CHAPTER 442: CHAPTER 409 BOARDING_2

The middle-aged gentleman gave one last look at his nephew, who was truly difficult to like, still smiling cheekily in front of him, and left a message:

"Board the ship yourself, and I hope you can change your ways when you face the brigadier general; otherwise, no one will be able to help you.

If by chance you secure a position, it would be an account to your Arman ancestors."

With that, he turned and left without any reluctance.

After today, all affection between himself and his nephew would be completely severed.

Hodge Jeremy felt that he had gone against his principles many times to cover for him and had arranged a promising future for him, which was already an act of utmost generosity.

The round-faced young man, Roddy Arman, cheerfully received the luggage box handed over by the butler and called out to his uncle’s retreating figure:

"Uncle, rest assured, when I get promoted and make money through the brigadier’s connections, I will return to repay you.

Before that, please don’t marry off my cousin to someone else!"

With those words, even the white-haired butler beside him could not help but glance sideways at him.

How self-satisfied and unaware of oneself must one be to say such things?

Others might not know, but how could the butler be unaware of this man’s true nature?

Despite the round face and seemingly harmless smile, this cunning little fatty was more malicious and lawless than any wicked pirate!

After an unfortunate childhood and loss of family fortune, his status reversal upon arriving at the manor caused psychological rebellion.

Initially merely mischievous, often playing pranks on the household servants, as he grew older and especially when granted the qualification to practice Extraordinary Swordsmanship, he often used the slaves in the colony to test his skills.

Although young, his notorious reputation was already well known among the Atrean slaves in the colony.

However, despite the existence of laws in the colony, there were no protective clauses for slaves; even if one killed, it only required compensation for the owner’s loss.

As for the many female servants he had humiliated in the manor, it was countless, and he remained incorrigible!

Until his uncle, Mr. Hodge Jeremy, felt that things could not continue like this. If left unchecked, this person with utter disregard for human life was bound to cause a calamity beyond what he could manage.

Having heard that the ’Navy New Star,’ General Aiven, needed to supplement the crew on his ship, he brazenly sent this fellow aboard, hoping the strictly disciplined navy could reform him.

Yet, he still had thoughts about the young lady?

The butler shook his head, leaving him with one sentence:

"Mind your own business."

Then he followed his master away.

The round-faced youth waved goodbye behind them like a good child, muttering softly:

"Ugh! If it weren’t for your fortune, I wouldn’t want such an ugly daughter!"

Standing next to him, Olivia clearly heard his words, and couldn’t help but turn to see what kind of oddball he truly was.

However, apart from noticing a round-faced, fair and appealing young man, the maiden also saw a group of at least twenty peculiar people with robes featuring geometric linen patterns, their faces greenish-white and demeanor cold, entering the city’s entrance away from the Concord port.

Step... step... step...

Growing anxious, Olivia’s mind raced for a solution just as...

"Ah, beautiful lady, hello! I am Roddy Arman, might I have the pleasure of making your acquaintance?"

The little fatty, seeing the still beautiful and elegant young lady beside him despite being in disguise, immediately reverted to his original nature, approaching her to strike up a conversation.

With her situation urgent and no mood to entertain him, Olivia was about to turn and leave with her luggage when he continued:

"The person who brought me here is my uncle, the major plantation owner and upper house senator of the Kabushir Colony, also a member of the Governor’s Council.

I have already earned the rank of Sub-Lieutenant and am set to board the battleship ’Storm Horn’ to become a navy officer.

In the not-too-distant future, I shall become a significant figure, even replacing that fortunate prodigy who became general just by having the Crown Prince Guardian Knight title."

Like a rooster flaunting its feathers during courtship, desperately boasting of its merits, yet without describing a single quality of his own.

Hearing this made Olivia pause, glancing at the prominent battleship docked at the port berth, and set her mind on a sudden idea.

To this seemingly odd yet not too bright guy, she said:

"Oh, it’s Mr. Roddy, is it? Since you’re to board the ship, why do you have leisure to chat here? Aren’t you concerned about what your superiors might think of you?"

While speaking, she discreetly flipped her left hand, retrieving a pure and transparent white crystal from her bracelet.

"Hehe, that ship only arrived today.

My name was submitted long ago, the Garrison Headquarters has issued the commands, and they have to wait for their Sub-Lieutenant to board no matter what, so what’s a little delay?

Moreover, spending time with a beautiful lady like you. Would you be interested in joining me for dinner? I know an excellent restaurant."

Blithely unaware, Roddy responded with pride.

"Are you inviting me to a meal?"

"Haha, don’t misunderstand, I merely wish to make a friend."

The pure white crystal was used for [Malice Detection].

Distinguished by the color and intensity of illumination, from white (benevolence) to red (malice).

"Um, lies plus malice, the red’s nearly black. This guy is truly incorrigible, which spares me any psychological burden."

Tired of no longer engaging with him, Olivia flipped her left hand again, replacing the white crystal with a Cat’s Eye Bracelet.

She waved it in front of the youth.

[Witchcraft: Enchantment]

"Alright, I agree, follow me."

Carrying her luggage, she led the way through a small alley at the harbor’s edge, with the round-faced youth following closely, his eyes slightly hazy.

The "Gem School" features accessories inlaid with various types of gemstones that possess an array of magical effects. Gems can store a wizard’s magic power and all possible witchcraft, converting long-term accumulation for a momentary burst.

To some extent, this school makes its wizard a jack of all trades.

However, permanently solidifying a Witchcraft Gemstone is extremely rare, as most uses of gemstone witchcraft consume the gem’s mysterious traits, eventually reducing it to a regular rock or, worse, an outright break.

Only when casting using one’s "Lifebound Gem" does it not wear on the gem, the sole way to economize the cost of casting.

Nonetheless, Olivia’s "Lifebound Gem" is primarily for Spiritual Purification, with no combat capabilities.

Thus, Miss Moonstone is truly "rich" indeed "rich," yet impoverished indeed impoverished, as having more funds never suffices...

Moments later.

Before the ghouls under the leadership of the white-haired, blue-eyed young man could search near the wharf, Roddy Arman walked out of the alley alone.

Yet, compared to earlier, he wore a new set of clothes identical in style to the brand new Sub-Lieutenant’s uniform in his luggage. His posture was upright, and his demeanor transformed from before.

Afterward, he unhesitatingly headed straight toward the berth where the Level 4 Battleship "Storm Horn" was docked.