"Viscount Thor!"
"You must be Viscount Thor; you certainly are distinguished."
"Indeed, Viscount Thor, I heard you achieved a great victory for the Kingdom in the Kingdom War. Let me toast to you."
Voices mingled from all around.
Which left Thor slightly disoriented.
He had attended noble banquets before.
But he had never experienced such enthusiasm in his memory.
Count Engelâs status was not low, and the Dressrosa Family was strong enough.
However, he was merely the ninth son, without any chance of inheriting the title, and no one would have been so enthusiastic towards him.
In fact, it wasnât just a lack of enthusiasm; people wouldnât even bother with him at all.
Not even a greeting existed.
After all, as a countâs second son, even his value in marriage was said to be nonexistent.
But at this moment, it was completely different.
His presence was arguably the most dazzling in the entire banquet, even more so than Count Engel.
Even quite a few noble ladies were interested in him.
During the conversation.
Thor didnât even know how many notes had been slipped into his pocket.
If he wanted to, the next few days in the Royal Capital would not be lonely at all.
There were also many noble young ladies, who, although not as bold as the noble ladies, still mingled with him to start a conversation.
One must know that this wasnât a previous noble banquet, but a top-level noble banquet in the Kingdom. The identities able to participate were from families far stronger than the Dressrosa before; not to mention him, even Count Engel was not necessarily paid much attention to by these nobles.
Yet at this moment, they took the initiative to converse with him, which was simply unbelievable.
It left Thor feeling a little dazed.
But just as he was in a daze.
A graceful figure walked over.
The crowd automatically parted.
"Viscount Thor!"
A gentle voice sounded, bringing Thor back to reality, only to find a figure standing before him.
"And you are?"
Thor asked somewhat surprised, instinctively opening his mouth.
"Let me introduce myself, Panice Kapei!"
"Pleased to meet you, Viscount Thor."
A warm voice sounded, and the young man extended his right hand.
"Kapei!"
Thor raised an eyebrow but also extended his hand.
"Pleased to meet you too, Princess Panice!"
The two lightly clasped hands and then released, Thorâs voice subsequently sounded.
The surname Kapei, Thor naturally knew, was the very surname of the current Tulip Royal Family.
He had been reminded by a Liepuer Clan descendant before, and if he still couldnât react, he would be a bit slow to catch on.
"Viscount Thor, I heard youâre only twenty-one years old, and youâre already a Sky Knight, which is simply incredible. I havenât seen many such talents even in the Imperial Canaan Academy."
Panice curiously examined Thor, speaking with a sense of admiration.
She wasnât deliberately praising him; it was genuine.
A twenty-one-year-old Sky Knight, such talent was enough to be dazzling at the Imperial Canaan Academy.
"Princess Panice, you flatter me. Itâs merely luck!"
Thor replied with a smile.
"No, no, it isnât luck; Viscount Thor, you are too modest!"
Panice seriously shook her head.
Then she conversed with Thor for some time before slowly leaving.
Her every move undoubtedly attracted the attention of many young nobles.
Quite a few gulped.
Although the Fifteenth Princess Panice didnât have as much talent as the Seventeenth or Nineteenth Princess, due to being older, she was even more beautiful and had already entered Canaan Academy, promising a bright future.
Many were thoughtful, especially knowing that she would attend this banquet, but after Panice conversed with Thor, everyone couldnât help but sigh and shake their heads.
Compared to Thor, they were very aware of their own inferiority.
At this moment, it was no longer like before; some of Thorâs abilities might still be a secret to other nobles, but for top nobles, it was no secret at all.
Just as they sighed,
The scene that followed shocked them even further.
It wasnât just the Fifteenth Princess.
The Fourteenth Princess, Seventeenth Princess, and even the Nineteenth Princess all subsequently approached Thor to converse with him.
This scene immediately widened everyoneâs eyes.
And made some people nearly grit their teeth.
However, it was clear that none of this had anything to do with Thor.
The successive arrival of four princesses.
Made him believe Sakreâs words.
The Tulip King seemed genuinely to have thoughts of marrying one of the four princesses to him.
Yet it was probably still just a thought, without any real intention to do so yet.
He couldnât help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
The scene from before the Kingdom War unwillingly coming to mind, where it was the Vieira Clan, and now even His Majesty the King wanted to meddle.
Although since the Tulip King hadnât explicitly said so, Thor wouldnât proactively bring it up.
For him at the moment, compared to marriage, he was more concerned with enhancing his abilities.
He placed much importance on marriage.
Especially considering his territory, and the future expected to be extremely vast, he wouldnât make hasty decisions.
Time passed slowly.
Count Engel, Carlo, and Carloâs wife, along with Thor, continued to shine at the banquet.
Even as the banquet ended, the crowd was still laughing and chatting.
Even the Nineteenth Princess and Seventeenth Princess were very interested in Thorâs territory.
Seeing the two princessesâ shining bright eyes, Thor couldnât help but laugh and shook his head.
Nobles, especially the female descendants of great nobles, didnât have that kind of freedom, and even more so for the Royal Family.
Wanting to visit his territory would be impossible unless one really married him.
But Thor didnât care, Count Engel did notice, and he couldnât help but smile though he also said nothing.
With the banquet over.
In the following days, some branches of the Dressrosa Family began to leave.
Ultimately, only Thor, Count Engel, and Carlo remained.
Thor and Count Engel needed to stay to await the conferment of their titles, while Carlo needed to continue his noble socializing in the Kingdom, as the heir to the earldom, or should now be said as the heir to the marquisate, Carlo still had a lot to learn and master.
The Kingdom was the best path for him to quickly grasp it.
In the blink of an eye, it was six days.
During these six days.
More than half of the nobles in the Royal Capital had left.
Most nobles had already withdrawn.
Only nobles needing to be conferred titles and those originally keen on the Royal Capital remained.
This Kingdom War brought over a sixty percent loss, and more than twelve nobles were able to reach the Royal Palace for conferment.
One reached the marquisate, and eleven to the earldom.
Compared to the three million merit points and the Kingdom Warâs great merit requirements, the ten thousand merit points for the earldom conferment was relatively easier; each Kingdom War saw some earldom conferments, and this year even saw more, reaching a total of eleven people.
Usually, there were only four or five.
When the time came to the seventh day.
Early in the morning, countless knights began to line up in order.
A massive red carpet stretched from the Royal Palace all the way to the gate of the Royal Capital.
The towering statue of the Goddess of Life at that moment began to emit a faint, holy glow, spreading over the entire Royal Capital.
The solemn music sounded heavily.