CHAPTER 620: THE EMISSARY OF JARS

TL: Rui88

Sir Wendel smiled and gestured slightly with his head towards a corner.

“Perhaps we should find a less crowded place to talk.”

Paul hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed Sir Wendel to the corner.

The two clinked glasses and each took a small sip.

“How enviable!”

Sir Wendel stroked his little moustache and complimented, “Her Highness Catherine is a rare beauty. I believe, my Lord Count, you have already become the public enemy of more than half the men in Crystal Shrine.”

“However…” a look of doubt appeared on his face again.

“However, what?” Paul pressed.

“Er… nothing! I believe a man of your abilities, my Lord Count, can easily handle such minor matters!”

Wendel smiled.

“Minor matters?”

What was he trying to say?

Paul’s brow furrowed slightly. “Sir Wendel, could you tell me about these minor matters?”

“Sigh, alright!”

Sir Wendel sighed softly and said with some difficulty, “I have heard that the relationship between our King and his sister, Princess Catherine, is… a bit awkward!”

What? Paul became alert in his heart.

Could they…

“There have always been rumors in Crystal Shrine that the old king originally intended to pass the throne to his daughter…that is, Her Highness Princess Catherine.”

Sir Wendel leaned closer to Paul and explained in a low voice.

“You know, our princess is not in the least inferior to a man. She can handle political affairs and military matters very well. She even fought against Grand Duke Jars on the battlefield before.”

“So it’s only natural for the old king to have had this thought. But…”

“Later, for some unknown reason, the throne still fell into the hands of the current King.”

“Sigh! To have such a formidable sister, His Majesty the King must have some resentment in his heart…”

Sir Wendel seemingly revealed the secret casually.

“Ha, don’t take it to heart. These are all just baseless rumors. In any case, congratulations on being able to pluck the pearl of the kingdom.”

Phew! Paul let out a light breath. So that was what Wendel wanted to talk about.

Seeing Paul’s reaction, Wendel felt a little strange. How did this Paul Grayman fellow end up looking so relaxed?

Knowing that he was already embroiled in a struggle for the highest power, he should at least be a little apprehensive, right?

“Sir Wendel!”

Paul said with a smile, “Thank you for telling me these things. I will… take a good look at them! But I believe that everyone hopes for this country to develop in a good direction. Am I right?” s

“Haha, you are right!”

Sir Wendel said, slightly embarrassed, as he was, after all, sent by a lord who had recently started a rebellion.

Seeing that his words did not have the intended effect, he changed the subject.

“Grand Duke Jars has always been very fond of the various exquisite things from the Northwest Bay!”

“Oh, the paper you produce is so convenient! And those exquisite porcelains have become standard decorations in noble residences.”

Paul raised the wine glass in his hand and clinked it with his.

“It is our honor. We will continue to serve our distinguished guests with two hundred percent enthusiasm.”

Wendel took a small sip and said, “Our Grand Duke…His Grace Jars…has always hoped to befriend you and establish a sincere friendship!”

Paul looked surprised, “Oh? Has my humble reputation actually reached the ears of Grand Duke Jars?”

“Oh ho ho ho!” Wendel laughed. “The merchant ships from your territory have almost filled our ports. Seeing those peculiar merchant ships that can come and go on the sea without oars or rowers, anyone would be interested in the master behind them.”

“I am very pleased that our trade is so close.”

Wendel looked at him with a profound gaze. “In fact, we could be even closer, and not just in trade.”

“Ahem!” Paul cleared his throat lightly. “Of course, that is as it should be. After all… we are all lords of Ordo, are we not?”

Paul placed heavy emphasis on the word Ordo.

Wendel smiled and gently raised his glass.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Count Grayman!”

He knew that some things could not be rushed.

“It was a pleasure to meet you too, Sir Wendel!”

Paul and he drank the wine in their respective glasses.

…

“What did Jars’s man say to you?”

To Paul’s surprise, Catherine had actually come to find him.

“Er, some pleasantries!”

Paul answered with a relaxed expression.

“He said the people there like things from the Northwest Bay and hope to continue strengthening trade relations.”

“Hmph!” Catherine seemed a bit indignant at the mention of Jars.

She said with some resentment, “That was a great humiliation in my life!”

“What?”

“He started a rebellion, yet I have allowed that fellow to remain at large to this day, and I can do nothing about it.”

This was consistent with what Paul knew. When Catherine led the army to suppress the rebellion in the south, it seemed she had not won a decisive victory. It could even be said that she had let Jars win the substance of the conflict.

After all, the lords in that region were now all his men.

“Perhaps… you could let yourself take it a little easier…”

Although a beautiful woman’s frown was very fetching, Paul felt it was better to offer some comfort.

“Take it easy? I wish I could!”

Catherine shook her head, her expression somewhat tragic and bitter.

She slowly lowered her head again.

“Perhaps, when I get to the Northwest Bay, I will be able to live that kind of life.”

With no army to train and no political affairs to handle, she could only be an ordinary noblewoman.

On ordinary days, she would plant some flowers and herbs, trim the flowerbeds, and from time to time, organize afternoon tea parties with other noblewomen, and occasionally go to see plays together.

That kind of life seemed quite pleasant as well.

“It’s a beautiful place,” Paul said with a smile. “I think you will come to like the Northwest Bay.”

Catherine looked at Paul with mixed feelings in her heart.

In any case, the man before her was the one she would spend the rest of her life with.

“Gray… Paul.”

She called Paul’s name softly.

“Oh, Your Highness.”

“From now on, just call me Catherine.”

“Alright, Your Highness.”

“You will be staying in Crystal Shrine for a while, won’t you?”

Hearing Catherine ask this, Paul nodded. “Yes, this is my first time so far from the Northwest Bay. I want to learn more about the outside world.”

A blush appeared on Catherine’s face. “Then… I hope we can see more of each other in the future.”

Heh, it was the first time Paul had seen this uniformed princess show such an adorable expression.

“I hope so too, Your Highness.”

“I already said…”

“Catherine!”