Prince Xiusenya stood atop the tallest building in the outer city, watching Romon and his group's receding backs. With a soft sigh, he said, "Viscount Teta Xiao is very young, extraordinarily gifted, already an Eleventh Level Druid, and rather fortunate as well. If he could remain by my side and serve as an official in the Royal Court, it would not be long before he became my right-hand man."
"Unfortunately, he is a landed noble and will not hold office in the Royal Capital..."
The prince's subordinate officials were all filled by nobles. Commoners had no qualifications whatsoever to hold such positions.
Yet even among nobles, they were generally court nobles—that was to say, nobles without actual territories, or nobles possessing only one or two estates.
True territorial nobles generally would not serve the king directly, because they were shareholders of the kingdom, not the king's employees or managers.
The prince's trusted attendant beside him listened with a face full of envy, but said nothing further. Asking a landed viscount to obediently become a prince's subordinate official was basically impossible.
If it had been His Majesty the King, perhaps it might barely have been possible.
"By the way, how have those people you mentioned last time been arranged?" The prince had merely been feeling sentimental; he held no such delusions. Drawing back his gaze, he asked.
The prince's seemingly random question would have left anyone else completely baffled. Yet this trusted subordinate understood him quite well. After only a moment's thought, he knew what the prince meant and hurriedly replied, "Your Highness, everything has been arranged. Five of them have been placed in the residences of several Counts, while another three have been placed among those men's retinues. All of them have undergone rigorous training and will certainly not disappoint