even if he was just a Lord. If his family didn't have enough power and he wasn't around, it would cause trouble.

"Grant Harvest City as your domain. Harvest City will become your domain. The nobles in your domain will automatically become your vassals. If you don't want those nobles in your domain, the Kingdom can change their domain." Duke Earnest said with full confidence.

"Harvest City is only a food production area. There aren't many minerals there. It's just a normal domain. The Kingdom of Saint Ellis is too stingy!" Duke Sterton mocked.

However, unlike Duke Sterton, Abel's eyes began to sparkle. Harvest City was where his family was located. He was extremely satisfied with this title. Minerals might run out one day, but good quality land was eternal wealth.

Harvest City was at the forefront of the Holy Continent. It was far away from war. If his domain was set there and his magic tower was built in Harry Castle, even if some scattered orcs came, they could be wiped out quickly.

"Duke Earnest, does King Ambrose need me to go to Denan City to accept the title? I don't think I have time to go recently! " Abel calculated the time. Now that the wanted order had been lifted and he was an official wizard, he would have to start building his magic tower. He might not have time for a long time.

Duke Earnest understood the meaning behind Abel's words. He couldn't help but feel joy. He bowed and said, "Guru Abel, don't worry. King Ambrose said that as long as you accept the title, it will automatically take effect. Of course, King Ambrose will always welcome you as a guest in his palace!"

"Congratulations, Guru Abel!" Duke Sterton didn't feel anything strange about Abel accepting the title from the Kingdom of Saint Ellis. Instead, he bowed and congratulated Abel with a smile.

"Everyone, let's celebrate Guru Abel's Earl title. Let's raise our glasses and drink!" Duke Earnest said with a glass of wine in his hand. He was very good at livening up the atmosphere.

"Let's drink up!" Everyone present raised their wine glasses and congratulated him.

Everyone knew that the title of earl was just icing on the cake. It didn't mean much to Abel, but the idea of being a noble was deeply rooted in everyone's mind. Being able to get a higher title was still something to be congratulated for.

"Guru Abel, when are you going to serve the dishes? You can't let me get drunk and not serve the dishes!" Bernie yelled as he took a sip of wine.

"Everyone, I'm sorry for being rude. My dishes are a little special. They must be freshly made, so I didn't serve them in advance. Now that everyone is here, let's serve!" Then he said to Steward Edwon, who was just about to walk in since all the guests had arrived.

Soon, the servants began to carry in huge plates. Since there were a lot of people today, Abel asked the kitchen to put the boiled fish, sweet and sour tenderloin, pork rib soup, and fried steak on a big plate on the table. Then, he asked the guests to help themselves to a small plate. The steamed eggs were also placed in small bowls.

All the dishes were looked after by a servant. If there was anything missing, the kitchen would be notified immediately.

When the servants opened the lids on the 4 huge plates, a strong aroma filled the entire hall. It didn't matter if it was a wizard or a noble, everyone had an intoxicated look on their face.

"Guru Abel, you are the only one who can eat authentic food like this!" Wizard Lorenzo sighed.

He had been to Abel's place before, and he had also eaten in the Forgotten Land. Of course, he would be impressed.

At this moment, a few more servants came in with trays. On the trays were small bowls with steamed eggs. They walked to the dining table and carefully placed the small bowls on the dining table.

"No need to be so polite, everyone. My dishes are made by the royal chefs of the Kingdom of St Pierrt. They are definitely top notch!" Abel laughed and introduced.

"Guru Abel, the chefs of the Kingdom of St Pierrt are not as good as you. You are too humble. Everyone knows your dishes are the best in Liante City!" Duke Sterton from the Kingdom of St Pierrt said.

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