Chapter 43: Fiancée

“Heavens, at his age, reaching Level 4 is already amazing enough. What else could he be hiding?” Constantine said in astonishment.

“Ah, I’ve got it!” Felling suddenly said: “If I’m not mistaken, Little Stephen’s abilities should be related to his last Berserk incident. Although I don’t know how the Old Magic Saint did it, he clearly managed to preserve Little Steven’s strength after he went Berserk. So, since Little Stephen could go Berserk once, why not a second time?”

“Ah, if Little Stephen goes Berserk again, wouldn’t that reach Saint Level?” Constantine said in shock: “A sixteen-year-old Saint Level Expert? That’s too incredible, right?”

“No, no, it’s not that exaggerated. His own strength is only around Level 3. After going Berserk, he’d be Level 5. Plus, he is a magic-martial profession, so his combat power would be Level 6 at most. He probably still hasn’t reached Saint Level.” Felling then said: “However, his last Berserk surely couldn’t have just increased strength without any side effects, right? After all, Berserk is a form of overdrawing one’s life. I estimate that his next Berserk will likely have some impact, or even danger. Regardless, Little Stephen is strong, but not yet at the Saint Level stage. However, he is, after all, very young and has limitless potential!”

“In that case, we should pay much more attention to him in the future!” Constantine finished speaking, then suddenly covered her lips which had been kissed by Old Xie, a shy blush appearing on her face.

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Let’s say that after Old Xie walked out with Chris Chen, he was in a great mood and felt the trip was not in vain. The seed of the Ten-Thousand-Year Iron Thorn was secondary; what he valued most was Constantine herself. He could feel the sincerity she radiated towards him, which, for Old Xie, who had been through many hardships, was the most precious thing. And his final words to Constantine held a deeper meaning.

Old Xie’s hidden meaning was that he had come to view Constantine as a friend who could stand on equal footing with him. In the future, even if he wanted to woo her, he would absolutely do it properly. Even if he failed in the end, he would absolutely not fly into a rage out of humiliation.

For Old Xie, his belief had always been: if someone respects me a foot, I respect them ten feet; if someone offends me a foot, I retaliate ten feet. As the saying goes, distinct gratitude and grudges, that is how it is.

If Constantine were just a shallow, greedy woman who only wanted to swindle Old Xie out of some money, Old Xie wouldn’t mind using a mountain of gold to smash her onto his bed, and then toss her away once he was bored.

If Constantine wanted to plot against Old Xie, then he wouldn’t even use the mountain of gold. He would just sneak into the lady’s boudoir and abduct her, take her to a secret place, and play some games of training a Female Slave.

But Constantine had given him very sincere preferential treatment. You know, the seed of the Ten-Thousand-Year Iron Thorn was an extremely rare treasure. Under normal circumstances, selling it for a hundred thousand Gold Coins would be easy. Even with the flaw, it would be worth twenty or thirty thousand. Moreover, Constantine could have completely concealed this flaw; anyway, Old Xie couldn’t find another seed to verify it.

Yet Constantine not only did not deceive Old Xie, she almost sold it to him at half price. This clearly contained her sincerity towards him. For Old Xie, who was used to deception and contempt, this sincerity was too rare; he would definitely cherish it. That was why Old Xie wanted to give her a sincere guarantee in return. This was Old Xie’s principle in life.

After going out the door, Chris Chen asked, “Young Master, where are we going now?”

“Find a place to eat. By the way, I have something to ask you!” Old Xie suddenly said with a grim expression. He was actually annoyed that Chris Chen hadn’t told him about the fiancée, causing him to make a fool of himself in front of a beauty. It was too depressing.

“Yes, Young Master!” Chris Chen hurriedly said: “There are many places to eat. Actually, we can just eat in our own shop~”

“No!” Old Xie waved his hand and said: “I want to go to the best restaurant in the Imperial Capital!”

“Ah?” Chris Chen immediately said in difficulty: “Young Master, that kind of Grand Hotel is very, very expensive. One meal costs over a dozen Gold Coins, equivalent to your monthly allowance, Young Master. It’s not worth it?”

“Don’t we still have over 80 Gold Coins?” Old Xie said impatiently.

“Yes, but don’t you plan to buy other things?” Chris Chen said with a frown: “Moreover, you now owe Miss Constantine ten thousand Gold Coins. Even if you ask the Master for it, I’m afraid it will affect your allowance.”

“Che, no ambition!” Old Xie couldn’t help but roll his eyes at him: “I spend money and still need to ask others? Are you kidding me?”

“But~” The Old Steward wanted to speak, but was directly interrupted by Old Xie waving his hand.

“Less nonsense. Just do what I tell you to do, don’t worry about the rest!” Old Xie said impatiently.

“Yes, Young Master!” Chris Chen had no choice but to take Old Xie to an exceptionally luxurious hotel.

The grandeur here was even greater than Constantine’s shop, several times larger in size alone. Inside, it was magnificent, and the guests coming and going were either rich or noble. Although Old Xie and Chris Chen were dressed decently, they didn’t receive much respect, at most being allowed to dine in the main hall.

But who was Old Xie? How could he squeeze together with so many people in the main hall? So he directly had Chris Chen tip a Gold Coin, instantly stunning the server. That one Gold Coin was almost half a year’s salary for him?

Under Old Xie’s sugar-coated bullets, the server immediately became obsequious and led Old Xie into the most luxurious private room here. It was a place that could almost accommodate an entire reinforced platoon for a meal, yet now it only received Old Xie and Chris Chen.

Outside, Chris Chen obviously didn’t dare not to give Old Xie face. When Old Xie said to tip, he obediently gave the money, not even daring to show a hint of reluctance, fearing he would lose Old Xie’s face. This made Old Xie very satisfied. So he simply had Chris Chen sit opposite him.

Although Chris Chen felt this was improper, since Old Xie said so, he had to sit down. Anyway, the server would take care of everything, so he didn’t need to worry.

Next, Old Xie ordered a large pile of dishes, as well as several bottles of different kinds of fine wine. Chris Chen’s face turned green watching this. He estimated that after this meal, the money in his pocket would be just barely enough to pay the bill.

After the food was served, Old Xie took a few big bites, drank a few cups of wine, and only then put down his cutlery. He then waved his hand to dismiss the Attendant and said to Chris Chen, “I say, shouldn’t you explain to me about my fiancée?”

“Ah, I forgot to mention it!” Chris Chen finally snapped out of his distress over the Gold Coins and hurriedly said, “You have long had a fiancée, the Empire’s Eldest Princess, Her Highness Catherine!”

“Hm?” Old Xie’s face turned green as soon as he heard that.