After the father and son had dinner, Clemont returned to the room that had been rearranged for him.
As for Pamela, her father said that she had gone back to her parents' home to take care of her old father. Viscount Terrell Bryce, who is over eighty years old, may not be able to escape the fate of lying on the coffin board this time.
But Pamela was gone, so he didn't have to think about how to face her.
"Master Clemont, the bath water is ready!" As soon as he returned to the room, the maid's voice sounded outside the door.
Hearing the numbing voice, Clemont couldn't help but shudder. To be honest, the quality of his maids was pretty good.
But the scene in the afternoon was still vivid in his mind, and he didn't want to experience the sight of his little brother with his head held high.
As the master of the castle, if he wanted to, these maids would not resist.
But he, Clement, is a good citizen in the 21st century, so how could he do such illegal things? However, the main reason is that he is afraid that such things will weaken his fighting spirit. As a lucky person who has traveled to another world, he can
I don't want to live such a decadent life.
"Well, I got it, you guys can step back! I'll do it by myself in a while!" After rejecting the maid's offer, Clemont came to the bathroom alone.
After lying down in the bathtub, he stared at the ceiling in a daze.
He was about to leave for the Imperial Capital in three days. He didn't expect these things to happen when he came out this time. However, the development of the territory was now on track. As long as there were no changes, there was no need for him to worry about it.
Moreover, Enoch also promised him that he would take care of the Clermont Territory during the year he went to the imperial capital. In this way, Clermont would have nothing to worry about.
Moreover, he said that Enoch's body could last for about five or six years. Although he didn't know whether what he said was true or not, Clemont had no choice.
From a relationship point of view, he naturally doesn't want his father in his prime to die early, but there is nothing he can do now.
Only by going out can he find a way to extend Enoch's life, which is another important reason why he is willing to go to the Imperial Capital.
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Late at night, in the XC district of Sacker City, two sneaky figures appeared at the door of a pub.
Looking at the two enchanting catwomen with cat ears on their heads and tails on their butts at the door, one of them swallowed involuntarily.
"Dylan, can you please stop embarrassing me? How can I entrust you with important responsibilities in the future if you don't have any determination?"
Hearing Clemont's complaints, Dylan glanced at him, then rolled his eyes speechlessly.
You still have the nerve to talk to me, look at you, you didn’t even blink when you spoke.
However, Dylan only dared to say this in his heart. After all, where the identities of the two were now, Dylan still understood the concept of superiority and inferiority.
"Let's go in!"
Clemont came here late at night, not because he was looking for excitement, but because he really couldn't sleep, and since he came to this world, he had never had a good understanding of the local customs... so his purpose was really pure.
I may be the master of this place in the future, how can I do it if I don’t know!
After giving himself an excuse, Clemont walked into the tavern, but the scene inside was not what he thought.
Facing the door is a long bar. A bartender is working hard mixing drinks at the moment. In the center of the hall, there are independent seats. Although there are people in the seats, there are not many, and judging from the crowds of these people,
Judging from their words and deeds, most of them are not from the aristocratic class.
The pub has three floors, and the second and third floors are all private rooms.
Seeing someone coming in, the middle-aged steward of the tavern came over with a smile on his face.
"Welcome you two guests. I don't know if you two want to sit in the lobby or in the private room upstairs. The private room is still available, but it must be the first time for you to come to our Oaks Tavern, right?"
Looking at the smile on the steward's face, Clemont nodded expressionlessly.
"Then let's do this! I'll book a private room for you two. Of course, since it's your first time here, the price for the private room will be free of charge!"
"No, we can just sit in the lobby!" After declining the steward's offer, Clemont and Dylan found a seat in the lobby and sat down.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to take advantage of this. The reason why Clemont came to the tavern is to find the wine king. There is no wine king in the box!
"Give me a barrel of your best wine! I will pay for the consumption here tonight!" After sitting down, Clement looked around for a week, and then he patted the table and shouted loudly.
People in the hall were attracted by Clemont's actions and cast strange glances.
Although the wine in the Oakens Tavern is not the best in the city, the price is not bad. Judging from the clothes of these two people, their identities should not be simple, but this is the first time they have seen the noble young master who spends a lot of money in the tavern.
After all, there is no target for them to show off in the tavern.
"Damn, why are you looking at me like that? As a rich second generation, what's wrong with me paying you to drink?"
Clemont was a little unhappy, because these people clearly regarded him as a retarded person, which made him feel frustrated when he was experiencing the rich second generation for the first time.
But this cannot be blamed on the audience, because the pubs in this world are not like the pubs in the previous life. The pubs here are gathering places for men, and only a few pubs have women.
Wouldn't it be a fool to spend money to treat strangers to drinks here? But since someone is treating you, they are not welcome.
"Thank you so much, young master. I'd like to give you a drink, Harvey!" Seeing someone taking the lead, others also raised their glasses.
"Baron Clermont, it turns out to be you! I wonder how there can be such a heroic nobleman!"
Looking at the person who called out his name, Clemont went through the person's appearance in his mind for a while, but he couldn't find the corresponding name.
"Baron Clermont, have you forgotten? I went to Clermont Territory a month ago, and you asked Elton to sell the soap agency to me."
Hearing this person's words, Clemont suddenly realized that he was my tool... Bah, partner! No wonder he looked familiar.
In fact, it stands to reason that as the master of Sacker City, Clement should be easily recognized by others, but he was originally a boring otaku, and after experiencing a failed awakening at the age of fourteen, he was even less willing to go out.
As a result, few residents in the city have seen him.
After hearing Mod Ian's words, everyone here became uneasy. In the past few days, there were rumors in the city that Viscount Enoch was preparing to pass the title to his eldest son, which meant that he and others were now facing
That's right, they are the future owners of Saqr City, so how can they sit still?
"Why are you standing? Sit down! I'm just here to have a drink, you don't have to be so formal!"
Seeing the irritable look on Baron Clermont's face, everyone hurriedly sat down.
"Okay, you can drink freely and just pretend that I don't exist!"
Looking at the reserved people, Clemont was speechless.
It's like I'm just looking for someone who can drink to copy the specialization. Do you need this? I'm not a cannibal.