Fran waited until Adrian left before asking, "The Earl’s side?"
"I have nothing to do with him anymore," Hill sneered. "His very satisfied third wife got involved with Helen’s brother.
What goes around comes around, isn’t it?
Manton is also quite displeased with him, and the attitude isn’t good. The people around him probably suffered serious injuries, and now the servants from the Kral Family who have moved over are handling the affairs at the camp.
Even though my medicine is very effective, he is scared now.
He probably will hide and not take matters into his own hands anymore.
The Perelast Family, it’s whatever Manton says now.
He wanted me to meet Edgar, I found it disgusting and walked away directly."
"So, he wants to separate from that wife," Fran asserted. "That’s why he wanted you to take Edgar away.
Brains are a good thing, but he never had any.
The future matters, leave them to me. If anyone else says anything, even I will block it."
With a display of immense confidence in front of Hill, Fran said, "As long as I become Legendary, no one will have anything to say!
In this world, only the strong have the right to speak."
Hill nodded with a smile: "Alright, Grandfather. I never cared about those things anyway.
As long as Grandfather is doing well, I can live freely."
Fran chuckled lightly.
The warm atmosphere continued until Adrian came in.
He spoke loudly, "Teacher, it’s His Highness Carl. He says he wants to send two students over first. He hopes Hill can help with the introductions."
He continued, "I guess His Highness Miller will also contact us soon, and it happens that Hensley knows Hill.
I directly conveyed your intent, but he also wants to purchase some materials."
Hill nodded and said, "It’s alright, I have seen today’s items, and they have all been sold in my shop already.
There are all kinds of Magical Beasts. Lots of Crystal Stones too.
Srei, these items have been separated, right?"
"Yes, sir. They are stored on the third floor,"
Just tell them, whatever. Hill just casually collects a few things," Fran instructed.
"Alright, Teacher," Adrian replied and left at the sound.
Hill asked in confusion, "Aren’t those two likely to become Divine Subordinates?"
Fran sighed and said, "They never give up! Proud as a Mage their whole lives, in the end, they can only become puppets of a Deity, even after making the final decision, they still want to struggle.
Even I, truly faced with that step, don’t know if I would be tempted." He voiced his inner thoughts: "Legendary is indeed a pursuit, but once a Mage’s path stalls, it’s easy to waver.
Not finding the way forward is a Mage’s greatest pain.
I’m still young and have the dawn of becoming Legendary, so of course, I don’t care that much.
I hope to continue on with firm conviction in the future."
"Grandfather is not someone to be easily shaken!" Hill declared with certainty.
Fran laughed: "Don’t worry, even if I reach Legendary status, I still have a long time left! The path of Alchemy always brings me new insights."
Adrian hadn’t come back for quite a while, Hill suspected more Legends knew about this situation: "Grandfather, could the two from Obastian also know about it?"
"Definitely. Their eyes must be on Carl and Miller," Fran said hesitantly, "Isn’t it known only to the Undead Tribe? Why do those two know so quickly?"
"The Undead Tribe doesn’t let all its people know," Hill added. "They have adversaries and haven’t spread the word."
"Is that what His Majesty the King said?" Fran wondered aloud, "What does he want? To divert the attention of those two Legendary Mages?"
"No, it was just a slip of the tongue," a voice whispered in, "Sorry, I heard Carl contacted you, so I came to explain."
Hill bit her lip to hold back the urge to curse.
"Ah, I know it’s not good, but this way is the fastest," William continued talking, "There’s nothing, and I wouldn’t normally listen in on someone’s communication. I just intended to contact you, but realized I could talk to both of you at the same time, how convenient!"
Fran replied indifferently, "Thanks for the information, Your Majesty the King. But next time, please use the normal means of communication, I don’t mind the trouble."
"Heh heh heh," William chuckled awkwardly, "Then, sorry about that.
By the way, Mr. Hill, could I get a copy of your analysis? I, too, want to resolve the Magical Beast siege issue."
Hill could only nod, "Alright, Your Majesty. If Hensley comes, may I have him deliver it to you, or?"
"Hensley is fine, I will tell him."
"Your Majesty the King," Fran suddenly asked, "Can the Undead Tribe already come this far?"
"Ah, they can go anywhere in the Human world!" William answered back, "I just set a border line, not allowing them to cross over the Haifasardo border.
I’m still planning to reclaim that country, I don’t want them to stir up trouble there first.
As for the north, as far as the power of the God of Time and Space reaches, they can go."
Fran nodded, "As long as everything is still under Your Majesty the King’s control, that’s good."
Speaking of the Undead Tribe," William said cheerfully, "I was going to announce an invasion of Haifasardo in three days and also reopen the entry of the Undead Tribe into Haifa.
Mr. Hill has brought me a piece of good news, the former King of Haifasardo, was actually the rightful heir to the throne of Cortez from back then, merely exchanged as a child in a ruse.