Lamiel is a romantic and powerful poet.
At least, that’s how he sees himself.
He is nearly sixty years old, but his level is stuck at level ten, a level ten Minstrel.
He has traveled throughout the Gula Kingdom, and although he couldn’t afford to visit some of the lesser planes, he’s seen many sights.
He’s even wandered the lands of the Holy Life Alliance and the territories of the Eternal Freeze Court.
He’s witnessed the rise and fall of countless nobles, seen the prosperity and decline of various aristocrats.
And today, he seems to see in Lin Ke some of those qualities only found in old aristocrats.
It’s a quality that hasn’t been corrupted by decadence and indulgence, ancient and sacred.
This trait often appears in the founders of a particularly flourishing family.
Rarely, it appears in an heir from a declining family, relying on this heir to turn the tide.
This is very rare, more often it is the founders who have such a trait.
And now, the quality that Lin Ke possesses is precisely that.
Moreover, Lin Ke’s trait surpasses those of the nobles Lamiel has seen.
Because Lin Ke is more intelligent and younger!
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Of course, the other adventurers don’t think as much as Lamiel does.
"Mr. Lin Ke, please let me charge with you!"
The only female in the group of adventurers shouted, catching Lin Ke’s attention.
This is a woman in pink armor, or rather a girl of fifteen or sixteen.
The girl carried two riveted large hammers, her short hair tied haphazardly with straw, her face fervent: "I will lead the charge!... Oh, Andrew’s Leg, Mr. Lin Ke, I think I’ve fallen in love with you... Damn it! I meant to say, I want to be your follower!"
The girl’s most distinguishing feature wasn’t her slightly freckled yet cute face, nor her deep black eyes, but rather her armor that seemed about to burst in front.
This is Tsunade reborn? Is it?
Lin Ke felt a bit dizzy but still asked, "Ma’am, may I ask you..."
"I’m an eighth-level Charming Beauty, Lolita, pfft, what are you looking at, you bunch of cowards, sis only sleeps with the strong!" Lolita slammed her two hammers on the ground.
She pompously waved her fist, seemingly trying to disperse the gazes of the other adventurers.
Yet because her actions were too exaggerated, those overly ample areas were almost exposed, making the nearby men stare even more intently, even Lamiel couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
"Pardon me, ma’am, but isn’t your profession more suited to boosting morale? Charging is the task of us men, of us Knights," Lin Ke politely reminded, trying not to look at the conspicuous features.
Isn’t that quite inappropriate?!
Anyone who plays basketball knows that charging with the ball is a serious offense.
And also, according to the local customs, no one clamors for gender equality, because men and women here are genuinely equal.
As long as you have strength, no one cares if you’re male or female.
"Damn it! Who says women can’t do men’s work!" Lolita retorted angrily, "If it weren’t for my damned old dad selling me to Pink Street, who would want to take up the profession of Charming Beauty, pfft."
Saying that, Lolita rolled her eyes at Lin Ke with a smile: "Uh... Mr. Lin Ke, you see... if I follow you, I can become a Knight, right?"
"What I want most in my life is to be a Knight. I had no choice back then, but now I want to dual-class and make Knight my main profession." Lolita smiled shyly.
A tragic background, violent tendency, high emotional intelligence.
Seeing Lolita’s flexible expressions, Lin Ke took a deep look at her: "Of course, but I want to ask... I believe many nobles won’t refuse your joining, nor would they lack Knight profession ratios, why did you choose me?"
It’s a simple question, but Lin Ke had to ask. He also looked at the other adventurers, including Lamiel: "I hope you all can answer this question, it’s very important!"
Their motivations were few, Lin Ke needed to use them to the fullest and decide how to treat them.
For those coming for benefits, give benefits.
For those coming for passion, give passion.
Of course, by passion, he meant temporary fervor, establishing meritorious deeds, etc., definitely not romantic passion with him.
"I just heard that Azanen’s Young Master Lin Ke is very handsome! Now that I see you, not only handsome but with a strong masculine appeal!" Lolita exclaimed, and from her eyes and fingers, one could tell she wanted to pinch Lin Ke’s face.
Who did you learn that from, did you meet others in the castle?
"Hehe, of course, I also don’t want to be a plaything for those nobles. I believe Mr. Lin Ke wouldn’t do such things." Lolita added, clearly one of her genuine thoughts.
A person with dignity... Lin Ke nodded slightly, looking at the others.
These people had already declared their allegiance. Compared to followers, pledging loyalty to a lord was a looser form of association, as they didn’t have to sign any Divine Power contract.
However, staying in times of crisis indeed required some determination.
"I respect your words! Man enough!" A burly man replied after Lolita.
Then, everyone expressed their reasons, and Lin Ke discerned the truth in their words.
After they finished, Lin Ke started allocating them, assigning these people to various places.
Azanen Castle didn’t have much of value. Truly valuable items like Divine Artifact fragments and Magic items were kept by Ove.
These adventurers weren’t here for a mere few gold coins.
After the allocation, Lin Ke realized most of these adventurers were combat types.
Non-combat professions, like Enlightenment Teachers or Architects, had difficulty surviving on their own in the early stages.
So mostly nobles took these professions, with a few rising to become much sought after.
After handling everything, Lin Ke didn’t have time to rest, stretching not even a bit before getting up from his seat and walking out hurriedly.
The castle was still bustling, but unlike before, now the whole castle operated in an orderly fashion, the coming and going servants like worker ants in an anthill, neatly organized.
The servants walked on either side, allowing Lin Ke to stride quickly through the center.
He swiftly descended to the dungeon.
Two burly guards were earnestly keeping watch.
"From now on, there will be a password for entering here," Lin Ke informed, blurting out the code: "Everyone else must say ’Eat a peach’ and I will say ’Yes Mora’ to pass, otherwise even if it’s ’me,’ without the code, you can’t pass."
The two guards nodded silently.
They didn’t know the meaning, only that they needed to accept it.
Lin Ke came to the teleporter and silently stood there, lost in thought as he gazed at the magic circle.
After a while, he sighed, channeling his professional power into it and, amidst transformations, arrived at Ove’s plane.
Today marks the sixth year since his arrival in this world, his birthday.
A godly downfall on his birthday, along with a magical beast outbreak and a kingdom war.