"Haha, thank you for your understanding, Duke!" Bick immediately burst into hearty laughter, looking at Baer and Natasha with utterly mocking eyes.
"Milo, see to the two guests from the Frank Family. Also, when you find that Baron Nalant later, explain the matter to him clearly and offer appropriate compensation!"
Since the matter could not be resolved, Duke Miller did not linger any longer. After giving Butler Milo his instructions, he rose and left.
"Yes, Your Grace!" Milo naturally did not dare say anything more.
He knew that His Grace was not afraid of the Second Prince and the Doli Family. He merely felt that directly clashing with the Second Prince over a few jars of Grape Wine was unwise.
The Second Prince might be a prince with no claim to succession.
Yet in such a vast empire, the nobles' forces were tangled and intertwined, every one of them racking their brains and fighting in secret for their own interests.
At Duke Miller's level, it was best not to have too much involvement with several princes. Otherwise, it would be all too easy for those with ulterior motives to exploit it and incur His Majesty the King's displeasure.
"Haha! You country bumpkins, I don't know how that brat Nalant managed to latch onto His Grace, but if you really think you've grabbed hold of a lifeline, then you're truly ignorant!"
"Who is Duke Miller, and who are you? Why would Duke Miller make such a huge fuss on your behalf!"
After Duke Miller had gone a short distance away, before Butler Milo could even speak, Kadi beside Bick could no longer hold back and immediately began sneering.
His eyes regarded Natasha and her father as though they were clowns.
Other than disappointment, the father and daughter were naturally filled with