(582) Keeping promises
Outside the town hall, Edgar huffed down the stairs and saw William leaning against a statue and smoking.
"Hey! Why didn't you go in for a meeting? β
"Blasted out." William raised his head and said sullenly:
"My father said that the peace talks were for adults, and children should not be involved."
"Hey! Coincidentally, my mother said the same! We've been married for a long time, and these old stubborns still treat us like children! It's really annoying to me! β
"Let's go, let's go to the city to do some serious business, and find a place to play when we are free."
"Huh? There's no more to fight nearby, what serious things can you kid do? β
William gently tugged at the hoop hairpin from his silver hair: "You little fool! Forgot all about it? Let's promise to find a home for the local war orphans! β
As a result of the ongoing war, the city's economy has become sluggish, a large number of properties have been labeled "for sale", and many bankrupt homeowners have squatted outside their doors and drunk alcohol, looking to have lost hope for the future.
Edgar and William galloped through the streets on their horses, dressed in the uniforms of Imperial cavalry and artillery officers, armed with sabers and pistols, and the people of the streets were terrified and kept away from them as if they were fleeing from the plague.
William pulled the reins, he took a fancy to a small three-story building on the side of the street,
The house is well-lit, the faΓ§ade is carefully painted a lovely pink, the roof tiles are yellow, and there is a large yard.
The yard is like a playground with a bunker, a pitch course, a merry-go-round and a swing, but it's a bit deserted, overgrown with weeds that need to be re-cared for before it can be used, and it's perfect for children who need a lot of care.
Edgar bolted his horse and knocked on the door, and the owner of the house was an old man with a white beard and a bald beard, who looked very bad.
Seeing this man and a woman in imperial uniforms blocking the door, thinking that they were here to plunder and kill, the owner of the house trembled with fright and knelt down:
"Military ...... Master Jun...... I'm already running out of nowhere......
I just want to sell this house and go back to my hometown to live the rest of my life, and I hope you will let me go...... Let my poor old creature live a few more years......"
The two looked at each other: "Is the reputation of the Imperial Army so bad?" β
The old man said fearfully, "The officials appointed by the regent used to spread the word in the city that the Valstads were ungodly heretics, big barbarians who drank blood. β
Edgar smiled and took off his helmet, a pair of purple eyes reflecting the daylight, like a pair of brilliant amethysts:
"Old man, do you think we look like barbarians?"
"Sorry...... My old man's eyes are too big to see clearly, so let me take a pair of glasses...... Forehead......
It's so beautiful, this girl...... The lads are great too, you are all beautiful and elegant young men...... Like a big star in the theater. β
"Oh, old man, your kung fu is very good."
"Master Jun, I'm telling the truth."
The old man gradually let his guard down, and William began to talk to him about the price of the house and the placement of orphans.
According to the old man's statement, this house was originally a private orphanage, funded and supported by the government of the Kingdom of Solan.
After the regent Diamund usurped the throne, the cult came to power, everything became chaotic, the government's financial support was cut off, and the old man could only pay out of his own pocket and sell his private property to barely survive.
Later, the Voodoo persecuted the people, the orphanage staff all fled the city, and there were rumors that the Voodoo priests were performing human sacrifices, leaving the wealthy in the upper town unaffected, and the civilian neighborhoods were shrouded in fear.
The old man entrusted the children to the underground salvation organization of the loyal faction of the Solan Kingdom, and asked them to help them settle the children in the countryside that had not been affected by the war, and he was left alone in this empty mansion, lonely and helpless.
Hearing William's idea of funding the orphanage, the old man gave him a thumbs up:
"It's unbelievable that there are still kind-hearted people like you in this world today!" He paused, with an embarrassed look:
"It stands to reason that the house should be given up...... But well...... I'm sorry, but I'm still insisting on selling for some money,
My family has died in the war, I can only think of some sad things when I stay here, and the cost of living is also high, so I can only choose to leave, I need money to repair the dilapidated house in my hometown, and I need money to buy food and medicine for the elderly......
Master Jun, if you think that this old guy of mine is in the way, please do me a favor, shoot me according to this bald head, give me a good time, and I will not suffer in the future. β
"You misunderstood, old man, the money for the house will not be less than yours, and even more will be given." William explains: "I want to convince you to stay here, after all, you have experience running orphanages. β
"I'm not...... Are you dreaming......" The old man was stunned by the sudden happiness, and he had no reason to refuse: "How many children have you brought?" β
"More than thirty, and there will be more to come, I see that the houses on this street are all for sale, and they can all be bought and lived, and if you want to do it, you must do it well, I want you to run a regular orphanage."
The old man made a mistake: "It's hard enough to survive without starving...... Do you want quality of life...... Fear...... I can't do it with this old bone.
More children need more people to take care of, security guards, gardeners, doctors, repairmen, teachers and, most importantly, cooks, so many people have a lot of expenses for a day, plus the purchase of supplies, it will be a lot of expenses. β
"Well...... William shook the bulging money bag with a pleasant metal crashing sound, and he untied the small leather rope that tied the money bag, allowing the old man to see the golden light inside.
"What can be solved with money, then it is not a problem!"
When the old man saw this, he looked worried, and William's mind spun quickly, and he quickly saw what the other party was worried about:
"You're worried that this is blood-stained money? That's why you refuse to accept it? β
Although the old man did not speak, his expression was already acquiescing.
"What an upright gentleman! Rest assured! Old man, since our expeditionary force set foot on the land of your country, we have not robbed a single copper plate, and all the supplies have been purchased for real money. β
With that, he took out a heavy imperial gold coin between his two fingers, and showed the old man the emperor's head engraved on the gold coin, as well as the night owl national emblem engraved on the back of the coin.
"See, this is an Imperial Gold Coin struck by the Royal Mint of the Valstad Empire, and I didn't plunder it."
The old man was completely relieved and listened to the young man in front of him:
"I will send my officers to the local human resources market, recruit the staff you need for the orphanage, and provide them with a salary for three years.
When your Prince Ingram is crowned King in the near future and the government of the Kingdom of Solan is back in operation, the city government of St. Faralus will have a special grant to assist you. β
"Master Jun...... You've thought it through, and I won't let you down. β
The old man happily agreed, and William handed him a bag full of coins, and did not use the Einfoot family's property.
Despite his young age, Prince William of Valstad was already a rich young man, earning most of his fortune as a rugby star, and he could make a lot of money from interviews with gossip entertainment newspapers.
In addition to this, there are pensions for members of the imperial family that come with the title of Prince of the Empire, as well as military salaries and allowances as imperial generals.
"Call us by our nickname, shout kindly, you call him Little Will, call me Little Ai......" Edgar said with a wry smile:
"Old man, please stop calling us 'military masters'! It makes us look like we're doing all kinds of evil......"
Legend of the Heroes of Valstad