Head Commander Hoover was a little surprised. His sword was already a top-quality magic sword made by Abel. If Abel gave him another one, it could only mean one thing: this new one was better.

As a Head Commander, he loved weapons beyond everything. A good weapon was a knight’s lifeline.

He had been holding knight swords all his life, but a curious look suddenly emerged on his face when he held this new one. The sword looked ordinary; it didn’t even feel like a magic sword.

But this had only made him even more excited. This was grandmaster Abel’s new work, and he trusted Abel more than his own feelings.

“Grandmaster Abel, I will protect the duchy of Carmel with the sword you grant me!” Head Commander Hoover placed both hands on his sword and bowed.

After sending off the heads of the families and Head Commander Hoover, Abel relaxed again. With the help of those people, the Duchy of Carmel would be stable.

“Your Majesty, I have something to ask you!” Burbridge the Butler” Stepped up after the guests had left.

“Speak!” Abel took a sip of juice and waved.

“Your Majesty, since you are new to the throne, everything in the palace needs to be renewed to your liking. The tailors, coachmen, chef, and all levels of servants and guards all need your approval!” Burbridge said.

Abel did not give the palace much thought. He could hardly care for luxury decorations in the palace, he didn’t have much interest in clothes, and there was no way the chefs could be better than the ones he cultivated. As for the guards, well, they were a joke.

How could a guard ever compete with a wizard; they could only stop thieves from entering the palace. As long as they were loyal, their ability doesn’t really matter to Abel.

“Burbridge, I’m the king, but the Harry Family in Harvest City is not a big noble family, so the stewards in my family won’t serve me in the palace. I hope you can serve me well. I will not mistreat you or your family, of course!” Abel gazed at Burbridge, the butler.

“Your Majesty, I promise I will serve the Harry Family in Harvest CIty to the end of time!” Burbridge bowed with Excitement.

“I accept your honor!” Abel smiled and signaled him to stand up again.

As Burbridge stood up again, he added, “Since you are familiar with the palace, just run things how it always used to be. As long as the guards are loyal, then it is fine. Their abilities don’t matter!”

“Yes, your majesty!” Burbridge bowed again.

“There is no need to change the look of the palace!” But then Abel remembered those countless works of art he got from Lut Gholein. It would be a waste to store them in some deserted pace, so he added, “I will bring some works of art over, and you can put them around the palace.”

“Yes, your majesty. You did not have a ceremony after claiming your throne, but we should still organize a wine party for you to meet the nobles of Bakong City. You can also invite your old friends!” Burbridge suggested.

“See how long it will take to organize a party. I will send the chefs in my castle here to train the chefs in the palace for the food. I will also provide red wine as well!”

“That’s amazing; the food in Harry Castle is legendary in the Human world!” Burbridge said with a smile. He then added, “a wine party will take 20 days to organize. Is that okay?”

“Yes, go for it. Just enough time for me to set up a teleportation circle!” Abel nodded with a smile.

“Your Majesty, since the George family had been banished, the treasury of the palace has locked. If you have time, you can go take a look!” Burbridge reminded.

“Treasury?” Abel felt a tingle. He suddenly remembered that the Wizard Union kicked out the George family, so they did not have time to pack up everything. All of their assets were perfectly preserved.

“Take me there!” Abel grew interested all of a sudden. This Duchy had existed for countless generations; he wanted to know what kind of goodies it would have.

Burbridge bowed with a smile and led the way. He was very happy not only because Abel had affirmed his status but also because his new king was the legendary Grandmaster Abel. He knew this new king would not be too fussy.

Especially the attitude Abel had shown when he heard about the treasury. It was not coming from a place of greed, but curiosity–like a child discovering a new toy. At that moment, Burbridge felt like he was serving a teenager.

There were rows of knights in the palace. They were all official knights organized by head commander Hoover.

Some kind of military force was always needed with the change of the throne. If not, the ones with the wrong intentions might take advantage.

“The prestigious majesty!” All the knights bowed at Abel as he passed by. It was glorious to have a powerful king.

From a narrow long passage, they arrived at the basement of the palace. The servants lit candles illuminating the entire basement.

He already expected how poor the duchy of Carmel was. There wasn’t even an illumination circle in Yveline’s magic tower, let alone the palace of the common world.

He began to wonder if he should install illumination circles all around the palace. Even beginner wizards could not afford those things, let alone nobles. But to Abel, it was like nothing.

Abel kept thinking about how he should touch up this place as he walked. This was where his offsprings would living. The more changes he made, the more enjoyable their life would become.

4 knights were guarding this underground structure.

“Head Commander Hoover sent some men to guard this place after the George family was kicked out, and no one has entered ever since!” Burbridge said softly.

Abel nodded and said to the 4 knights, “Thank you, stand down!”

“Your Majesty!” The knights bowed, passion leaking from their eyes.

They then stood up again and exchanged a glance. Each of them took out a key and jammed it inside the holes on the gate. With 4 twists, the gate was open.

Unless those knights had betrayed them, no normal person could open this gate.

Abel took two steps forward and realized Burbridge was not following him. So he said with a smile, “Burbridge, come along!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!” A spark of excitement emerged on the serious face of Burbridge.

A king’s trust was reflected in how many secrets they would let their butlers know. Some families would let their butler take care of their treasury, but some wouldn’t let anyone other than themselves.

Abel’s trust had made Burbridge extremely happy. With this, his status in the palace shot up.

Actually, Abel just didn’t care much about the treasury of this duchy. He just wanted to know if there was an unexpected reward. Most things in treasuries were valuable, but only to normal people, not wizards.

Abel was considered very wealthy even among wizards, so he didn’t care too much about this treasury.

He would have never come down here by himself if he needed to reward something to his servants in the future.

Therefore, giving his butler permission to enter was a must. At the same time, it would be a testimony to his butler’s ability.

Don’t underestimate Abel’s memory. As long as he focused, he could remember every single thing and quantity in this treasury.