I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 257 - 244 Drink this Cup of Wine, We are Still Good Friends (Please Subscribe)

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Chapter 257: Chapter 244 Drink this Cup of Wine, We are Still Good Friends (Please Subscribe)

Through the long corridor, Laud’s mood plummeted to the valley floor, as his prior plans had been utterly disrupted.

Lord Lynn probably didn’t want to startle the snake by hitting the grass, or perhaps he had new ideas, but now it was no easy task for Laud alone to deal with William.

Fortunately, the ring didn’t cease to function once it left his possession, Laud could only hope that Lord Lynn would find an opportunity to deal with the trouble there and come to his rescue.

Now all he could do was to delay as much as possible and then play it by ear!

“This is the place!” Kodi led Laud to the right side of the fortress, where the heavy stone door slowly opened.

Kodi stayed outside, Laud stepped in, and the heavy stone door behind him immediately closed. Inside was a grand hall, lavishly decorated with priceless murals on the walls and thick red carpets on the floor, filled with opulence and the air of nobility.

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The long table in the center of the hall was already set with a variety of lavish dishes, looking extremely sumptuous. Had it not been for the fully armed guards standing on both sides of the hall, he almost thought he had been truly invited to enjoy a feast.

Laud’s gaze gradually moved to the end of the long table, where he saw the estate owner—William!

He was an overweight man of over three hundred pounds, wrapped in a wide grey robe that snugly enveloped his flesh. His hair shone like fireflies in the night, his eyes narrowed into slits, nostrils turned skyward, emanating a disgustingly strong scent of alcohol.

At that moment, he was leisurely savoring a glass of red wine, with a maid diligently serving him at his side.

“You’ve finally arrived,” William set down his goblet, rose from his chair, and clapped his hands, signaling the surrounding maids to withdraw, then pointed to a seat beside him.

“Please take a seat, Mr. Laud.”

Laud, as if he had forgotten the slight unpleasantness at the door, clasped the cane in his hand and settled down gracefully like an invited guest, yet not in the seat William had indicated, but directly opposite him.

William didn’t seem to care, he personally scooped up a glassful of scarlet liquid, filled another glass, and handed it directly to Laud, speaking deliberately.

“I’ve heard that Mr. Laud also once worked for Lord Helram, just like me, responsible for transporting goods from the Sekas Empire to Wizard Land, is that right?”

“It seems you’ve dug up quite a bit of intelligence in Iyeta!” Laud didn’t touch the glass of wine, nor was he surprised that the other party knew this.

Back then, he followed Lynn and sought refuge in Iyeta, causing no small commotion there, nearly the whole city knew; William gathering the relevant intelligence and surmising his identity was to be expected.

However, looking at the pompously luxurious and nearly spherical figure of William, Laud couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy. Although he had been in charge of many people back in the port town, plainly speaking, he was not presentable in high society, always having to play to the faces of nobility and the church.

William clearly had a much better hand than him, not only cozying up to the great Prince Harold but also becoming a genuine Viscount, his figure alone revealing how much he indulged!

“For people like us, it’s always natural to scout for some information, isn’t it? No matter how splendid one appears, they are just a whipped cur dog when called and a dismissed stray when sent away,” William shook his head, his words loaded with meaning.

Laud certainly understood the underlying message, although he didn’t agree, responding with a sneer, “Who isn’t a lapdog in this world? Even the mighty King, Basel, can’t decide on his own heir, and that esteemed Cardinal cannot defy the commands of the higher ups in the church…”

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“You’re right, since we’re all just scraping by under someone else’s roof, why not seek a shelter that is bigger and higher?” William said leisurely, sipping from the wine glass. “Ultimately, this world still belongs to the nobility and the church; all worldly affairs fall under the King, and the spirit and belief under God…”

“But the world is always changing, perhaps even faster than you imagine!” Laud said noncommittally.

“I would like to see that for myself.” William was unfazed, and then, casually, he asked, “So, what are your plans for dealing with me?”

Laud’s heart skipped a beat, as things were clearly spiraling out of his control, but he managed to calm himself and asked in confusion, “What do you mean by that, William? Wasn’t it you who invited me here to discuss the trade shares for ores and glassware?”

“Before entering, you had your men take away all my self-defense items; could it be you’re still worried this lame man without magic could do something to you?” Laud lightly stroked his walking stick with his right hand, saying this with a sneer.

“Be that as it may, I might as well offer you an out!” William got straight to the point. “I need to know, how many wizards did Mr. Lynn send into the capital of Hadlata, and what are they planning to do?”

“Additionally, where has the Compass that can locate Wizard Land been placed?” William stared intensely at Laud, pressing him for answers.

The guards on both sides had already drawn their long swords, and in just two or three short minutes after entering the hall, William had already come to a confrontation.

Laud hesitated for a long while as if weighing the pros and cons, sinking into deep contemplation until William’s expression grew noticeably impatient, then, as if finally making up his mind, he burst out saying,

“That compass has always been in the care of Lord Orlando!”

Laud was making it up as he went along; in truth, the airship’s locator had long been replaced by something called a compass, and even if one got it, they would need to know the exact location of Wizard Land for it to work, otherwise, one could search the ocean slowly.

“Then, how many have entered the kingdom of Hadlata? Are there any great wizards, and how many official wizards?” William asked again.

Laud pondered at length again before slowly responding, “Around a few dozen people, I think. I am not certain; only Lord Orlando knows the specifics…”

Perhaps noticing Laud intentionally dragging out the time, William’s expression became dangerous. He extended his plump index finger, pointing towards the cup of red wine on the table, and said in an indisputable tone, “I’m giving you thirty seconds to think it over. Drink that wine, then we can talk.”