Raise Joan of Arc to be an empress, then discard her.

Everyone around was stunned, because no one had noticed when he appeared there. He really seemed like a ghost in broad daylight, appearing there without anyone noticing. The people around were not fools; they immediately gripped the swords at their waists. Since this person had the ability to appear among them without anyone noticing, it meant that his strength was also unpredictable and he was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

They all watched him warily. Their boss had just helped them reap the benefits, and they couldn't tarnish his reputation now. So they silently formed a formation and instantly surrounded the man. But none of them noticed the look of utter disbelief on Daryl's face. Damn it, this was truly a case of seeing a ghost in broad daylight! Daryl roared inwardly, "How could he be here! How could he be here!"

I said, "Can I pay for them?"

Harry slammed a heavy money bag onto the table with a loud, crisp sound, making it seem as if he was about to smash a hole in the table. The bag's rope wasn't fully pulled, and the thugs peeked through the gaps at the jade, gold, and silver inside. Their expressions turned greedy. Aaron's offer for the drinks was already quite generous, but the money in that money bag instantly made Aaron's offering pale in comparison!

The underlings were so captivated by the treasure that no one noticed Daryl's bizarre expression. He was terrified, his liver and gallbladder trembling. The thugs didn't recognize him, only thinking he was a handsome young man. But Daryl knew exactly who he was and his status in Asgard. Thinking of the possible consequences of offending him, he was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing.

Harry's name spread throughout the Empire, and everyone knew he was the Empire's rising star, but Daryl knew an even more terrifying truth hidden beneath the surface.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, can't I pay for them? Didn't you hear me?" Harry's voice wasn't loud, but he pressed on relentlessly, forcing Daryl to retreat step by step. Daryl bumped into a chair and almost fell to the ground. Even if Daryl was slow to notice, he could see that his boss was acting strangely. Some people recognized Harry's identity and were suddenly shocked, while others were still in the dark and didn't know why their boss was acting this way.

"I...I...you...you...you..."

Daryl was panting heavily, his chest heaving. He looked at Harry as if he were the most terrifying monster in the world. Suddenly, he knelt down before Harry, as if begging for forgiveness, and shouted, "I dare not!"

Chapter 273 Lesson

Daryl was drenched in cold sweat. He no longer cared about saving face; only one desperate thought occupied his mind: survive, survive, survive!

Most of the people around were confused, but since their leader had knelt down, they followed suit. In an instant, the crowd that had been standing in the hotel all knelt down together, leaving only Harry, Aaron, and the others standing in the room.

Aaron watched this scene coldly, while the Sona behind Christina was completely stunned, not understanding how the situation had changed so quickly.

Daryl kept his head down, wanting the matter to pass quickly. If people knew he had offended Harry, even his brother wouldn't stand up for him; this was the only thought in his mind.

But Harry's voice instantly plunged him into an icy abyss: "Take my money."

“My lord…” Daryl looked up, his face deathly pale with fear. He trembled with terror, hoping Harry would take back what he had just said.

"I don't like repeating myself too many times. I'll say it one last time: take my money."

Daryl lowered his head, weighing the heavy money bag in his hand. From an angle only he could see, Harry's smile vanished, his face as cold and stern as a stone statue. He was no longer the handsome young man he once was; he was terrifying, like the true face of death itself.

Daryl's eyes narrowed to slits. He was sweating profusely and trembling as he took the money bag from Harry's hand, as if the bag full of gold and silver were some terrifying thing. He said in a hoarse, distorted voice that didn't belong to him, "Thank... thank you, Lord Harry."

He knew he was finished, he knew he was completely finished... In that state, he accepted Harry's money; he was utterly doomed...

“There’s one more thing, an apology to the Duke’s distinguished guest.” Harry’s calm voice echoed through the hotel, like a breeze passing through.

Daryl was so disoriented that he looked like a soulless zombie. He had already bowed his head to the ground, but when he heard Harry's words, he just turned around on the ground without even lifting his head, and remained kneeling and kowtowing towards Aaron.

"The Duke..."

The woman murmured the name blankly, staring at the man's back.

In another place unnoticed by them, in the crowd, the girl who had been sitting by the hotel window, silently observing the situation, also silently recited the Duke's name. Her gaze finally fell on Aaron in the crowd, and she took out money from her sleeve, placed it on the table, and silently left.

