Chapter 1076 - 373: Collecting Debts in the Imperial City (Part 2)

Could it be, did our captain remember the Sword Bearer’s rank at Headquarters incorrectly?

Mistaken the Magic Iron Level for the Fine Gold Level?

But that seems impossible too....

.....

Greenwood, having just endured an attack from Rein, knew Rein’s strength was extraordinary. Logically, someone of Rein’s power wouldn’t make baseless claims.

Therefore, when facing Rein, he remained cautious, saying, "You claim to be a Fine Gold Swordsman, then where’s your insignia?"

After all, every Fine Gold Swordsman is a well-known figure at the Sword Holder Headquarters. Even in the stronghold of Temries, they are not insignificant. Yet, he’d never heard of Rein’s name.

"The insignia hasn’t been exchanged at Headquarters yet, but according to the document, from the day it’s issued, I’ve been a Fine Gold Swordsman."

"Ha! Without even an insignia, I might as well say I’m a Guardian Lord." The butler Owen was already impatient, seeing Rein as stubbornly defying them for the sake of it.

The purpose, naturally, was to avoid yielding on the spot.

"Rein is indeed correct. Rein, a descendant of the Drum Family, has been promoted to Fine Gold Swordsman by Marshal Alfred." At this moment, Admiral Edward’s voice came from the mansion’s gate.

"I have the official letter here. Do you want to see it?"

Admiral Edward strode in with a solemn expression, followed by Colonel Stanley, Olena, and several elite guards.

"What! Really!" Upon hearing Admiral Edward’s words, Butler Owen appeared as if he’d seen a ghost, eyes wide in disbelief.

"How...how is that possible, being so young yet a Fine Gold Swordsman?"

Greenwood intensely stared at Rein.

He trained diligently daily and was provided with rare resources and instructed by famous masters from the Drum Family, yet even so, he was half a step away from becoming a Fine Gold Swordsman.

Unlike other levels, without sufficient strength, even if one had enough Task Evaluation Medals and Merit Points, they couldn’t be promoted to Fine Gold Swordsman.

After all, being a Fine Gold Swordsman is the highest rank in the Sword Bearer series, representing the face of the Sword Bearer institution, and even the Empire, thus allowing no pretenders.

Yet, this ’country bumpkin’ before him already was one?

In an instant, Greenwood felt his pride, his dignity, his worldview shattered!

As for Neoro and the others, they were initially shocked beyond measure; had their captain jumped three levels, directly becoming a Fine Gold Swordsman? But the next second, they were overjoyed!

Evidently, what initially seemed a disadvantage now became an advantage.

Now, it was this guy in front’s turn to have a headache.

"Admiral." Rein smiled slightly at Admiral Edward, bowing slightly.

Then he turned to Greenwood, "Now, how do you propose to handle breaking into my mansion and injuring my people?"

"This...." Even the usually eloquent Butler Owen was at a loss for words.

After all, Greenwood had injured someone first, something everyone saw.

And, entirely different from the previous assumed situation.

If Rein’s status wasn’t so troublesome, such minor incidents like injuring someone would be easily handled.

Just like a Marquis going to a Viscount mansion and injuring a servant — a minor issue.

But that’s not the case now.

Now it was equivalent to a Marquis storming into a Duke’s mansion and injuring the Duke’s people.

Which Duke would let that pass?

If it were just let go, where would the Duke’s majesty be?

Now Greenwood not only hated Rein but also felt quite annoyed with Butler Owen.

How did this guy conduct his investigation? To make such a massive error.

It’s like the opponent is a fierce tiger, but the investigation data states it’s a little kitten.

This is a Fine Gold Swordsman we’re talking about!

Not some trivial nobody; even Dukes must regard them seriously.

"Sorry, Lord Rein!" After a brief hesitation, Greenwood blushed, quickly bowing, intending to turn and leave.

"Wait, apologizing for being impolite is one thing, but you think you can just leave after injuring my people?"

"Either compensate, or if you can withstand one attack from me, let’s call it even." Rein knew that since Admiral Edward was here, he couldn’t kill Greenwood on the spot.

Even injuring Greenwood severely, considering his Secret Silver Level Sword Bearer status, wouldn’t be appropriate in front of Admiral Edward.

After all, Admiral Edward always admired him, and he didn’t want this matter to put him in a difficult position.

"You..." Greenwood felt he’d never been so insulted.

The subordinate of Rein, who’d been injured, was already healed by the Elf Girl, not to mention that the opponent’s status was leagues below his, yet they demanded compensation?

"Lord Rein, how much compensation do you want?" Butler Owen asked with a stern face.

"I’ve heard that the Drum Family is a major shareholder in the Axon Auction House Mingster Branch, so just transfer 10% of the shares."

"What! 10% of the shares!" Even 10% of the Mingster Province branch’s shares amounted to a significant sum, with annual dividends reaching ten thousand gold.

Owen’s eyes widened, staring at Rein!

"Oh, right, I remember, you must have come for the Sam Group’s matters this time."