A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! - FSAGW Chapter 78 (Part 2)
What would be the reaction of other nobles if they knew that a noble personally managed the top?
‘Tarien would have definitely called him a stupid guy if he were here.’
One thing was for sure: it wouldn’t be a favorable response.
“He did it on purpose to let us handle the annoying troublemakers. Lukuba sells a lot of strange items, so sometimes lower-ranking noble guys who don’t know their place bother him.”
“Oh… He seems like an interesting person. But still, aren’t the upper-class nobles unhappy with him, considering that he’s doing what he wants?”
Announcing that a noble manages the top is a big deal, even if they don’t care about their own pride.
“I have to tell you that there are circumstances that make it unavoidable. Anyway, when you leave, I’ll let you know the location of Lukuba merchants, so don’t worry.”
“Well, if you say so, I don’t mind.”
Rieka was curious about what Lukuba merchants were selling, so she wanted to find out, but in reality, Kaiyan wasn’t that curious. Even if Lukuba merchants sold amazing things, it couldn’t match the player’s shop items.
“More importantly, we should start moving towards the restaurant now. Kaiyan, if we go to the restaurant, you can meet my father.”
“Yeah, let’s go have… huh? Your father, you mean Lord Carsia?”
“…It’s Lord Carsia. Be extra careful with your behavior in front of him.”
‘Wait, what is this?’
‘If it’s Lord Carsia, isn’t he a Marquis? But meeting him so suddenly.’
“There’s no need to be too nervous. My father already knows that you saved my life, so he won’t look at you unfavorably.”
“…Can’t I just eat in my room alone?”
No matter how you look at it, this isn’t right.
If he’s a Marquis, he’s way above a Baron. Meeting someone like this, a Marquis, all of a sudden was nerve-wracking.
At some point, Kaiyan might overcome the constraints of social status, but it’s still too early for that.
“That’s a foolish thing to say. This is a good opportunity for you.”
“After my father heard that I had to grant one of your requests, he decided to fulfill your request himself. So don’t do anything stupid and join us for the meal.”
‘…The Marquis himself…’
This was different from the one-time request that Kaiyan had obtained at the Blatan checkpoint. This was a Marquis, one of the highest-ranking nobles, personally granting his request.
Meeting with the Marquis was indeed a bit daunting, but as Barvan had said, it would bring significant benefits.
Saliva involuntarily flowed down Kaiyan’s throat.
“Barvan, are there any limitations to our requests?”
“Why would there be? However, we can’t entertain any requests that would tarnish the honor of the Carsia family. Other than that, any request is possible.”
What kind of request should Kaiyan make?
Originally, he had planned to think about it slowly and make requests when needed, but if the Marquis was willing to listen to his requests directly, it changed the situation.
‘If I don’t speak up this time, who knows when I will get to meet the Marquis again.’
This fact pushed Kaiyan’s reluctant mind to make a decision.
Since this was an opportunity he had obtained, he needed to find a way to maximize its efficiency with a single request.
As Kaiyan followed Barvan, deep in thought, Rieka, who he had thought was sleeping in his pocket, stretched her head out.
[Kaiyan, if you don’t have any specific requests, how about asking him to give you whatever he thinks is valuable? Maybe he’ll give you something good?]
“Whatever he thinks is valuable?”
Kaiyan sent her a puzzled look, and Rieka opened her mouth again.
[You can ask him for something he values. That way, he might give you something valuable, right?]
Since Kaiyan didn’t have any specific requests to make, and he didn’t know what the Marquis could or would give, it seemed like a good idea to ask for something he valued, just as Rieka suggested.
‘After all, he saved his son’s life, so he won’t play tricks.’
“Kaiyan, this is it.”
When he had finished his thoughts, Barvan pointed to a door adorned with splendid decorations.
Around the door, two people who appeared to be knights and four who seemed to be servants stood on either side. Among them, one with a handsome mustache, whether a steward or butler, approached them.
“Have you arrived, Lord Barvan?”
“Yes, Hans. Has my father arrived yet? We shouldn’t be late, right?”
“Fortunately, he hasn’t arrived yet. Please come inside.”
With Barvan, they passed through the door opened by Hans and entered the dining room.
‘This is where nobles have their meals.’
The dining room looked exactly as Kaiyan had imagined from reading books. There was a long table in the center, surrounded by beautifully crafted chairs.
However, one thing that puzzled him was the absence of the beautiful candlesticks that always appeared in books.
‘Come to think of it… there are no candles, yet it’s so bright. How is that possible?’
Curious, Kaiyan looked up at the ceiling.
A beautiful painting was drawn on the ceiling. However, the material used for that painting wasn’t paint but the light-emitting artifact Kaiyan had seen in Yansen’s secret hideout.
Using so many artifacts just to illuminate the dining room seemed extravagant. It made sense once Kaiyan realized that the people of the Carsia family, who used dozens of them for dining room lighting, were a Marquis family.
“Kaiyan, you can sit over here.”
“Okay… but how much does one of those artifacts on the ceiling cost?”
“The ceiling? Oh, you mean the magic lamps. Those are high-level magic lamps… They should cost around 50 gold each. Why are you asking about them?”
[‘Wow! Those things cost 50 gold each? They look worse than what they sell in the shops! They’re total swindlers!’]
Kaiyan agreed with Rieka’s statement. 50 gold for one of those?
Putting aside the issue of how expensive they were, it was astonishing that the people of the Carsia family, who used dozens of them just for dining room lighting, didn’t seem to understand the concept of extravagance.
“Do you use such expensive things just for dining room lighting?”
“Hmm? Expensive? What’s expensive about them?”
Barvan frowned as if he couldn’t understand Kaiyan’s question.
“Those artifacts I’m talking about.”
“Those? Those are artifacts with only first-circle magic. So, the term ‘expensive’ doesn’t really apply.”
It seemed like Kaiyan had been mistaken about nobles.
They were not just richer than commoners; they were on an entirely different level. Their concept of money had a minimum unit of gold.
Looking at the ceiling, Kaiyan suddenly remembered receiving 1,000 gold from Jansen.
‘…I should have asked Jansen for 5,000 gold instead.’