The Herb King

Soon, news about his cultivation quickly spread in Northern Trance. This surprised many people, including the members of the five noble families. They immediately sent their descendants and offered him some congratulatory gifts. Some also expressed their desire to collaborate with him in business. freewe(b)novel.c(o)m

Aethelwolf didn't agree to their requests right away and carefully checked the contracts they offered. Unfortunately, none of them made him satisfied. It was not until two familiar people visited his mansion.

"Greetings, Sir Aethelwolf!" A young man and a middle-aged warrior greeted him respectfully.

Aethelwolf smiled at Tyrone before turning his gaze at the young man. "I'm honored to have the young lord of the Suliman Family visit me in person." He grinned.

"Sir Aethelwolf, I hope we didn't disturb your rest." The young man smiled lightly.

Aethelwolf chuckled. "Not at all. Come in. Let's talk in my study." He invited them inside his mansion.

"How have you been, Young Lord?"

"I'm doing great thanks to you, Sir Aethelwolf. My sister also told me to send you her regards. And please, just call me by my name." Emerson didn't act like a normal young master. He was kind and humble, unlike those arrogant nobles he had met.

"I'm doing great thanks to you, Sir Aethelwolf. My sister also told me to send you her regards. And please, just call me by my name." Emerson didn't act like a normal young master. He was kind and humble, unlike those arrogant nobles he had met.

Aethelwolf smiled as he nodded his head.

Soon, they arrived in his study.

"Would you like some coffee or tea?" Aethelwolf asked as he pointed at the seats in front of his desk, signaling for them to sit down.

"I'd like some tea, please." Emerson responded after taking his seat.

Aethelwolf nodded and turned his gaze to Tyrone. "What about you, Sir Tyrone?"

Tyrone was visibly relieved when he realized that Aethelwolf hadn't changed after his breakthrough. He smiled and said. "Tea is fine."

Aethelwolf called in a servant and asked her to prepare tea for his guests.

While waiting for their tea to arrive, they chatted about matters related to the affairs of Northern Trance.

"I heard from my father that there is a crisis going on in the neighboring city, Warmridge. According to him, a savage beast at the Nascent Soul gathered a large army of beasts. Although they showed no signs of aggression, the city lord of Warmridge prepared for the worst. He was forced to impose heavy taxes on his people to provide more equipment for his soldiers. This led to the discontent of the citizens and even the merchant families were starting to give up their businesses in the city because of the heavy taxes."

Aethelwolf calmly listened to this news. With his experience in managing territories, he knew that the residents of Warmridge would soon gather and complain. Perhaps they might even rebel if things got worse.

Emerson observed his expression to see if he had any opinions about the matter, however, Aethelwolf showed no signs of interest. Emerson didn't want to give up, so he decided to ask directly for his opinion. "Sir Aethelwolf, what do you think about this matter?"

Aethelwolf quickly understood his intentions. 'Is he curious about my thoughts or is this a test from the mayor?' He thought to himself as he leaned on his seat.

After a moment of silence, Aethelwolf answered. "If it's true that there is a gathering of beasts, then the actions of Warmridge's city lord are understandable. It is necessary to equip the city's defense forces if a threat is discovered. However, he has to be careful since this might lead to a rebellion. A single civilian might be powerless, but a congregation of enraged civilians will be troublesome to handle even for an established army. Also…"

Aethelwolf told him about his thoughts.

Emerson and Tyrone stared at him in surprise. They never thought that other than being a talented businessman, he was also well-versed in politics.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

A beautiful servant stepped in, pushing a tray cart. She elegantly poured tea for them without saying anything. She then stood behind Aethelwolf, waiting for his next instructions.

"Sir Aethelwolf, from your words, are you saying that the city lord of Warmridge is lying about the gathering of beasts?" Emerson asked while enjoying the scent of the tea.

Aethelwolf shook his head. "No. I haven't been there so I can't say for sure. This is only one of the possibilities based on what you said. If the beast gathering is true, then I advise that you guys also make some preparations. If trouble comes to Warmridge, who is to say that Northern Trance won't be affected?" He said before calmly taking a sip of tea.

Emerson became silent at his words. "I've learned a lot from you, Sir Aethelwolf. Do you have any thoughts about collaborating with our family in the business field?" This was the primary reason for their visit.

While stating their desire for collaboration, Emerson took out a document from his storage item and handed it to Aethelwolf. This was something that was personally written by his father, the city lord of Northern Trance.

After reading the contract, Aethelwolf was a bit surprised. The Suliman Family wanted the rights to create a branch of his beauty shop. They didn't ask for the recipes of his products and only mentioned buying them at the cost price. They stated that they would pay him an annual fee of 50 million Orbes if he gave them the rights to open a branch.

Aethelwolf didn't sign the contract and returned it to Emerson. "I can give you the rights to open 10 branches, but I want 10% of the net profit."

Emerson frowned, deep in thought.

Seeing his hesitation, Aethelwolf said. "You can ask the mayor for his opinion. Tell him that I won't go lower than that."

Emerson sighed in his heart. "Alright."

Aethelwolf stood up and patted his shoulder. "How about I introduce you guys to my family? My daughters don't have any friends here so they are feeling a little lonely. Why don't you accompany them for a while?"

Emerson stared at him in shock. This guy actually wanted him to be a babysitter?

Looking at his dumbfounded expression, Aethelwolf laughed as he pulled him out of his study.

Meanwhile, Tyrone followed behind them with an amused look.

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