The manor of Viscount Manchester is located on the west side of Backlund, adjacent to lush woods.
On the outside of the castle, which is alternately built with white and off-white bricks, there is a large endless lawn with only a stone path in the middle, leading to the main entrance of the castle.
It brings out the viscount’s aristocratic style to the extreme.
The interior of the castle is extremely luxurious, and its superiority is even better than that of an office.
"On the left is the portrait that Mr. Helbein was invited to paint for the previous Viscounts. Mr. Helbein is well-known in the kingdom, and his family has also painted portraits of many queens."
The butler, with his white hair neatly combed back, led the way and introduced the decorations along the way.
Behind him were Lawyer Edmond and Yager.
Not content with merely introducing the origin of the portrait, the butler explained Nobility down to the smallest detail, as if he was afraid that the two of them would not understand.
"The vase on the right is from a famous sculptor from the Russell period. In the last Backlund auction, it was sold to the governor of Intis and..."
This is inconsistent with Luen's usual restrained style.
Listening to the butler's eloquent words, Edmond couldn't help but feel the desire to complain. He whispered to Yager behind him in a breathy voice: "The Viscount was newly promoted three generations ago."
The implication is that he is one of the upstarts that the established aristocrats do not like at present.
Yager responded with an 'understood' look.
Like other countries with royal families, the nobles of the Loen Kingdom are also committed to re-dividing themselves into three, six or nine levels in this steam age.
For example, senior aristocrats with long family heritage, and emerging capitalists who made their fortune through business.
There was a fierce dispute between the two factions.
At present, the most despised thing about the emerging aristocracy is the ‘bad habits’ brought by the first generation of wealthy people and shown off openly.
Obviously, this Viscount of Manchester is like this.
The two exchanged glances knowingly and continued walking forward.
After listening to the dedicated butler's information on 'Loen's treasured items' for a full ten minutes, they finally arrived at their destination, the banquet hall located behind the Viscount Manchester's mansion.
"The guests from the Minsk office have arrived!"
The housekeeper opened the door.
In the banquet hall, most of the nobles gathered together in twos and threes, standing near several long tables filled with refreshments and chatting.
Only in the center of the open space was a group of people surrounding a middle-aged man.
It was the plump Viscount of Manchester.
After hearing the butler's announcement, the Viscount looked out from the crowd and quickly said "Excuse me" to the people around him.
He walked quickly towards the old lawyer.
"Welcome, our protagonist and hope today, Lawyer Emond!" From a distance, the viscount said hello in a rich male voice.
"What the hell, you are so complimentary." Lawyer Edmond quickly took off his hat and saluted.
After greeting each other, Manchester enthusiastically led the lawyer to a corner of the banquet hall.
Yager pretended to be transparent throughout the whole process.
He silently left behind the two of them, found a corner that was neither near nor far away, and stood alone.
This was also what he was specifically told before coming here. It is said that this Viscount, who is obviously in conflict with Duke Negan's camp, invited them to the Minsk office just to take the opportunity to learn about the Duke's attitude.
Although the office is only an insignificant part of the attitude on the surface.
The black-haired young man picked up the champagne on the table and took a sip. With his extraordinary hearing, he paid close attention to the conversation over there.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the two quickly got down to business.
"I heard that the firm is paying attention to the uprising case in the East District recently?" the Viscount asked in a low voice, seemingly casually, "a group of female textile factory workers... something like that."
He had a smile on his face and seemed to be easy to get along with, but in fact, during the conversation, his eyes showed cruelty from time to time.
"You're right." Edmond used the wine glass to hide his mouth. "There are several lawyers negotiating compensation for the female workers."
"But most of them are still making arrests for the factory. His Excellency the Duke did not stop."
"Oh, those are young people from the East District, I guess." The Viscount nodded slightly.
Although the titles are all Viscount, the aura and attitude displayed by this Viscount of Manchester are completely different from the previous Clint. The reason is that in addition to the family's savings, he also has a seat in the House of Lords.
This viscount was one of the leading members of Parliament who fought on behalf of the emerging class.
"Yes, yes." Edmund nodded repeatedly.
"In that case, the Corn Bill has some reputation there, right? I heard that many of the female workers who were kicked out this time can't afford to eat."
"I really don't know what to do next. They shouldn't be able to get a penny in compensation, right?"
The Viscount's words were full of sadness, but his tone did not fluctuate.
"According to the provisions of the bill, there are still some." The old lawyer slowly counted out several legal provisions. "After Emperor Russell came to power that year, the Kingdom of Loen also introduced the concept of labor compensation. Among them, the thirtieth There is a rule that the factory needs to compensate laid-off workers with a natural monthly salary."
"Oh, so much? I don't remember that even Duke Negan's estate seems to have no one who has paid this much."
"There are still some, for example, this is how our firm pays." Emond's expression was slightly stiff, "But, indeed. According to the feedback from our lawyers, no factory in the East District is willing to pay these compensations."
"Those young lawyers are still organizing protests for this. His Excellency the Duke has not responded yet."
"I understand." The Viscount raised his lips slightly, seeming to be satisfied with the news.
"Thank you very much for your message, Attorney Edmond. I assure you that the firm's troubles will be resolved soon."
"Maybe in a few days, you will come to work for me again."
He said vaguely.
Next to him, the old lawyer who didn't know what was going on showed a classic smiling expression with doubts.
"..."
Yager keenly smelled something amiss.
As an emerging aristocratic party with a history of planning the frame-up of Viscount Clint, he had reason to believe that they would also have the guts to plan the assassinations of other nobles.
Are they the other nobles under Duke Negan's influence?
Or...Duke Negan?
The black-haired young man thought secretly.
"Hello." A clear female voice suddenly came from beside me.
"I'm Shaman Graylingt. I don't think I've seen you around here."
A girl with a face covered with freckles and who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old stood beside Yager, holding up her skirt slightly and looking him up and down curiously.
In her words, she implicitly hinted at making friends.
"Yager Drest, a paralegal at the Minsk office." Yager leaned forward and said.
Not sure why.
As a migrant worker wearing a trench coat worth no more than ten pounds, he was very confident that today was his special eavesdropping session.
Those nobles who admire wealth should ignore him.
In the dark-haired young man's doubtful expression, he watched Miss Shaman Grayling show a cheerful expression after saying hello, and led him directly to the group of nobles on the other side.
This chapter has been completed!