At this moment, Harry took the money bag from the table and walked up to Aaron, his gentle and kind expression returning to normal: "Lord Aaron, here is your money."

“Didn’t we make a bet? You won, so consider it payment for your drinks,” Aaron said.

Harry hesitated for a moment, a look of doubt appearing in his eyes, before finally tossing the money pouch in his hand and saying, "Then I thank you, Lord Aaron."

He put the money pouch into his pocket and said, "Now that we've finished eating, and this isn't exactly a high-class place, let's go back to the embassy to rest."

"Well, I'm really tired after watching this show for so long." Sarah stretched lazily, her mischievousness instantly attracting everyone's attention with her beauty, but after what had just happened, no one dared to look at her twice.

"What will happen to them afterwards?" Before leaving, Sona seemed to have softened towards them and asked softly. Christina lowered her head, expressionless, and remained silent.

"It won't be a big deal. He'll learn a lesson and probably won't do anything bad again," Harry said with a smile, as if he were introducing them to the customs and culture of Asgard. What he had just resolved was nothing serious, just a minor conflict between neighbors.

Just then, a panting fat man rushed back from outside the hotel. Many people recognized him as the hotel owner, but very few people saw him in such a disheveled state. When he saw Harry, his face showed the expression of someone who had lost their mother. He suddenly knelt down and was about to kowtow to Harry.

Harry didn't even glance at him, and walked past the fat man with Aaron, leaving the fat man feeling a chill creeping down his spine until his limbs could barely support his obese body and he was about to collapse.

Harry once said that under Asgard, as long as you have the strength, you can own your own property and fiefdom, and no one else has the right to interfere with you within your property and fiefdom. But Harry forgot to mention one thing: these rules are only an exception for himself.

The fat man felt a chill run down his spine, his body turning ice-cold. He had already anticipated the consequences of offending the other party. Even without the Demon King's personal intervention, someone would naturally take action against them after today… the terrifying outcome… like the devil's revenge, a horrific consequence…

Harry didn't even glance at him, and walked past the fat man with Aaron, leaving the fat man feeling a chill creeping down his spine until his limbs could barely support his obese body and he was about to collapse.

Harry once said that under Asgard, as long as you have the strength, you can own your own property and fiefdom, and no one else has the right to interfere with you within your property and fiefdom. But Harry forgot to mention one thing: these rules are only an exception for himself.

The fat man felt a chill run down his spine, his body turning ice-cold. He had already anticipated the consequences of offending the other party. Even without the Demon King's personal intervention, someone would naturally take action against them after today… the terrifying outcome… like the devil's revenge, a horrific consequence…

Harry's name is known to all, and everyone knows that he is a rising star in the Empire. But Dalia knows that just as there is always a shadow under the sun, there is an even more terrifying truth hidden behind Harry.

When they arrived at the storefront, Qin Nu suddenly fainted, but fortunately Aaron reacted quickly and caught her in time.

“What’s wrong with her?” Sarah asked.

Aaron patted her head: "She probably just fainted from hunger because she hadn't eaten for too long."

"I still have some food on me that I haven't finished eating." Sarah began searching her backpack.

"No need." Aaron bent down and carried Sona on his back. "Take her back. We'll take her out for a meal when she wakes up."

"Are you planning to take her back?" Harry asked.

Aaron glanced down at the toddler who was barely knee-high and clinging tightly to his pants, then looked up at Christina beside him, and finally nodded to Harry beside him, saying, "It should be alright, right?"

“Of course,” Harry said. “I’ve healed people before, so let me take a look at her condition.”

Aaron turned his back so that Harry could examine Sona's injuries. Harry moved closer, rolled up his sleeves, placed his palm on Sona's forehead, and channeled his spiritual energy into her body. Soon after, Sona coughed violently and struggled to wake up.

She opened her eyes, and in her dazed state, she saw the boy with sweat beading on his forehead looking at her, and she was momentarily stunned.

Harry slowly exhaled, a long breath, until sweat poured from his head like a steamer and beads of perspiration appeared on his face. Only then did he exhale completely, withdrawing his hand to wipe the sweat and saying, "That should be enough."

