Amber Sword

Chapter 1120: Chapter 275: Under the Cover of Night

In this world, there are no walls impervious to the wind. In just three days, the duel at the Ande Fulei Grand Temple had already spread among the noble circles, and then disseminated among ordinary citizens. The contesting party was a renowned Sword Master of Anlek, yet he lost to an enigmatic youth. Until the Bard adapted this experience into a story, Ben had already become hailed as the most outstanding figure among the new generation in Erune. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

At least, in Ambeser these past few days, his fame has almost been comparable to a few recognized outstanding young nobles’ offspring in Erune. Almost everyone speculated about his identity, but only a few knew that Wood personally officiated for him. Such a person must have an extraordinary background, and for a while, all the forces in Ambeser were intrigued, even the future Regent Princess dispatched people to investigate Ben’s background.

Especially after she learned the truth from her close friend Magdal—

Anlek, the Xifah Family included, Ambeser’s streets suddenly swarmed with various factions, causing chaos. Fortunately, ordinary citizens were long accustomed to this tension, finding comfort in the idea that as long as Ambesel Port continued to sail under white clouds and the Ande Fulei Grand Temple remained standing, this port would not decline.

The temple’s bell chimed as a testament to this phrase, ringing unwaveringly over the gray-white port town day after day.

Amid this turmoil, Ben himself spent each day in Ambeser in an orderly fashion. As he expected, unless the Great Priest of the Andevor Temple spoke up, no one would come knocking at his door. Over the week, introduced by Magdal, he met with the host of the auction, Count Donner, who took great interest in the painting of the Dark Shining Princess mentioned by Ben. However, Ben—and even more so, the Merchant Lady, well-versed in the psyche of her peers—politely smiled yet didn’t reveal his hand but tactfully indicated that he would present the painting for Baron Donner’s authentication in a few days. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Ben found the scene of an eager-eyed Baron and the slow-moving, shifty-eyed Little Roman negotiating amusing. However, even the seasoned old hand on the business battlefield couldn’t help but admire, praising that our Merchant Lady is inherently gifted in business.

This truly took Ben by surprise.

Ben knew Roman had commercial talent, but this Lady’s mind has always been somewhat unclear—or rather, her logic circuits different from ordinary folks, and she previously lacked much experience in dealing with peers—in other words, she lacks experience. Theoretical discussion is entirely different from actual practice, especially interpersonal interactions. To be honest, before bringing her along, he wondered if this little darling would be stage-frightened.

"How was it, Ben?" Little Roman proudly lifted her petite face to him as they exited Baron Donner’s mansion—a slender, graceful neck supported her pretty head, brown hair done up, wearing the black formal gown Ben bought her in Brags, highlighting her collarbone beneath the curve of her neck like snow shining. She wore a ruby Necklace, like fire and blood, shining, faintly reflecting the Merchant Lady’s air of confidence and pride.

Ben could fully appreciate her pride because she was whom he loved, and the aura of faintly smiling pride made Ben’s heart flutter.

"Yes." Ben subconsciously nodded: "Beyond my expectation, Little Roman, you performed even better than I imagined. I didn’t expect even that old gentleman to praise you so highly. He is... even in this city, a rather notable figure..." Ben suddenly realized Little Roman’s opponent was not simple, and Donner’s life story is equally one of genius; that man was Ambeser’s first person to gain the noble title through merchant status.

"The old man exaggerated a bit," Roman raised her willow-like eyebrows high, answering as if it’s natural.