Chapter 327: The Mad and Rational Ido Kendall

“Oh, Yidor, aren’t you with your kept man today? Or, since he can’t make money with you, has he gone out to forage again?” A middle-aged fat man sat down opposite Yidor Kendall, picked up the brand new cutlery, and began to attack the table full of delicious food.

“Why does the Seventh Elder have time to come out for a stroll? The end of the year is approaching, and the family should be very busy,” said Yidor Kendall, the former patriarch of Drake City, taking a slow sip of fruit wine.

Ever since I came to the capital, I haven’t had strong liquor again. The drunken stupor on the road was enough. This is my new starting point, but my heart remains in Drake City. That is the starting point of my life, and it should also be the end of my life. Even if I die, I want to die there!

“What’s there to be busy about? It’s the same every year, isn’t it? Speaking of which, your son is really good at making a fuss. Reports are submitted to the Ministry of Education, coupled with academic exchanges with Mabust County, and with such an overwhelming advantage, an excellent evaluation is inevitable.”

“I’ve done what you said before, but the response wasn’t strong. His achievements are not enough yet; he still needs to accumulate experience before he can be promoted to the capital.” The fat man moved quickly, not elegantly, but he would never stain his clothes. His hands were steady, unlike ordinary people, indicating he was also a master.

Yidor Kendall nodded slightly: “What if it’s a demotion?”

The middle-aged fat man looked deeply at the man in front of him, this man who shared his bad habits. Some of his ideas even he found dangerous, but it was undeniable that he was very skilled in methods, just lacking a bit of ruthlessness.

“If he is unwilling, no one can demote him and transfer him here. Do you really think he’s a fool, Yidor? Your son is more capable than you imagine, and the family holds him in high regard. Also, regarding your Great Knight daughter, what do you think of my son? Intermarriage between different branches of the family is common.”

Yidor Kendall showed a wry smile on his face, shaking his head slightly: “Is my opinion very important? She is now the Rose Duchess, not Duchess Jasmine Kendall. To guard against me, she even went so far as to establish her own household and publicly set her criteria for a spouse.”

“If your son can meet the requirements and is willing to marry into the family, I can only guarantee that Jasmine will not go back on her word. I can do nothing else.”

Heh heh, requirements?

He must be the same age or younger than her, and his strength must be greater than hers, because she cannot marry a good-for-nothing, otherwise, neither of them would be happy in their marriage. He must at least have a special skill, and his intelligence cannot be too low; no one likes a fool. He doesn’t need to be able to be the King’s Hand, as long as he can pass a simple test from her niece, Lily.

Finally, he must be a handsome man and willing to marry into the family, as she is a lord with real power and has her own fief to guard.

Which of these does his son meet? Not a single one.

“Aren’t you worried your daughter won’t get married?” The middle-aged fat man pouted, asking with a hint of a curse.

“She is a Great Knight, a bloodline knight who has awakened the Thorn Knight’s bloodline. If nothing unexpected happens, living for two or three hundred years is not a problem, perhaps even longer.” Yidor Kendall’s gaze drifted to the crowd below the tavern, but in his heart, he had some doubts. Could it be that he really held her back?

Under his very eyes, under his control and arrangements, Jasmine’s strength had almost always been stagnant. Later, she had a few accidents unrelated to him, and then she left his control. She actually unbelievably broke through to become a Great Knight?

“Tsk tsk, your son is a Great Knight, your daughter is also a Great Knight, and your granddaughter is already a Middle Knight at such a young age. Your descendants are all incredibly talented,” the middle-aged fat man exclaimed in wonder.

“With such excellent descendants, you still dare to cause so much trouble. I truly admire you.”

“Their excellence has nothing to do with me.” When Yidor Kendall said this, his heart ached faintly.

He thought he had given them the best, but he found that he was only constantly restricting them, making it difficult for them to develop. After he was driven away, they all blossomed with brilliant light, which made Yidor Kendall very sad.

Why couldn’t you blossom like this when you were by my side? Do you really have such a big problem with me?

He was very unconvinced! You yourselves didn’t work hard usually, so why blame everything on me? Seeing his juniors living very comfortably after leaving him, he felt uncomfortable.

“I don’t deny their excellent aptitude, but they are still too young. Without a mature and steady elder at the helm, small things can be accomplished, but big things are difficult. The Kendall family in Drake City is currently on the decline.”

Yidor Kendall felt a little guilty when he said this. Was it really on the decline? At least on the surface, it was; industries had decreased, and influence in certain areas had weakened. Even if other aspects had strengthened, what did it matter? He would just pretend not to see it.

