Chapter 41: Noble Relatives

The city of Frankland is roughly arranged in concentric circles, divided into three parts: the outer city, the inner city, and the king's city, each with its own city walls.

The Outer City is where the common people live, divided into different areas by main roads, with living facilities such as the market built inside. The national headquarters of the Warriors' Guild, the Mercenaries' Guild, and the Minstrels' Guild are all located here.

The city center is divided into the Church District, the Noble District, and the Wealthy District, with squares and parks of varying sizes in between.

The Church District is home to the main shrines of the major True God churches, the Clerics' Quarters, and the Mages' Guild.

The Noble District, as the name suggests, is home to the mansions of the great nobles and the Druid Guild.

In addition to wealthy merchants, the Noble District is also home to many honorary nobles.

In addition to the palace, the King's City also houses the headquarters of the Church of the God of Order.

In particular, the city gates between the outer and inner cities were guarded by soldiers, and no one could enter or leave the city at will, except for servants who served the nobles and workers who were engaged in various public affairs.

At that time, Christine was in a carriage traveling from the aristocratic district to the wealthy district to visit relatives. One of her aunts was married to an honorary count in the royal capital.

There are only two or three descendants of the Dragon Vein bloodline, and only one of them can awaken the talent of the Dragon Vein Warlock to inherit the legacy and have a life span of nearly 500 years.

For example, Christine's grandfather had two sons. The eldest son, Alexander Stewart, awakened his talent and became a Dragon Vein Warlock, while the second son, Liam Stewart, was unable to awaken his talent. He was only slightly more talented than ordinary humans, lived a few years longer, and was much more handsome.

Otherwise, the descendants of the Dragon Bloodline would have one generation every ten or twenty years, and they would all live for nearly five hundred years. Wouldn't the strength of the family increase geometrically? How was that possible?

Kristin's aunt was the daughter of her grandfather's younger brother, and when she reached her generation, she was just an ordinary person. However, because she was pretty, she married into a noble family.

Her in-laws were quite powerful, and they owned a mansion in a wealthy district, as well as several shops in the outskirts of the city. They also served as the court heralds of the kingdom, so it was easy for them to maintain the dignity of an honorary count.

The carriage stopped in front of the manor's main building. Aunt Leah Stewart Magna and Uncle Babbs Magna were waiting there with their servants.

The cavalrymen dispersed, the coachman opened the door, and Christine got out of the carriage with Elena's help. There was no need for someone to hold her hand, but that was the fashion in the royal capital and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Good morning, Uncle Bubus and Aunt Leah," Christine said as she bowed.

"Good morning, Christine," they replied.

Although they had met and talked at length at the previous banquet, a personal visit was also necessary, as was the etiquette of the nobility.

The guests were politely ushered into the drawing room, where a maid offered them tea.

Since it was customary on the Continent to add sugar, milk, cardamom, and even lemon and mint leaves to tea, the maid served the tea tray with various ingredients in small bowls for you to take as you pleased.

Don't underestimate these ingredients. Nobles with a little family history can easily tell the quality and freshness of these ingredients, which, like the tea, represent the wealth of the host.

While serving guests with common tea and ingredients will not cause dissatisfaction, using the best or the finest will enhance one's reputation in aristocratic circles.

Christine took a sip of what could be considered a medium grade tea. Her aunt's family still had a good standard of living.

"Uncle Babu, Aunt Leah, this is the gift I brought."

At Christine's signal, Elena presented a beautiful wooden box containing tea bricks produced in the area.

A cavalryman carried in a small oak cask, half a meter high, containing wine, on which were written a few lines in Elvish with a special vegetable dye.

"Christine, your gift is too valuable," said Aunt Leah happily, and Uncle Bubbs' face was also full of smiles.

The tea from Baron Stewart's domain was also considered high quality in the capital of Frank City, and a brick of tea cost 200 gold coins.

The wine produced on Elf Island is even more valuable in Frank City, and a small barrel of it costs at least 500 gold coins.

This brand of wine was given to Christine by the elven priests on behalf of the elven church after she arrived in Dominaria.

With these two beverages, they will be able to entertain important guests and host lavish banquets for the next year. This is a luxury only the highest nobles can enjoy, so how could they not be happy?

As the conversation continued, Uncle Bubbs and Aunt Leah could not help but become even more enthusiastic.

At this time, a young girl under the age of twenty, with brown hair, wearing a long skirt, and looking eight parts like Aunt Leah, walked into the living room and said, "Father, Mother, and Cousin Christine.

"Hello, Cousin Olivia," Christine greeted politely.

Olivia is Aunt Leah's eldest daughter, and from the mage emblem she wears, it can be seen that she is already a first order mage, but why she wears a long skirt instead of a mage robe is a matter of personal preference.

Although there is a generally accepted style and color for mage robes, there is no rule that mages must wear them. This is probably because no one would give up such a superior garment.

Kristin came to Frank City for the first time and had to pay a courtesy visit. After talking for about an hour, she got up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, she said, "Uncle Bubbs, Aunt Leah, my territory has already built a high-level mage tower. If Cousin Olive is interested, she can consider joining me."

This was a clear sign of recruitment. Although Olivier was only a first-level mage and not a high-ranking mage, she was still a rare mage, and moreover, she was a distant relative of the Stewart family, which was more reliable than other foreign mages.

"Okay, we'll think about it."

If Olivier agreed to go, it would be tantamount to pledging allegiance to Kristen. Such an important matter naturally needed careful consideration. If she didn't want to, she would of course understand what was going on if she didn't give an answer.

As they reached the front door, Olivia suddenly asked, "Cousin Christine, what are your plans for the rest of the day?"

"Nothing,"

Christine replied. She had come to Francetown to attend the banquets required by aristocratic etiquette, but otherwise she had no plans, for she was really quite lazy.

"Then let's go to the business district," Olivia suggested.

"Olivia, don't interrupt Kristin's work," Aunt Leah said.

Kristin said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I haven't explored Frank City in detail since I arrived, so it's good to let cousin Olivia show me around."

"Olivia, you have to leave early and come back early," Aunt Leah reminded her.

"Mother, I know,"

and then Olivia got into Kristin's carriage.

Thanks to the existence of professionals, the long gowns of the aristocracy were not as complicated as the puffy gowns of the Blue Star Middle Ages. They were based on luxury and maintained a certain ease of movement, so they could be worn directly without having to change.

The picture was found online for a general idea. The ones in the novel were more gorgeous.