Chapter 584: Harrick’s Pub

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    I watched the ships sailing away from the port of Hyriv. Unlike the yacht, they didn''t stop.

    My sister and others are leaving.

    The new legacy is interesting, but there are responsibilities waiting for them. Especially my sister and Baron Husk; their territories had just fought a huge battle against the monsters.

    The monsters had only retreated and seemed to be preparing for another attack.

    To help with that, the brigade under the lead of Colonel Axseer is going to be staying there.

    They aren''t the only people left. Even my people left. Margaux, Varza, and others.

    "I am surprised. You didn''t leave," I said to Eva as we walked toward the carriage.

    Led by the son of Viscount Lost. The lord of the city and surrounding territory.

    Today is the luckiest day of their lives. The legacy was born in their territory.

    While most of the essence goes to the Sovereign. Some percentage of it goes to the lord, and it gives them a lot of power.

    Not to mention. The tremendous boost to their economy by tourism and investments.

    "The legacies interest me. I dreamed about it since I opened my first store," she replied.

    I wanted to say, ''Who doesn''t,.'' Instead, I had just smiled. Every business owner wants their business to turn into a legacy. It is a golden ticket that will keep them prosper all their lives.

    Soon, we reached the carriage, and the door opened before we stepped inside.

    "I am surprised by Synod''s quickness, Lord Silver. It hadn''t been two hours since the legacy was born and they had already sent you," said the man in front of me.

    He is a man in his mid-twenties. Green hair, green eyes, and a square jaw that anyone would dream of.

    "It''s not a surprise, Lord Lost. That''s the reason they sent me; I was closer. Closer than Lord Castle of Circus," I replied, and the man smiled.

    We talked as the carriage moved into the city.

    The city isn''t that special. It could even be said that it is poor. I hope the lord will make, the great use of this golden chance that had fallen in his lap.

    The legacies don''t just provide the essence.

    They b beacons. They bring rich people, massive tourists, and many other things that make the city rich in money and culture.

    It is the reason why, I use my legacy for everything it could give it to me.

    A few minutes later, the carriages moved into the area where the streets were small and houses were small and packed.

    It is a working-class area.

    The effects of the legacy had already been. I could see the soldiers at every corner while the people cleaned the streets. With many guards, shoving the people inside their houses.

    Seeing that, I couldn''t help but sigh.

    The man saw my expression changing but didn''t say anything. I could see there were some questions in his eyes, but he remained quiet.

    I wouldn''t volunteer on my own. Besides, the man won''t like it. If I say what, I am thinking.

    ''What is that sigh about?'' asked Eva; she isn''t the one to hold back on the questions.

    It isn''t a skill, but a spell. She could cast spells, the basic ones.

    It has a wooden sign with a figure of chicken on it; that looked faded.

    It is like any other pub in a working-class district, but it has become a legacy—. Even the faded sign looked beautiful, with a barely visible mist lingering around it.

    I looked around it and saw mages demolishing the surrounding buildings.

    There is one man crying loudly while being held back by his wife as they destroy what seems to be his store.

    This time, I wasn''t able to stop my head from shaking.

    These sorts of things happen when a legacy is born. Everything around it changes, and many people pay the price for that.

    ''I hope, they will offer a fair compensation for it at the least,'' I thought as I moved toward the door.

    Click!

    Soon, we reached the door, and it opened immediately.

    A man appeared. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with sandy brown hair and green eyes, that looked overwhelmed.

    He seemed to be wearing a new suit that didn''t fit him well and looked awkward and out of the element.

    "Lord Lost," the man greeted the man beside him with an unpractised and deeper-than-required bow before turning to me.

    "Lord Silver," said the man and, once again, bowed awkwardly.

    "Lord Harrick," I greeted the man, the master of this legacy. The Harrick''s Pub.

    He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it, seeing he was keeping us standing at the door.

    "Please, come in," he invited us hastily.

    As I stepped inside and felt the power of the legacy immediately. Along with signature colourful mist.

    I closed my eyes for a moment to feel it more clearly.

    Every legacy has a signature.

    I could feel the merriness, mix in the wildness of the dance and comfort of homeliness.

    I opened my eyes and saw a well-worm pub, with walls laden with worn paintings and trophies. Patrons had given it overtime when they couldn''t pay with the money.

    There are many things here, including a fireplace which I could barely see.

    This place is packed with overwhelmed staff doing everything they can to serve the clients.

    It must have a capacity of fifty people, but right now there are at least a hundred. All of them were well-dressed, not the common folks that had been patrons of this place.

    I am sure, till a few hours ago. Not a single one of these people had taken a step into this pub. Even raised their noses high at the prospect of it.

    Even after turning to legacy. Some people are still looking down at it.

    Though right now, they all have turned to us, or rather me, with many having recognition flashing across their eyes.

    I nodded at them before walking toward the booth, that is guarded by the guards.

    I would rather talk to the Master, but it is noble. I have to deal with it first.

    They are parasites for the legacies, one of the biggest thorns in its path to progress, but it is the way of the world and not even titans and spirits with all their power were able to change that.

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