Chapter 277: More Interested in the Dandy
You think Owen would be enraged and break the greasy noble dandy’s limbs for harassing his beautiful knight? Then, as the dandy retaliates, the conflict escalates, and in a fit of rage, Owen wipes out his entire family?
Haha, he’s not that impulsive. Besides, compared to the beautiful knight, he’s more interested in Peters, the dandy.
It’s not that Owen finally broke his ultimate moral code, nor that he’s been empowered by Baki Hanma’s super physique and is trying to engage in homosexual acts. It’s because this is the first time in both his lives that he’s seen a legendary dandy, and the first time he’s witnessed the classic “harassment” scene that’s a must-have in every power fantasy novel. So he’s a bit excited, even fantasizing about the “face-slapping” scenario that’s about to unfold.
Peters is indeed a dandy, but that doesn’t mean he’s an idiot. When Charle stood behind Owen with ten Teutonic Knights, his attention shifted. After recognizing Owen’s noble Count badge, he bowed slightly and apologized.
However, at this point, Peters was still unaware of Sharon’s relationship with Owen. It wasn’t until Sharon, relieved, silently led a few students around Peters’ guards and stood behind Owen that he realized she was the knight Owen had recruited.
Seeing this, Peters showed no reaction and even smiled as he stepped forward to chat, completely ignoring the previous incident.
The offspring of nobles may be greedy and lustful, but they’re never fools. Weighing pros and cons is a crucial lesson. Those who fail won’t even have the opportunity to leave the house, lest they invite trouble.
Don’t think nobles are fearless. Aside from the astonishing number of imperial relatives near the Imperial Capital, even passing experts aren’t to be trifled with. Countless noble families have been wiped out for this reason. If it weren’t for the intermarriage between nobles, ensuring that even if the main line dies out, collateral branches can inherit titles and lands, many noble families would have been erased.
Peters has been able to live freely in the Imperial Academy for so long, neither confined to his home nor causing major trouble, clearly indicating he’s good at this lesson. Otherwise, his father wouldn’t always be there to clean up his messes.
Therefore, even knowing Owen was a Northland noble who came to the Imperial Capital for his investiture, not part of the mainstream circle, he wouldn’t antagonize him over a mere woman. Nor would he resort to any underhanded tactics, as the reward wouldn’t justify the risk.
Sharon is beautiful, but only beautiful. Let alone the Imperial Capital, even the Imperial Academy has countless beauties waiting for him to explore. Why offend someone for a single flower?
Most importantly, he’s only the son of a Count, not a Count himself. Even if the other party is just a Northland noble, he can’t actively provoke them. This is the rule, the unspoken agreement within the circle. As long as he’s still playing the game, he can’t break the rules.
After a conversation, Owen discovered that Peters was indeed not simple. Though dressed extravagantly, he was well-spoken and humorous. The jokes he told were to Owen’s taste. Most importantly, he was familiar with all the red-light districts in the Imperial Academy.
Since Owen had decided to study at the Imperial Academy, it wouldn’t be a short stay. He couldn’t possibly run back to his territory every time he had a need, so understanding the local specialties was necessary.
In this situation, having an experienced guide was undoubtedly convenient and efficient. So the two showed signs of developing into a “drinking buddies” kind of friendship.
Sharon, standing aside, was speechless. She had been worried about causing trouble for her lord, but unexpectedly, the two hit it off within a few words. It seemed the lord she served wasn’t a saint either.
However, if Owen made a move, Sharon wouldn’t refuse. After all, the fastest path to advancement was within her own body, only lacking a suitable person to “clear the way.”
Undoubtedly, Owen, with his excellent looks, physique, and status, was a very suitable “plumber.” Few women would refuse.
Don’t think Sharon’s thoughts were casual. In reality, most female knights graduating from the War College retained their virginity. They were very clear that this would be a valuable bargaining chip in the future, not to be wasted on the brainless male students at the academy.
This was the awareness they possessed as daughters of nobles. Since they chose the more difficult path of becoming a female knight, this important chip had to be used in a crucial place.
The two bid each other farewell. Owen took Sharon and the others back to the manor, while Peters boarded his carriage.
The serving maid in the carriage took out the pre-prepared cleansing potion and helped Peters clean the shimmering rouge on his face and the thick hair oil from his hair, revealing a fresh face.
Taking off his extravagant attire, Peters picked up the intelligence report and carefully examined it.
The report was about Owen. To obtain such a detailed report in such a short time, Peters was clearly not as simple as he appeared.
In fact, Owen’s nonchalant and even indifferent attitude towards his Northland noble identity immediately caught Peters’ attention, prompting him to have the relevant information delivered.
The Northland was too remote; even Peters couldn’t obtain information about it quickly. The intelligence in his hand started from the area near the Imperial Capital, so its value wasn’t high. However, he still keenly noticed some peculiarities.
“Count Dekla actually took him to the local secret auction. Interesting. He’s intending to solidify their relationship.” Peters recalled the steel golem-like guards he had just seen and shook his head. “These alone aren’t enough. Count Dekla isn’t a simple man; there must be deeper reasons I don’t know.”
A mere Northland noble possessing such high-level guards was the biggest problem. Unfortunately, their territory was far away in the Northland, beyond the reach of his family’s intelligence network. Otherwise, things would be much simpler.
“Vanessa, I remember the current Little Finger of the Black Hand has already entered the Northland to establish an intelligence network?” Peters had an idea and asked.
“Yes, Master. The current Little Finger of the Black Hand is very young. To make a name for himself, he tried to develop an intelligence network in the Northland a few years ago. Now he has achieved good results. I heard that the envoy mission was accompanied by Little Finger all the way into the Northland.” Vanessa answered immediately.
“After we return, contact the Black Hand and purchase information on the Hydra family. I believe they’re waiting for the right price.” Peters understood the Black Hand’s ways well, hence his instructions.
“Understood, Master.” Vanessa nodded and began preparing to contact the Black Hand’s intelligence point in the Imperial Capital.
Peters was still pondering this encounter, checking if he had missed anything. This was a good habit he had developed.
“Vanessa, do you recognize the maid next to him?” Peters had never seen such a tall maid. Previously, he had focused on the Count and overlooked this detail. Now that he thought about it, unless the Count had a peculiar taste, there must be something special about the maid.
“I don’t recognize her, but I can confirm that she’s a serving maid. I’ve just never heard of such a tall and strong serving maid.” Vanessa was also puzzled now. As fellow serving maids, why was she so tall and muscular?
“Interesting, this is really interesting!” Peters burst into laughter, as if he had thought of something amusing.
“Get me the qualifications of an auditor at the Imperial Academy. I’m going to study.” Peters smirked, his lips curving into a wicked smile. The him who had once captivated the entire academy was back.
