Good thing....
Hearing this, Ma Wei couldn't help laughing.
It is indeed unimaginable to suddenly become a duke family. It is like an ordinary worker suddenly becoming a billionaire, and his originally poor life has become one where he has no worries about food and clothing.
For this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I don’t know how many people broke their heads and rushed in, but Ma Wei didn’t care. It wasn’t that he was arrogant, but that he had much more than the Duke.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the Church of Truth did not support aristocracy and advocated equality for all, as the Pope, Ma Wei could confer a duke with just one sentence. This was power, supreme power, second only to the goddess.
Looking at all the kingdoms and churches, who can hold such power as him?
This is also the authority of the founding pope.
But then again, Mavey's current identity is Nicholas, the current head of the Manstein family after the down-and-out Junker noble. Can the Manstein family, which has lost its noble title, regain its aristocratic status? It's really important.
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The current Duchess Freya de Chevalier is a shortcut.
After marrying her, the Manstein family will immediately become the ducal family of the Kingdom of Windsor. As for the identity issue, with the help of the second prince and Archbishop Brandon, is there any need to worry?
As long as there are useful talents, which kingdom would not rush for them?
Einstein was a Frederick. If he wanted to become a citizen of the Kingdom of Windsor, would Rhodes IV refuse?
Just like the value truth Ma Wei said before, if you want others to value you, you must either provide material value or provide emotional value.
When it comes to the lower limit, material things are more reliable than emotions, because people's hearts are fickle, and today's love may turn into hatred tomorrow.
But when it comes to the upper limit, the upper limit of emotions is much higher than material things. How many people are willing to sacrifice their lives for their ideals and beliefs?
Countless.
Ma Wei couldn't help but smile, which was undoubtedly a symbol of attraction in the eyes of the second prince Shukri. He immediately asked the waiter to invite the Duchess Freya.
"Your Highness."
Freya's face was flushed, and she seemed a little drunk. Her eyes were blurred, and her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, which was charming and charming.
"Freya, this is Nicholas von Manstein who I mentioned to you before." Second Prince Shukri introduced: "I have told you the specific situation of his family. You You should understand.”
"Um...."
Looking to the side with blurred eyes, Freya held the red wine glass and looked Mavey up and down. After a while, she raised a smile on her lips and stretched out her palm: "Hello, Mr. Nicholas, I am Freya de Cheva. Leigh, just call me Freya."
"You too, just call me Nicholas."
Mavey shook Freya's hand and did not lower his head to kiss the back of her fingers like other nobles. This kind of etiquette was very gentlemanly and a way to show respect, but Mavey preferred a handshake.
"I heard that Mr. Nicholas, you are engaged in the potion industry?" Freya asked: "In the whole of London, you are currently the only potion grocery store. It seems to be over there in Flower Street?"
"Yes, No. 27 Flower Street." Ma Wei nodded: "The future of the potion industry is very good, and the Kingdom of Windsor is a big economic country, so I made a special trip here to sell potions through my own channels. If Freya Madam, if you have any needs, please feel free to place an order with us.”
"I have something else to do. Let's chat slowly." Second Prince Shukri glanced at the time: "In an hour, I will hold a magic medicine appraisal meeting to promote your sleeping bread, Nicholas, to my friends. But you must not be absent!”
"Okay, Your Highness, go and do your work."
"Um."
The second prince Shukri turned around and walked out of the banquet hall, not knowing what he was doing, but the potion appraisal meeting he mentioned was most likely because he wanted to distribute sleep bread to the guests at the banquet to taste, which would have a great impact on Ma Wei's future business. Great benefit.
After the second prince left, Freya, who was wearing a red dress, immediately invited Mavie to sit in the rest area nearby. There were sofas there specially for guests who were tired of standing.
Ma Wei readily agreed, and pulled the alert Yunia to the rest area, sat on the soft sofa, asked the waiter to bring a glass of lemon soda, and continued to chat and laugh with Freya.
"Your daughter is really cute. To be honest, I like children best..."
Freya was very interested in Yunia and stretched out her hand to pinch Yunia's cheek, but Yunia turned her head and avoided it, not giving her any face.
Freya retracted her arm, not embarrassed, but said with a smile: "London is not safe. Emma has such a strong sense of self-prevention, Mr. Nicholas, you can rest assured."
"Yes, Emma has always been a child who is afraid of strangers." Mavey rubbed Yunia's hair, "Mrs. Freya, do you have a good relationship with the second prince?"
"The Chevali family has always had a good relationship with the royal family. There was a marriage, but that was a long time ago."
Freya took a sip of red wine, licked the wine stains from the corner of her lips, and thought for a while before saying, "I have a horse farm in the countryside and I have raised many good horses. If we have a chance another day, how about we go and have a look?"
Horse racing has always been a relatively popular and civilian sport that can be played by anyone from any class. It is also called horse racing and is one of the most popular forms of entertainment at the moment.
The price of a horse usually ranges from tens of gold pounds to hundreds of gold pounds. If it is a good horse with pure blood, the price will be even more expensive. There is no upper limit, and it is common for the horse to be sold at a sky-high price.
The owners behind each racecourse are in high positions. The Duke of Chevalier family runs the racecourse business. In addition, there are many industries, such as glass factories.
"I don't like horse racing, but since it's Mrs. Freya's invitation..." Ma Wei said with a smile, "I will definitely go to the appointment."
"How about next Sunday?" Freya said quickly, without giving Mavie a chance to react.
"....No problem, just next Sunday."
Mavey originally thought that Freya would talk in circles like other nobles, and the invitation might not necessarily be a real invitation, but might just be polite words. Unexpectedly, she would go straight to the meeting and immediately set the date after saying the invitation.
Ma Wei looked at the time and realized that it was already close to 8:30. He planned to find an excuse to get out. Unexpectedly, Freya said one step ahead: "I'll excuse you. Mr. Nicholas, please help yourself."
After saying that, Freya stood up, twisted her waist, and walked towards another nobleman with a wine glass. As she spoke, she did not forget to glance at Ma Wei out of the corner of her eye.
"Dad, she is a bad woman!"
Yunia jumped up and covered Ma Wei's eyes: "Don't look!"
"...How do you know she is a bad woman? Did you feel some magic wave in her?"
"No..." Yunia lowered her head in frustration: "She has no magic power fluctuations, but I just know that she is a bad woman! Dad, don't be fooled by her!"
"I won't be fooled by her."
"I don't believe it! Dad, you were staring at her just now!"
"I was observing her, and she was observing me. Everyone in this hall was secretly observing us."
Ma Wei stood up, left the banquet hall with Yunia in his arms, walked to the yard and said: "The second prince introduced Mrs. Freya to me just to use her to entangle me. It was the same method the eldest prince used. The only thing The difference is that Charles knew that I valued my family and attacked Felix, while the second prince’s attention was all focused on me.”
"Then what are you going to do, dad?" Yunia looked curious: "Are you going to tangle with that bad woman?"
"It depends on the situation. If we finally choose the second prince's camp, then I will use Freya to gain the second prince's trust."
Yunia stared at Ma Wei warily, and after a long time she whispered in a low voice: "I don't want her to be my mother..."
"Okay, then don't want her."
"Really?" Yunia raised her head and blinked.
"Of course it's true. How could I not listen to your opinion?"
Mavia held up her little hand and said:
"I didn't plan to marry her anyway."
