The ughter echoed through the room as Yellow Turban spped Adam’s shoulders, greeting his panions in the same manner. Sir Landon’s presence had kept most of the other nobles away, and though the Duchess could have intruded past him, she had remained with Sir Roseia and the others, not wanting to spit on their face.

  Yellow Turban?

  He was teically not a noble of Aldnd, and therefore did not have to py by the same cultural rules as the other Aldishmen. His position as a quasi noble and great mert always caused some awkwardness between him and the other nobles, sidering the Yellow Turban’s wealth matched some of the greatest families in the nd, and their pedigree was sidered quite great iher nds.

  “Bringers of gold! Why have you not e see me in my room, eh? You think this Yellow Turban ot afford drinks? You think this Yellow Turban is too cheap?” Yellow Turban asked, though his grin was wider than even Vasera’s.

  “I’m sure my friends enjoyed your pany,” Adam said, gng to Lud Mara at Yellow Turban’s side. Everyone in the area seemed to tense up, sidering the pair were well known to be Demons thanks to the various Guardians within the area.

  “They drink well,” Yellow Turban firmed. “First, sed, third pce, all good, yes?” Yellow Turban pat Jurot’s back. “This Yellow Turba mu yhts.”

  “Yeah?” Adam smirked. “I bet a bit of too.”

  “I think I have made thirty, forty thousand gold?”

  Adam raised his brows. “That is a lot of money!”

  “My son has made so much less, son of cat, what he do?” Yellow Turban sighed, shaking his head. “Ten thousand gold? What wine you buy with ten thousand gold? I ot buy boots for ten thousand gold. What I do? He is my boy, to be Yellow Turban, but what money he make?” Yellow Turban tio shake his head.

  “Sometimes, all we do is prepare our children for the best, and allow them to make their mistakes,” Adam said.

  “Haa,” Yellow Turban sighed once more, before shaking his head i. “I only do so much.”

  Adam had really wao make a joke, but the joke was going to put him on everyone’s radar, and would have probably led to him getting in trouble with the best, and killed at worst. ‘I really am maturing.’

  Sir Landon sat with the group, gng between them all. Mostly, nobles only gathered a few warriors, at most five or six, but he had sponsored so many more. All but one of those he sponsored had mao pce.

  ‘I almost refused the gift the fool gave me.’ He went from having two people g first and third, to having almost ten people pce, with roughly half of them pg in the finals.

  He could feel all the gazes his way, as well as beside him, where his brother sat with his group. He had only spowo of the six Golden Savages, and though Fming Hyena had done well, and had pced iop ten, Vasera had also pced iop four. Then there was his father, iher room, who had spohree warriors, one of which had pced iop ten. His eldest brother also had a pair who pced just outside the top te both of them had lost to someone who the Iyrmen had beaten.

  Sir Landon’s heart warmed up within his chest, slowly growing drunk on victory and the attention.

  Due to the various presences around Adam and his group, they were left alone in peace for ohough the Duchess refrained from meeting with them, but she had noted all the gazes which they had mao gather.

  “So they just stared at us?” Adam said, returning back to the guild, Sir Landon apanying them with his guards.

  “They will want to meet with you in the few days,” Landon said, dang around the reasons why. “I will invite you some time soon to reveal the gifts the nobles will have offered you.”

  “Gifts?”

  “Yroup has done well iour,” Landon said, stating the obvious. “You will be gaining the attention of many other nobles. Since you were sponsored by me, they will offer the gifts to me, and I will dispehem to you.”

  “Oh?” Adam looked to Jurot, who just nodded. “Then…”

  “I will refuse some gifts on your behalf, but there will be some I will be uo refuse,” Landon admitted. “You should speak with at least one high ranking noble in order to keep the peace.”

  “Sure…” ‘I guess I could speak about the business with them?’ “I mean, of course, Sir Landon.”

  “I will also prepare your payment.”

  “My payment?”

  “One hundred gold for each win,” Sir Landon said.

  ‘Was it one hundred?’ Adam thought. ‘I thought we ged it.’

  “I will prepare the youth’s rewards too,” the young noble added.

  “…” Adam slowly nodded.

  Ohey were at the guild, they found a great many adventurers gng their way, as usual, but upon seeing the group, their eyes lihe adventurers swarmed them for the rest of the evening, not allowing them to retreat after they had at least chatted with each party. There were one group which had retired early, and had decided against speaking with the group.

  ‘Why dnise her?’

  Omen: 8, 20

  ‘Did I roll the same Omen again?’

  “Ah,” Adam gasped. “So that’s who she was.”

  “Yes,” Jurot replied, sipping some milk.

  The entire group had met together in one of the rgest rooms of the guild, in order to eat breakfast in peace.

  “Hehehe,” Adam chuckled quietly. “Do you think she now knows we beat them all up?”

  “Yes.”

  Adam tio chuckle quietly, before he stopped, gng around to the rest of Fate’s Golden, and the trio of Iyrmen who had joihem. “Nobby,” Adam called, motioning the giant of a boy clood job on pg first.”

  “Thank you, mister boss.”

  “ime you win a tour, or pce well, make sure you thank your mum and dad, alright?”

  “Yes,” the boy replied, flushing red. “Sorry.”

  “It’s alright. You did really well, and I’m sure your mum and dad will feel so proud of you when they find out. I’m going to send them some so don’t worry about them.”

  Nobby nodded, his shoulders rexing ever so slightly.

  “I just wao reward you with something,” Adam said, before stepping aside to the side of the room, where he undid the cloth which had hidden the shield, and he held it up for the young man. “It’s a magical shield.”

  “For me?” the teen asked, unsure.

  “Yeah. It’s a Basius, but it should serve you well. We’ll be equipping everyoh better gear, but I thought I should equip you first so you help protect everyone else.”

  “Thank you, mister boss,” Nobby replied, holding the shield. He could feel the tingle of the shield between his hands, and a different tingling filled him. A childish smile swept across his face.

  Adam wasn’t sure if he had seen Nobby smile before. He reached up and pat the boy on his shoulder. “You did a great job, Nobby.”

  “Yes. Thank you, mister boss.”

  Adam wondered how many times the boy was going to thank him. “Alright, let’s get back to eating.”

  “How long will we spend i Port?” Jaygak asked.

  “We’ll o do the thing with the nobles, and then once we’re done, we’ll head out to find Dunes and help him out. I would suppose that some of the nobles might have heard of Amira.”

  “The name might not help, since Amira is also a title for the Shens’ daughter,” Jaygak said. “We should ask for a Devilkin from the Order of Bck Mountain.”

  “They let her have the name Amira even though its used as a title?” Adam thought the world wasn’t quite sressive.

  “It was once punishable by death, but the rules were rexed over time.”

  “Oh.”

  “It is still punishable by death to name yourself King, Duke, Shen, or Faro, and the like.”

  “Fair,” Adam replied. “Not fair, but you know what I mean.”

  “Do I ever know what you mean?”

  “Fair.” Adam returned back to eating. “Brittany, don’t think I fot about you either.”

  “I know,” Brittany replied.

  Adam wondered where she would have pced if she had fought. ‘Top ten, maybe? She’s an Expert too.’

  “I should probably go buy some cloth…” Adam thought about how much gold he had to spend now that he had bet so much. ‘ht. I o figure out how much to give to everyone. I’ll do that after I go to the market and figure out how much we’ve made. I ’t let the party fuoo low after what happened. Why did I have to make it so plicated?’

  Wooo boy! Adam is so rich!