272 – The Grand Prince André
Inside the mansion of the 6th prince.
Garça was in a great mood, and he said with a beaming smile: “Ha-ha! Ian, we earned a lot. Just a few invitations were sold for 1 million gold coins. You’re really good at making money.”
Of the 1 million gold coins, Garça could get 200,000 gold coins. At the same time, he used those invitations to have many people indebted to him.
In the St. Tulan City, aristocrats and well-to-do merchants were as common as flies, and the 5,000 invitations weren’t enough to cover them all. Many greater aristocrats, who acted a little late, could not buy any invitations despite being wealthy. They could only seek out Garça and put forward a request to buy invitations, leaving them indebted to him.
Yang Feng picked up a gla.s.s, rocked the blood-like red wine, took a gentle sip, and showed a smile.
Garça asked curiously: “By the way, why only sell 5,000 invitations? Why not sell more? With the capability of the St. Tulan City, even if we sold 10,000, no, 30,000 invitations, it wouldn’t be an issue!”
There were less that 10 Grand Pharmacists in the Morrince Empire. Among whom, 3 stayed in the palace and only served Morrince 2,867th. Yang Feng was the only one willing to hold a potion auction.
There were many wealthy people in the St. Tulan City. Even if there were 30,000 invitations, they could be easily sold all the same.
Yang Feng replied with a smile: “Things that are scarce are precious. After the contest over the 5,000 invitations is over, their prestige will only increase and they will be more willing to spend a greater amount of money to compete over the potions.”
Garça frowned slightly and said: “Makes sense! However, the 5,000 invitations are obviously not enough. There have been many people coming to me to express their willingness to buy invitations. Some people are so important that even I can’t offended them.”
Despite being the 6th prince with a very n.o.ble status, there were still many people whom he couldn’t afford to offend. Only if he sat on the throne, could he ignore most people.
Yang Feng said lightly: “Greater aristocrats and top merchants as well aristocrats close to us, give them what they want. As for the rest, they don’t matter.”
Garça contemplated for a moment and then revealed a smile: “That’s reasonable!”
Over time, the whole St. Tulan City went crazy over the invitations, and the price of the invitations had inflated to 500 gold coins.
Invitations to the potion auction evolved into a symbol of status, as if the people with invitations were real bigwigs.
10 days later, in a large manor near the St. Tulan City
Luxurious carriages arrived at the large manor from the St. Tulan City.
The pavement of the large manor, which was similar to cement, was very even, and the carriages that drove atop it didn’t shook too much.
Near an emerald-like lake, there were numerous tables with different delicacies spread atop them, and beautiful maidservants shuttled between them.
Immaculately dressed men and women stood near those tables. These people were the bigwigs to whom countless people of the Morrince Empire looked up to.
These bigwigs formed circles of 2 or 3 people to chat. Of course, the mysterious potions to be auctioned were the main subject of conversation.
Suddenly, there was a commotion. A handsome man with short blond hair and a gentle smile strode over under the escort of a man and a woman dressed in martial attire.
“Your Highness!” Some of the bigwigs from the faction of the 3rd Prince Porta came over and saluted him. A small circle was quickly formed around Porta.
Shortly after Porta arrived, a young man with a stern-looking expression, facial features similar to those of Porta, and short blond hair arrived with 2 guards dressed in martial attire in tow.
“Your Highness!” Some of the bigwigs close with the 9th Prince Sanair came over and saluted him. A small circle was quickly formed around Sanair.
Almost at the same time, a youngster with short blond hair, who looked like he was only 16 or 17 years old and still possessed the innocence of childhood, came over with 2 good-looking female guards in martial attire in tow. The youngster looked very proud, as if everyone else in the world were beneath him.
“Your Highness!” The bigwigs close with the 13th Prince Sucre came over, saluted him, and quickly formed a small circle around him.
The 3 princes looked at each other, then broke away from their guards and went to meet each other.
Porta had a complicated look in his eyes as he said slowly: “Grand Pharmacist Ian. To be able to recruit a Grand Pharmacist to serve him, Garça has great luck.”
Among the alliance formed by the 4 princes, Porta and Garça had the strongest forces. Now that Garça got Yang Feng to help him, he become the one with the strongest force in this lose alliance.