“Your methods look pretty good, but unfortunately, the effect doesn’t seem to be very good.” The middle-aged fat man continued to provoke Yidor Kendall. This was their way of getting along; both of them were used to it, or rather, Yidor Kendall had no choice but to get used to it. Only in this way could he get along better with the Seventh Elder and gain his support.

“What do you think of the Child of Fortune, Seventh Elder?” Yidor Kendall suddenly asked a puzzling question.

The middle-aged fat man paused slightly, then said thoughtfully, “The Child of Fortune is not fixed, nor is it invincible, but there’s no doubt that the Child of Fortune is an existence to be contended for. You’re not implying that young Wright is the Child of Fortune, are you?”

Yidor Kendall nodded slightly, then shook his head, “Jasmine once said that Wright might have been the Child of Fortune for Drake City for a time in the previous generation. He did have some fortuitous encounters during his travels, and his strength seemed to have improved quite well. However, after he returned to the family and became idle, his fortune gradually faded. The current Child of Fortune in Drake City should be Lily’s fiancé, Wilde Cran, the direct cause of my departure from Drake City.”

“Oh, you’re closely related to two Children of Fortune, and you still ended up like this. You’re quite something,” the middle-aged fat man suddenly realized. “So you’re deliberately at odds with the Children of Fortune?”

Your own son is a Child of Fortune, so you confine him at home, letting his fortune naturally dissipate. Your granddaughter’s fiancé is a Child of Fortune, and you directly want to kill his whole family.

Yidor Kendall, you’re really something. To court death to this extent, you’re the first person I’ve ever seen!

“If I cannot use them, what good are they?”

Yidor Kendall’s tone was very calm: “Moreover, there are different grades of Children of Fortune, and they are not invincible. It’s just that people like me, who are unlucky, will suffer more when encountering them. So, I’ll create an opportunity for Children of Fortune to directly clash with Children of Fortune.”

“You want to use Stellan? No, you mean use Stellan’s brother, Rales, to deal with them?”

The middle-aged fat man snorted: “Yidor, Rales is General Nolan’s direct disciple. Have you considered the serious consequences if he gets hurt? Both your son and daughter are Great Knights, completely incomparable to Rales, a mere High Knight.”

“Before, I didn’t believe in the concept of a Child of Fortune, but now I do.” After three consecutive failures, Yidor Kendall saw many things clearly, and at the same time, he became even more obsessive.

“And I believe that the Child of Fortune in the capital won’t be weaker than the Child of Fortune in Drake City, and General Nolan’s direct disciple won’t be weaker than Old Man Ryan’s registered disciple. I wonder what kind of sparks will fly when a Child of Fortune clashes with a Child of Fortune?”

“Oh, the fourth person you’re going to deal with is that underage honorary knight? That guy seems to have a Level 2 Wizard behind him, the Guardian Wizard of Drake City. Do you think Rales can deal with him?”

The middle-aged fat man said indifferently: “A Level 2 Wizard is definitely the limit of tolerance on the Continent of Gods. You’re playing with fire.”

“It has nothing to do with me. Everything is Rales’s own decision. If you want to blame someone, blame Stellan for being too greedy and accepting money he shouldn’t have. There needs to be a return for payment. If you take someone else’s money, you have to give something of your own, and now the most valuable thing he has is his life, a life that can restrain Rales!”

The wine glass gently pressed on the table, leaving a shallow imprint on the hard wooden table, yet the wine glass remained undamaged. The middle-aged fat man’s eyes narrowed slightly. His strength had actually improved? This was a bit strange.

“Yidor, there are many clever people in the world. Your methods cannot fool truly observant individuals.”

The middle-aged fat man seemed to have eaten his fill, letting out a very ungraceful burp, then leaned back and said carelessly, “General Nolan has never been known for his martial prowess. The Fox of Nolan is not an empty title.”

“In the face of absolute power, all methods are illusory. Compared to General Ryan, General Nolan is still far inferior. If I had General Ryan’s strength, who could do anything to me?” Yidor Kendall’s state seemed a bit off.

The middle-aged fat man curled his lip slightly. Strength is not only related to bloodline, aptitude, effort, and resources, but also to breadth of mind. Ever since he became an adult, he knew that he could not reach the peak of strength because his personality determined his limited achievements. And the man in front of him was the same type of person as himself, only he was more extreme and persistent.

The middle-aged fat man, however, did not know that in addition to being broad-minded, successful people also include another type: the fanatic!

Extreme obsession can also bring unimaginable motivation and insights to people, but this kind of insight is very dangerous. One careless mistake can harm both oneself and others. After experiencing great ups and downs, Yidor Kendall saw many things clearly, but everything else became even more unclear, or he was unwilling to see them clearly.