That night, Watson introduced Nightingale to his family.
They were at the dinner table; Edward and Catherine were very enthusiastic when they heard about Nightingale’s background. They asked Wendy to cook more Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs for Nightingale.
The eldest brother, Vincent, looked at Nightingale a few more times with a serious expression.
He heard that she had some conflicts with the guards after she had snuck into the castle. However, no one mentioned it to him. He knew that they did that because they wanted to protect him, but he still felt uncomfortable. Nightingale was not only a member of the Shadow Guards, but she was also an assassin. What if something had happened to Watson?
As he thought about that, he sat up straight and turned to Watson, who sat next to him. He said, “Watson, the next time something like this happens, I hope that you won’t hide it from me.”
Watson gave him a wry smile and said, “I won’t.” He did not mean to hide it from his brother; it was the guards who had made that decision.
On the other hand, Scarlet had acted oddly with Nightingale. She seemed to be on her guard, but at the same time, she also seemed to be dissatisfied. She pouted.
Scarlet looked down at her flat chest and then at Nightingale’s full bosom. She whispered, “Forget about Wendy. Why is there another one here?”
She had always been Watson’s eldest sister. She felt as if her cute little brother was about to be snatched away.
“I didn’t expect that the Blackmoon Castle had already attracted the border guards’ attention. But, Watson, I have to say, you handled this matter very well.”
Edward used a knife and fork to peel a Rainbow Phoenix egg on his plate as he said softly, “I have been very worried about your future since you are the youngest in the family. However, your ability and maturity has reassured me. I want to wait a few more years until you’re 13 or 14 years old; you’ll be able to participate in the kingdom’s noble assessment and become a real baron! Your mother and I also trust that you’d take care of the family’s affairs.”
Edward’s eyes lit up as he thought of something. “With Miss Nightingale’s guarantee, Watson will definitely become a baron. I want to take advantage of my good health to have a few more children with Catherine. Perhaps the Garry family can become a great noble family at the border in the future! This is partly because of Watson and also because he had inherited my excellent genes.”
Catherine rolled her eyes at him. “What inheritance? What advantages do you have? If you want to say that, then Watson inherited that from me.”
Then, Catherine turned her head and smiled brightly at Nightingale.
That smile did not mean respect for a strong person, but it was how a mother-in-law would look at her future daughter-in-law.
Even though Watson was still very young and was not even at an age where they would discuss marriage, she still had to prepare for it. They had many children in the family; they would have to pawn their items if they wanted to discuss marriages for all of them. Furthermore, it was likely that Watson would not stand a chance. However, they had two new ladies in the castle, and Catherine thought that both of them were pretty good. So it was time to make some plans for Watson.
Wendy was Liszt’s sister. In terms of status, she was not worthy of Watson. However, in the tradition of the nobles, personal maids had to do housework and sleep with their master. In Catherine’s eyes, Wendy, who was the same age as Watson, had already been destined to be Watson’s.
As for Nightingale, she was from Fairy Castle. If she were with Watson, then the Garry family would be able to build a relationship with the border count. Of course, Nightingale, who had taken off her veil, looked to be around 15 or 16 years old; she was older than Watson, so the two of them might not be suited for each other. Then, Catherine thought of her eldest son, Vincent—she would be good for him.
When she thought about that, Catherine’s attitude toward Nightingale became more enthusiastic.
After the meal, everyone had already learned Nightingale’s background. Her parents also agreed with the conditions that she had brought. The guards no longer targeted Nightingale; they only looked at her curiously and sighed when they thought about how she was the border count’s subordinate. She was so young, and she was already a gold tier warrior while they were only bronze tier warriors. They felt very ashamed.
After the meal, Watson wiped his mouth elegantly with a handkerchief. Then, he said, “Miss Nightingale, if you’re not in a hurry to go back and report to the border count, I think you should stay here for a while! Of course, we will provide for you while you are here. However, there’s a small price to pay.”
“What is it?” Nightingale asked.
“I would like you to help me train my guards, the ones who fought you just now, until your return to Fairy Castle. During this period, if you can help one of the guards to advance successfully, I’ll give you silver tier equipment. And if you can help everyone advance, then I’ll give you a full set of gold tier equipment, including a mount. What do you think of this condition?”
That was an irresistible offer.
Nightingale thought about it carefully and put a peeled Rainbow Phoenix Chicken egg into her mouth. Then, she smiled charmingly.
“Lord Sylvan didn’t set a time limit for me to stay here. I think I can linger for at least a month. Your offer is very generous, indeed. Very well, I agree! However, I want to add one more term. Give me at least ten Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs every day.”
Praise the fairy! That was the best thing she had ever eaten. Even the border count did not raise magical beasts of that quality. However, she felt that her strength had improved slowly. If she were not worried that the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken could not lay too many eggs daily, she would want to have a hundred eggs every day.
As the border count’s subordinate, Nightingale was very curious about Blackmoon Castle’s real strength. Besides the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs, she stayed to gather information. She was also interested in Watson’s so-called fusion magic.
Since he could equip the guards at the castle with bronze tier weapons and armor, it meant that Watson’s magic was effortless to activate. It could not only fuse with magical beasts, but it could also fuse with armor and ores. Who knew there was such a magical skill in the world?
Watson also smiled in satisfaction.
Nightingale was a gold tier elite. She was the strongest person he had ever met. Even though the guards at the castle had improved their strength, it was still not enough. The training program he had developed was only effective for the short term, but Nightingale was a different story.
The experience shared by a gold tier warrior would be beneficial. He could also learn a lot from her.
At the same time, he did not know much about the border count. He could use that period to deepen his friendship with Nightingale and get some helpful information from her. Most importantly, he knew that the owners of the nearby farms were unhappy with how quickly Blackmoon Castle had expanded. Since Nightingale was there, they would not be able to invade his castle even if they joined forces and had a gold tier master with them.
Watson and Nightingale looked at each other maliciously, but their faces remained elegant.
Wilber Liszt Manor.
Wilber sat in the hall; he was surrounded by more than a dozen chairs. There were many well-dressed people with him—they were owners from nearby farms. Most of them were unhappy with Watson’s unfettered expansion.
Wilber’s face was gloomy as he looked at the people there. “I believe you all know why you’re here! This morning, Blackmoon Castle rejected my daughter Monica’s betrothal. This is not only an insult to me but also a slap to my family’s face. I believe all of you must have the same thought. Blackmoon Castle thinks nothing of us, and they are full of malice. I know that you won’t sit idly by and let them continue so arrogantly!”
All the farm owners’ lips twitched when they heard that.
It was true that they did not like Watson, but they were not as shameless as Wilber. He had wanted to use his daughter to build a relationship with Blackmoon Castle, and they were furious when they chased away.
However, there was no need to say such words to him. When they heard Wilder’s words, several farm owners spoke one after another.
“It’s one thing for Blackmoon Castle to recruit guards, but now they’re recruiting farmers. They’re not giving us a way out! Without these people, how are we going to survive the cold winter? I’m willing to send 200 people to attack the Blackmoon Castle.”
Another person said, “We don’t have many people on our farm, and more than half of them had joined Blackmoon Castle! “Therefore, I can only send a hundred people. If we don’t have enough people, perhaps we can combine our resources and hire a few elites. We can assassinate the Master of Blackmoon Castle! Coincidentally, I know a silver tier bounty mage from Monte Town; he is good at these types of problems, and he has a fair price too—only 100 gold coins for an attack!”