Moreover, this isn't really a sacrifice.
Nobles do this all the ti, then turn around and use sha and morality to restrain the poor.
Because she had read books, she was particularly aware of this.
Emily curiously wanted to touch the swan's feathers, having only seen it in picture books, so she could tell her good friend Little Margery back at school.
But rembering her mother's warning, she quietly withdrew her hand.
Edmond cautiously stepped into the study, surveying the neatly arranged bookshelves and exquisitely carved mahogany desk, a surge of excitent welled up in his chest.
He restrained his joy, maintaining an air of composure, but couldn't help murmuring.
"Not bad... very nice..."
The man in the tuxedo felt a thrill of joy and continued leading them upstairs, chatting away: "The second floor is the bedroom area, the master bedroom is on the south side, with plenty of sunlight and good ventilation. On the north, there's the piano room, equipped with a top-tier piano, perfect for young ladies to study music."
Sofia slowly walked into the piano room, her fingers gently swiping over the black and white keys, the piano sound crisp and pleasant.
Her eyes were filled with delight as she softly said to her mother, "Mom, the piano here is much better than the one at the academy... Will the owner leave it for us?"
"Of course! Everything here is yours!" The tuxedoed man said eagerly, "The owner is about to develop in the New World, I heard it's the Gana Continent... perhaps it's fate."
"Be careful, Sofia, don't break it!" Anna's tone was full of nervousness, but couldn't hide her inner pride and anticipation.
After touring the interior, everyone returned to the yard because the eldest son Lucian, filled with knightly dreams, insisted on seeing the stables here.
This seed like a separate yard, different from the main yard at the entrance, the lawn was more lush and softer, even falling on it wouldn't be life-threatening, likely due to so magic accelerating plant growth.
Edmond didn't understand, only heard it couldn't grow crops well, but it's excellent for growing grass.
The stable was on one side of the small yard, well maintained, with three empty troughs and piles of hay and timber next to it.
Lucian excitedly ran to the stable, pushed open the door, peeked inside, then turned around, his eyes shining.
He couldn't wait to say, "Father, this is so much better than the one in our suburb! I really... love it here!"
Edmond nodded slightly at his son, a trace of satisfaction and joy quietly filled his eyes, yet he couldn't hide a touch of awkwardness and unease.
He secretly observed Lumier's expression, but couldn't figure out what the latter was thinking at all.
That fellow was clearly a steward, yet gave him the feeling of a priest in the church.
And the most rigid kind.
"The servant's quarters and storage are behind the stable, not only can you keep horses but also harmless demon beasts, like a mixed unicorn or big-horned deer," the man in the tuxedo enthusiastically continued his introduction, "The overall design is very thoughtful, living arrangents very convenient... do you need to show you anything else?"
"No, no need, I've seen enough." Edmond's heart was already filled with excitent, but he still tried to maintain a calm and composed deanor, clearing his throat, and deliberately asked casually, "Hmm, the house... it looks good, so what's the price?"
The man in the tuxedo responded with a smile.
"The asking price is 5052 gold coins, but I think if the owner hears about your noble identity, they should be willing to waive so small amount and make friends with you... I can negotiate for you!"
This sentence lightly floated into Edmond's ear, but it was like a thunderous clap that exploded in his heart, uncontrollably causing a fine sweat to appear on his forehead.
Fifty million copper coins!
That money could buy half a street on Loyalty Street!
"Five million... oh, I an five thousand gold coins isn't a lot," Edmond tried to keep his voice calm, narrowly avoiding exposing himself as soone who normally uses copper coins like a pauper.
He remained silent for a mont, desperately concealing his inner panic, forcing a smile as he said, "The house... really is great, just, my back hasn't been good, I'm afraid the lawn in the yard might be difficult to manage..."
Lucian hearing his father seed to want to give up, suddenly beca anxious, quickly speaking up: "Dad! I can clean up the lawn, this is sothing I can completely handle!"
When he practiced horsemanship on the farm in sumr, he occasionally helped his old man with so farm work, this little thing is nothing to him!
The agent was slightly stunned, then showed a smile hard to contain, politely explained: "Sir, you really have a sense of humor... normally, such work is of course for the servants, unless you're particularly enthusiastic about such activities, then that's a different matter."
Edmond's face flushed redder, embarrassed to the point of nowhere to hide,
"I, I really am interested in this hobby..."
The agent imdiately said eagerly.
"Then this house is even more suitable for you! You will enjoy 2000 square ters of lawn, becoming the most noble guest on King Street, and everyone on this street will rember your diligence!"
This sentence was absolutely not sarcasm.
Appropriately maintaining a harmless quirk helps deepen the impression in the minds of noble guests, and as a conversation piece to dispel awkwardness, it's sothing many nobles do.
After all, being a "diligent person" counts as a positive title, much higher than the nickna "shoe-dropper"!
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