Sucre replied with a smile: “The stronger Garça gets, the better it is for us, right? André is too strong. We need someone who can withstand his pressure.”
Sanair nodded silently.
The Great Prince André was wise and valiant. He was the grand marshal of the southern corps and had countless experts as his subordinates. Together, the 4 princes only managed to slightly suppress André.
Of course, the 4 princes joined hands on the surface, but in secret, they hindered each other. If the 4 princes worked together in earnest, then with the strength of their mothers’ families behind them, they could completely suppress the Great Prince André.
“Grandmaster Ian!! Grandmaster Ian is here!!”
“Grandmaster Ian, grandmaster Ian arrived!!”
“…”
Suddenly, there was a clamor, and everyone began to look for Yang Feng. Practically everyone present came for Yang Feng’s potions.
Under the crowd’s watchful gazes, Yang Feng, Garça, and Ulyana, entered the venue under the escort of the Lightning Sacred Swordsman Ca.s.sius.
Once he entered the venue, Garça took Yang Feng to the 3 princes.
Garça introduced proudly and arrogantly: “Ian, let me introduce you. This is my brother Porta, this is my brother Sanair, and this is my brother Sucre. Brothers, this is Ian, who is the master of the Miracle City of the Red Earth Wasteland, the earl of the Red Earth Wasteland, a court grandmaster, and a Grand Pharmacist.”
Every t.i.tle represented an ident.i.ty of Yang Feng, and each ident.i.ty was very n.o.ble. Those ident.i.ties superimposed were even more n.o.ble than the ident.i.ty of some ordinary princes.
Yang Feng said with a smile: “h.e.l.lo!”
“h.e.l.lo, Earl Ian!” The 3 princes greeted very politely. Even Sucre, who wore a proud expression, was not lacking in manners.
“Grandmaster Ca.n.a.les!! Grandmaster Ca.n.a.les is here!!”
“What? Where?”
“…”
When they heard the name Ca.n.a.les, the crowd was a little stunned at first. Suddenly, there was a stir, as everyone was looking for the person in question with excitement in their eyes.
Ca.n.a.les had been famous for decades and was one of the best Grand Pharmacists of the Morrince Empire. He was a legendary figure in the Morrince Empire, who, with the help of his potions, saved 2 Legend Wizards and killed 1 Legend Wizard and 4 Sacred Swordsmen. His life’s story was a tale of legends, and he was the most legendary Grand Pharmacist among the several Grand Pharmacists of the Morrince Empire.
Looking very contradictory at a glance, a short yet very young-looking man, who appeared to be in his twenties yet whose eyes were full of vicissitudes, slowly walked over with his hands behind his back and an indifferent expression on his face.
The short man was accompanied by a burly and handsome middle-aged man with dazzling golden hair and domineering demeanor, who seemed to carry the scent of iron and blood.
On the left of the middle-aged man was a handsome man with short red hair, slightly red eyes, and an average build. The abyss of his eyes seemed to contain endless mystery.
Behind the 3 men followed a dozen guards, with each guard exuding a strong aura.
When he saw the 3 men, Porta received a great shock, and his complexion changed dramatically. He said with great difficulty: “André recruited Grandmaster Ca.n.a.les and even a divine descendant of the G.o.d of War?”
The middle-aged man with the scent of iron and blood was the Great Prince André, the short man on his right was the Grand Pharmacist Ca.n.a.les, and the young men on his left was Chapero, the 1st successor to the Barrios Family, which was a divine descendant family of the strong divine power rank G.o.d of War Barrios.
The complexions of Garça’s group of 4 people became very unsightly.
In general, divine descendants didn’t partic.i.p.ate in the imperial power struggles of the Morrince Empire, and they didn’t care who the emperor was. However, there were no absolutes. Similarly, due to all kinds of reasons, there would be divine descendants partic.i.p.ating in imperial power struggles. Those who got support from divine descendants would very rarely fail in the imperial power struggles.
When he saw Garça’s group of 4, André walked towards them with his hands behind his back.
Along the way, as if it was a matter of course, the bigwigs of the Morrince Empire had no choice but to part and make way for André.