Chapter 92: What is the most important? (1/2)

The zone belongings to the Traver was the west.

After leaving Lilith, he hopped on his carriage and took the road. Thankfully, it did not take long for him to reach the mansion belonging to the ducal family.

It was a large mansion five stories tall full of different decorations, giving a somewhat gaudy atmosphere or that of a parvenu. Of course, Sol knew that underestimating the Duke just because of that would be stupid.

”Welcome your highness.”

Stepping out of his carriage, Sol paused at the reception reminiscing of what happened with the Highland.

Only this time, rather than rows of soldiers, what greeted him were two rows of beautiful women clad in skimpy maid clothes that barely covered their curves.

Sol had to admit that being greeted by such a line up was a turn on. If he wasn't already used to his maids, he would be grinning or blushing like a fool currently.

'Seems like Lilith's objective was meet.'

Smiling, he began to walk toward the entrance of the mansion where a stout short man was waiting for him without paying attention to the maids around.

Sex was something he could have at any moment. So he didn't crave it as much as most people.

Behind him, Setsuna was walking with a frown on her face at the blatant attempt of seduction while Milia keep a calm and serene smile.

The maid she chooses always wore rather conservative dresses that went past their knees, but she knew that those clothes had a greater allure for Sol.

What's more, she had absolutely no worries. She was always there to help Sol relieve himself if he needed it.

Thinking about that brought her mood up and erased any ill feelings she might have from the meeting with her colleagues.

Hermes Traver, seeing the prince walk unfazed, had to increase his opinion of the prince.

Being strong didn't mean much to him. After all, at the end of a day, for a kingdom, while à powerful Ruler was necessary, what truly mattered was nothing more than money.

War costs money.

Peace costs money.

Only the goddesses or the divine beings could escape this law.

So more than his fighting prowess, what mattered to him was the prince mindset. At least for now it didn't disappoint him.

Giving a genuine smile once the prince reached him, he bowed and said in a clear voice,

”Welcome your highness. Your presence brightens and honor my house. I hope you will have a pleasant stay.”

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After a somewhat surprising warm welcome, Sol alone sat in the main office of the Duke with a pondering expression.

Milia and Setsuna were currently outside of the room but were ready to rush in at any moment.

After all, while the Duke Highland was very trustworthy, The Duke Traver didn't have such a glorious reputation. So they had to be careful.

Sol on the other was rather curious.

He was ready for many things, but not something like that. After all, even Duke Highland took his time to observe him more before beginning to discuss serious matters.

Still, it did not bother him.

Facing him, was the Duke Hermes Traver, sipping on a cup of tea.

Silence hung in the room, but Sol wasn't in a hurry to dispel it. He felt as if he would lose if he talked first. So he simply closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Hermes, seeing Sol so relaxed was once again pleasantly surprised. He could see that it wasn't him acting, but that he was truly at ease in the current situation.

Deciding that staying silent longer than that would just be a waste of time, he coughed a little to get Sol's attention.

”If I may ask, how was your meeting with the old man?”

Sol, giving a small smile, leaned on his chair with his legs crossed in a rather arrogant way, while his chin pointed upward and his gaze fixed downward in a condescending manner.

”If by, old man, you mean Duke Tyr Highland, then know that he accepted to leave his neutrality and swear true allegiance to me.”

Hermes was once again surprised but not overly so this time. After all, he had already received the rapport from his spies and knew what he had to expect.