Apologizing in Person

Chapter 62 Apologizing in Person (Please add to your favorites, please read on, please vote)

Alphonse pushed off the ground with both hands and sprang into the air.

"Come in."

The door opened, and a handsome, tall young man wearing a black cloak appeared in the doorway.

The Swood family has good genes, and Branta is quite handsome.

When Alphonse saw the face of the person following Branta, he was somewhat puzzled.

It was Monica.

Bring her here to apologize?

Could it be that they want to renew their engagement?

What are you thinking about?!

However, by the candlelight in the room, it was clear that Monica was in a very bad mood. Her face was full of sorrow, and her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying for a long time.

Brenta placed one hand on her chest and abdomen, the other behind her back, and slightly stepped back with her right leg, bowing in a gesture of respect.

Monica also lifted her skirt and bowed slightly in greeting.

While Alphonse was observing them, Branta was also quietly observing Alphonse.

The faint smoke filling the room had already caught his attention.

Thankfully, it didn't smell like hallucinogenic drugs.

He had previously met Alphonse at a gathering of nobles.

At that time, Alphonse always wore a humble and uneasy smile, and he deliberately tried to please the noble sons of various families.

In the past, he would have looked down on such a person and never thought of getting close to him.

But Alphonse's demeanor is clearly different now. He has a cold and stern face, which, although slightly gloomy, gives people a sense of authority without anger.

He has changed so much!

Seeing that the two were very polite, Alphonse didn't want to speak harshly to them, so he pointed to the table and chairs on one side of the bedroom.

"Please sit down."

He then turned to the maid outside the door and said, "Go prepare drinks for the guests."

In this strange world, Alphonse had never seen tea leaves before.

Nobles typically entertained their guests with herbal soups or fruit wines.

Herbal soup is a soup made by simmering mint, rosemary, and chamomile together, and it has a calming effect.

Brenta did not immediately take a seat, but stopped her, saying, "No need for drinks. I have important matters to discuss with you, Baron, and it is not convenient for me to be disturbed."

Hearing this, Alphonse dismissed the maid and told her to rest.

As soon as the maid left, Monica immediately closed the door.

Alphonse wasn't worried about what the two of them could do to him. Monica was just a pampered young lady with no strength, and Branta had brought her along, so she wouldn't do anything outrageous.

Besides, I'm not someone that just two random people can handle now.

He pulled up a chair and sat down. "So, what do you want?"

Branta smiled. "I heard that an iron ore vein has been found in His Excellency's territory?"

"Yes, that's true." Alphonse nodded. "But what's it to you?"

Brenta was rebuffed, but she wasn't angry at all. "I also heard that Your Excellency is recruiting blacksmiths through the Falklowe Merchant Guild."

"That's right."

Alphonse was in a bind when he talked about it. He had entrusted the task of hiring a blacksmith with a high salary to the Falklow Merchant Guild, but he still hadn't heard back.

It doesn't seem to be going smoothly.

Unexpectedly, this even attracted the Swood family.

Could it be that they see an opportunity to profit and want a piece of the pie?

"To be honest, the best blacksmith in this northern region is in our Bluefeather Territory, and our family even spent a lot of money to hire a dwarf craftsman from the commercial capital of the Kingdom of Izmir," Branta said.

Alphonse was immediately intrigued. "Could you send a blacksmith to work for me?"

"It's not impossible," Branta laughed.

"What are the conditions?" Alphonse asked.

Branta did not answer directly. "I'm here mainly to apologize for my sister's annulment of her engagement to you, Baron."

"Let's not talk about the engagement anymore." Alphonse raised his hand to interrupt him. "Although Monica brought it up first, I will not consider marriage for the time being. Even if I were interested, I would not consider Monica."

"The decision to break off the engagement was solely Monica's decision," Branta sighed, then gave an awkward laugh. "When my father proposed this marriage to the late Baron, he hoped that our two sides could form an alliance."

"I don't want to continue this topic. If you want to talk about blacksmithing, we can talk about that, but let's leave it at that."

Alphonse knew very well that if Baron Swood wanted to apologize for the engagement, he wouldn't have waited so long to send someone to his door.

They only come looking for us now, offering this excuse. Who would believe that?

The saying goes, "No one visits the temple without a reason," so he must have something to ask of Hanfengling.

"It was indeed our family's rudeness and offense that led to this, and we should sincerely apologize to you," Branta still refused to let it go.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault!" Monica, who had been listening the whole time, lowered her head and said softly.

You could tell that her voice was very hoarse and no longer had its original crispness.

Brenta's repeated evasive remarks had already caused Alphonse to lose patience, and he no longer cared about Monica's apology.

"There's no need for further apologies. If you're unwilling to send a blacksmith over, then please leave."

Branta hesitated for a moment, then his expression turned serious. "Our Blue Feather Territory is about to face a war and urgently needs your help, Baron."

Alphonse chuckled. "You're facing a war, what does that have to do with me? Why should I help you?"

"Our family is willing to pay 20,000 gold coins for your assistance, Your Excellency, and will also provide mining experts to guide your mines, as well as send blacksmiths to work for you free of charge. In addition," Branta paused, "my sister Monica will also be given as a gift to apologize to you, to express our family's remorse."

Alphonse was stunned.

What's going on with this plane?

How could the Swood family send their daughter out as a gift?

The annual military expenses for the Cold Wind Guard are less than 20,000 gold coins, which is an extremely generous offer.

Seeing Alphonse fall silent, Branta added, "Your Excellency, you need not worry. Monica does not dare to aspire to the position of Baroness; she will only be your mistress."

"What exactly happened?" Alphonse frowned.

Branta's expression turned extremely gloomy. "Blue Feather Territory has fertile land and abundant mineral veins, which has made our territory increasingly wealthy. Some time ago, we even discovered Sacred Snow Crystal ore, but we never expected that the Sacred Snow Crystal ore vein would bring disaster."

"What is Holy Snow Crystal?" Alphonse couldn't help but interject.

"Sacred Snow Crystals are an essential ingredient for making potions. They contain pure magical elements and are extremely valuable, comparable to gold," Branta answered truthfully without hiding anything.

"Go on," Alphonse gestured.

(End of this chapter)