Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes Novel - Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Noble Tea Party
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I, Anvis Olivandi, a brand new, noble, pure, free from vulgar interests –”
“From the moment I was born, my noble and glorious bloodline flowed in my body!”
“I will become an enlightened ruler, a benevolent great noble, and a generous industrialist.”
“I will crush all conspiracies and enemies, and lead my family to prosperity. I will care for my subjects with all my heart, and bring them safety and happiness.”
“I will never fear or retreat. I will face evil head on. I will not rest until I die. Glory is my life!”
This is pure nonsense, please don’t take it seriously.
At the afternoon tea party in the castle garden, beside a cluster of blooming silver-leaf roses,
A handsome boy in a pure white slim-fit suit gave a speech to the noble boys and girls around him in high spirits.
His delicate facial features were gentle and charming. His skin was pale, which was unique to nobles. His blue eyes were filled with light blue magic brilliance, making him look mysterious and elegant.
The purpose of this tea party was actually to let the future generations familiarize themselves with the interactions between nobles in advance.
Anvis was not too interested in this, but he did not want to appear too conspicuous.
Moreover, the families of these young men and women were all close to Oliviendi faction. Letting them familiarize themselves with him in advance would also be beneficial to gaining their support in the future.
Previously, many of his peers were chatting about their future plans.
As one of the two people with the highest status present, everyone was curious about Anvis’ future goals.
In order to better shape his persona, Anvis searched through his memories and pieced together a noble template for his speech.
Although he basically forgot where he heard these things, it didn’t stop him from editing them and using it for himself.
Anvis’ passionate speech shocked many innocent young men and women.
Some even began to reassess their original ideals and felt ashamed.
Fiona, who was dressed in a gorgeous but complicated light pink princess dress and had a light green cute ribbon tied around her head, sat on the other side and looked at her brother in surprise.
Her small pink mouth opened slightly, her ocean blue eyes filled with admiration.
This was the first time she knew that her brother had such a glorious side.
Protect the family, care for the people, never fear, no rest until death…
This was simply… too glorious and noble!
……
On the other side of the garden, the invited nobles were also holding a tea party. It was different from the children’s fun tea party. This was a social occasion between the real nobles.
As the initiator of the tea party, the duke and his wife were leisurely enjoying the atmosphere of the tea party. But as they listened to Anvis’ speech, their expressions gradually became strange.
He wanted to laugh, but knowing it was his own child, he couldnt bring himself to laugh.
“Did our children read too many biographies? Should we restrict them?”
After a while, Elana looked at Duke Karlos with some hesitation. Her beautiful amethyst eyes revealed a rare look of conflict.
The duke looked troubled, too. He thought for a moment, then shook his head.
“No, he’s already at the age where he’s qualified to be independent. We shouldn’t interfere too much with his choice.
Reality is the best teacher. Some things will only leave a deep impression if you experience it personally. ”
……
Although most people of the same age had stars in their eyes, Anvis noticed that there were still two teenagers and a girl who maintained a polite smile, and more or less showed disdain on their faces.
Although they had also been educated by the nobles, they did not have enough experience. Some subtle facial expressions could still be seen unconsciously, which betrayed their true thoughts.
Marquis Anderson’s twelfth daughter, Martina; the son of a concubine from Olivendi family branch, Ellen;
And… the sixth son of Earl Eleanor, who would betray Olivier and join the Resistance in the future, Lewis.
……
Hmph, so this was the uncrowned king of the north, the Unfallen Crystal Bird, and the direct descendant of the Olivendi family? How naive—
Although Lewis smiled and agreed with what Anvis said, he couldn’t help but secretly despise him.
Unlike the descendants of ordinary nobles, Lewis had a rare spirit dissimilate mutation gift. This made his spiritual power and quality far exceed his siblings.
This talent gave him delicate magic manipulation abilities and a genius learning ability.
When is brothers and sisters learned extremely difficult lessons, he found them as simple as one plus one equals two.
As time passed, his mentality began to expand. Although he appeared very polite on the surface, he developed a sense of superiority and arrogance towards most people. He disdained to associate himself with those ‘idiots’.
Originally, he had no interest in such a childish tea party. He did not feel that he had anything in common with people of his age who still appeared innocent.
But the initiator this time was the Olivendi family. His father had forced him to participate, which was why he had come unwillingly.
However, he did not expect that Olivendi direct descendant’s ideals would be as laughable as the noble biographies written by those country bumpkins.
Lewis usually looked down on these nobles who were born with high rank bloodlines but only relied on the power of their bloodlines. To him, they did not want to improve themselves and just waited for death.
They were just a bunch of lucky fellows who were born in a better environment and received protection from their ancestry!
Without their bloodlines, they would be nothing!
As for him, he was the son of Earl Eleanor, Lewis Lough Eleanor!
Even if they didn’t have any bloodlines, just relying on their own hard work and talent, they were destined to achieve greater accomplishments than them in the distant future! They would leave these second rate bloodlines far behind!
“Anvis, what are you talking about?”
A young noble lady with golden hair spoke in a reserved manner. Her beautiful purple eyes blinked as she looked at Anvis. She was curious about this term that she had heard for the first time.
This was the eighth daughter of the Duke of Emerald View, Indis.
In contrast to Fiona’s pure and sunny temperament, her temperament appeared even more noble, and a trace of the arrogance unique to a great noble appeared in her eyes.
“To put it simply, an industrialist is someone who owns a lot of estates, caravans, alchemy shops, accessories shops, and other industries.
With a natural and elegant smile on his face, Anvis glanced at the descendants of the nobles around him and explained calmly.
“But isn’t that a noble?”
Indis tilted her head slightly, and her beautiful purple eyes widened slightly. She felt a little puzzled.
“No, they’re different.”
Anvis smiled.
“Simply put, nobles have territories and subjects. The important source of income is taxation.
And industrialists own industries and hires workers, and their main income depends on operating profits. They actually complement each other.
Industry workers can provide more jobs, which can feed more people.
“The more subjects there are, the more prosperous the territory will be, and the more taxes the feudal lord will receive.”
“Do you understand?”
“I… understand.”
The girl maintained her smile and nodded as if she understood.
But Anvis could tell by the way she stared at him that she didn’t understand much.
Hearing their conversation, everyone fell silent.
Beside him, Lewis, who considered himself smart, had a stiff smile on his face. He couldn’t understand the words of the “lucky guy” he had secretly despised.
He opened his mouth but did not know what to ask.
He swept his gaze across his peers and realized that most of them were equally at a loss.
He secretly heaved a sigh of relief and secretly changed the expression on his face to one of deep thought. His sense of superiority instantly recovered—
This was just a small diversion, so everyone quickly changed the topic.
After that, Anvis did not continue speaking. Instead, he picked up a cup of elven black tea and sipped it quietly, listening to the chatter of the descendants of the nobles.
He knew very well that due to their living environment and experience, it was very difficult for these youths to completely understand his words.
However, his words were not meant for them, but for the duke on the other side of the garden.
On the other side, the duke and his wife exchanged glances.
“What do you think?”
“It’s a little too idealistic, but it’s impressive of him to think of all these.”
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(1): Please do not completely immerse yourself in the background of medieval Europe. There is no church in the Gloria Empire that is above imperial authority, so strict monogamy is not implemented.
Some nobles would take their mistresses as concubines, while others would not. Therefore, concubines and illegitimate children existed at the same time.
