"Steward Ismen, you don't think that this Earl Abel is Master Abel, do you? I heard that Abel used to be only a baron, and it was cut some time ago!" Administrator Noyce couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he heard the words of Steward Ismen.

"Make no mistake, Earl Abel is the former Master Abel, I was there when he was honored in Harvest City, and several others were present at that time!" said the steward of Ismen.

On the side, several officials who had participated in Abel's knighthood ceremony at that time also recalled at this time and nodded one after another, although Abel has changed a lot, but as long as you compare your heart, you will still recognize him.

"Isn't Earl of Ya an exile?" asked the tax collector Birrell suddenly.

The administrator Noyce suddenly thought of Viscount Dickens's attitude towards Earl Earl just now, and he was very dissatisfied with his own sluggishness, because in retrospect, Viscount Dickens seemed to have a deep humility towards Abel, and that kind of humility was difficult to see from a big man like Viscount Dickens.

At this time, he no longer thought about how to confront Abel's housekeeper Bartoli, because if his strength reached a certain level, any confrontation would be very ridiculous.

Viscount Dickens left, taking only a few squires with him, not a single knight, of course, before that, a large amount of his supplies and belongings had been transported to the new territory, and he had planned to leave with a few knights when he left.

But after knowing Abel's identity, this idea was completely abandoned, and the entire elite team of knights in Harvest City could no longer transfer any knights when they knew that the earl they were loyal to was Abel.

The legend of Abel in Harvest City is a story that inspires all young people, perhaps the nobles will think more about the gains and losses, while the knights and ordinary warriors worship the legend more, and Abel is the legend of the Harvest City.

Of course, the stories they heard were only a small part of Abel's experience, and a small part of the experience was expanded into many stories, perhaps even the story that Abel had not necessarily heard.

"Master, this Viscount Dickens is too petty!" said Bartoli after inspecting the entire City Lord's Mansion and bowing to Abel.

"Bartoli, what's wrong?" Abel was thinking about the time to go to Harry's Castle at this time, he didn't want to stay for a moment, but he had just become the owner of this place, although he didn't want to take care of things, but some things still had to be arranged by him.

"Viscount Dickens has emptied the entire City Lord's Mansion!" Bartoli said incomprehensibly.

"Forget it, that's all he needs to do here, and I won't have anything to do with him in the future!" Abel said with a nonchalant smile.

If Viscount Dickens knew in advance that it was Abel who came to hand over Abel, he would not have done so, and if he had known that he had lost his last friendship with Abel because of the emptying of the City Lord's Mansion, this extremely lost business would have made him regret it for the rest of his life.

"Then how do you rest here today, there are not even the most basic necessities of life here!" Bartoli knew that Abel was now an earl, and if he was too casual, he would lose his dignity and become a laughing stock in aristocratic circles.

"Harry Castle has a separate courtyard in Harvest City, and we're staying there today!" Abel said as he thought of the place where he used to come to Harvest City to live.

"My lord, there's a lady Yvette from Edmond's auction house asking to see you!" a knight walked in from the door, bowing and reporting.

Because the original servants were all taken away by Viscount Dickens, the entire city lord's mansion was like an empty shell, and now the gate is guarded by ten official knights, who are the knights of the elite brigade of knights in Harvest City.

"Yvette, please let her in!" said Abel, bowing slightly, the name Yvette reminded him of the pretty girl with long blond hair.

"Lord Earl Aar, Yvette salutes you on behalf of the Edmund Auction House in Harvest City!" "Yvette gave a lady's salute as soon as she entered the door, she was not a nobleman, so it was just a commoner lady's salute.

"Yvette, you Edmond Auction House have always been so well-informed, and I need you to serve me!" Abel said with a smile as he looked at Yvette.

"Lord Earl A, we will do our best to fulfill your orders!" Although Yvette had just learned about the news that Abel had become the new owner of Harvest City, she had already known about the situation in the City Lord's Mansion, so she took this opportunity to come here to use this opportunity to deal with Abel again, so as to facilitate the development of Edmond's Auction House in Harvest City.

"I will leave the City Lord's Mansion, and this City Lord's Mansion will be handed over to you, my request is very simple, turn this City Lord's Mansion into a qualified Earl's Palace!" Abel said lightly, he didn't say anything like gold coins.

Yvette understands very well that with Abel's current identity, even if it is the identity she knows, no chamber of commerce dares to hack Abel's gold coins, because Abel's own interests are too great, and any weapon made by Able can become the final lot of any auction house, and it is enough to enhance the reputation of the entire auction house.

"Count Aearl, rest assured, we at Edmond Auction House will do our best to take care of this for you!" Yvette reassured.

The next day, a guard of 500 elite cavalry and 10 official knights set off from Harvest City to protect the lord's carriage, and the target of this team was Harry Castle.

Abel did not want to set off with so many guards, but as a decent count, the first official appearance, had to act according to the rules of the nobility.

When he walked out of Harvest City, Abel glanced back at Harvest City in the carriage, the flag of the city gate had been replaced overnight, and a golden heraldic banner of the Oriental Dragon on a black background was hung in the center of the gate of Harvest City.

The distance between Harvest City and Harry Castle is not far, and after the whole convoy has been traveling for half a day, Abel can see the stone castle in the distance through the car window.

"Harry Castle, I'm back!" Abel murmured inwardly.

The familiar stone city wall, the familiar unicorn coat of arms, Abel actually has two coats of arms, one is his own Oriental Dragon coat of arms, and the other is this unicorn coat of arms, the Oriental Dragon coat of arms was first obtained by killing orcs, plus the reason for becoming a master blacksmith, so that the Principality of Kamai had to give a gift.

And after several iterations, the current Oriental Dragon Crest has become the coat of arms of Abel's earldom, and his other identity is the heir of Harry Castle, and the unicorn coat of arms is also the coat of arms that he has the right to use, of course, as an heir.

The gates of the castle were wide open, and a knight in domineering golden armor stood at the gate of the castle, and the butler stood with his hands tied.

Abel jumped out of the carriage without waiting for it to stop, for he saw Lord Marshall, and the horns on the head of his golden armor stood out in the sunlight, which was the golden bull armor that Abel had forged for him.

"Uncle Marshall!" Abel's voice was a little choked, he was a child who had been away from home for a long time, and at this time he finally came home and returned to his relatives.

"Abel, you are now an earl, why are you still crying and crying, causing the knights you brought to laugh!" Lord Marshall said this, but his eyes were also a little red.

"I didn't cry, I'm just so happy!" Abel said with a laugh, but there was a little more sparkle in his eyes.

He opened his arms and hugged Lord Marshall tightly in his arms, regardless of the golden bull armor on his body, which was already close to two meters tall, and immediately hugged Lord Marshall off the ground.

"Abel, let me go, I've ruined your face!" exclaimed Lord Marshall.

Abel put Lord Marshall down, a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to be a wizard, you still have so much strength, it seems that it was still very useful for me to let you learn to strike iron!" Lord Marshall said, taking off the golden bull helmet from his head.

"Of course, without Uncle Marshall, I wouldn't be where I am today!" Abel said in Lord Marshall's tone.

"By the way, tell me the truth, have you lost your knightly strength now?" Lord Marshall asked softly, his family is a knightly inheritance family, although he is only a branch of the Hari family in Gangba City, but because of the fief, he has become an independent family.

He didn't want the family knight's path to stop with him, so he asked.