“Wow, Harry, that’s a long breath,” Minnie praised.

"hehe."

The Sona was leaning on Aaron's back, feeling incredibly comfortable all over. She was so lazy that she didn't want to lift a single finger. Her eyes were blurry, and she could only see blurry figures moving in front of her.

"Thank you..." the Sona said in a very low voice, her eyes misty.

“Now that she’s awake, I’ll take you all to the embassy,” Harry said, turning to the group.

"The embassy? We're actually going to stay there?" Sarah was taken aback. She had thought the Empire would treat them well, but she hadn't expected them to be this kind of. Come to think of it, weren't those embassies just like a bunch of vacancies, reserved for envoys from various countries? Did they have to kick the other envoys out of the buildings first for their sake?

“Of course, we should treat the Duke’s guests with the highest honors,” Harry smiled.

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“Oh,” Sarah exclaimed.

"Oh," Mina exclaimed in admiration.

"Are we really going to stay here?" Aurelia asked, tugging at Aaron's sleeve.

At this moment, Aaron looked as bulky as a eucalyptus tree. First, he had to support Sona to prevent her from falling at any moment. Second, ever since Sona's sister believed that he was the one who saved them, she had been clinging to his trouser leg, wrinkling it so much that Aaron couldn't even take a step. Helpless, Aaron could only put her on his shoulder. With Aurelia also clinging to him, Aaron felt like he couldn't move an inch.

Aaron had hoped the girl would quiet down once she sat on his shoulders, but the four-year-old seemed quite pleased to be lifted up high. She kept grabbing Aaron's hair. She was blind and couldn't see what was in front of her, but when she sniffed, she smelled a very pleasant scent. The scent was not only pleasant but also gave her a very comfortable feeling, completely different from the air outside the restaurant.

It was indeed completely different, because the villa that Harry led them to check into looked different from the embassy.

The accommodations prepared for them by the Empire still exceeded their expectations, and they were indeed given the highest level of hospitality.

"By the way, we've arranged for the princess to stay in the house next door. If you happen to see her while you're out for a walk, please don't be surprised," Harry reminded them.

Even their neighbor was a high-ranking princess, a figure of great prestige. After hearing this, Sarah couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. She had thought the empire would treat them well, but judging from this treatment, the empire was not just treating them well, but practically worshipping them like ancestors.

"If you have any requests, there are servants waiting outside the villa. Among them are many beautiful women. Also, if you wish to travel, even to areas outside Asgard, there are carriages waiting outside the villa. We will also be responsible for selecting all the drinking water and food inside the villa."

"By the way, each villa has its own characteristics. In addition to the better air quality compared to other villas, the spring water in this villa is also exceptional. There are many other wonderful features as well. You will understand once you have stayed in the villa for a while. I will not go into details."

As Aaron walked outside the villa, he saw the "waiters" waiting outside. Each of them was exceptionally beautiful and would be considered a top-tier beauty in Esgard. However, at this moment, they could only lower their heads and wait outside, not even having the right to look up at them.

Leading everyone into the courtyard, Harry said, "Considering everyone's long journey, I won't disturb you any longer. Please rest well. The celebration will be in seven days. In the meantime, please enjoy yourselves."

After saying that, he glanced at Minne beside him and said, "Brother Minne, we won't disturb the Dukes any longer."

"Oh, alright, alright, I should go back and join my father and the others." Minee was quite self-aware; this treatment wasn't prepared for him, and even if the Empire were willing to give him this treatment, he probably wouldn't dare to stay.

"Considering that Brother Minne is a friend of Lord Aaron, we have specially arranged a villa for him. Please come with me."

"They arranged a villa for me too?" Minee pointed to himself, his gaze blank.

"It's not far from the villa. You'll find out when you come with me, Brother Mine."

Hearing this, Minay looked incredulous. He looked at Aaron, then at Harry, and finally turned around with gratitude, shook Aaron's hand firmly, and followed Harry away.

After they left, Sarah immediately turned to Aaron and asked, "Don't you think the Empire has been too kind to us?"

“I think so too.” Aaron turned to Christina. “Is this how you usually treat your guests?”

"They are indeed very generous when it comes to spending money on foreign affairs entertainment, but they usually book the best rooms in the hotels in Esgard for their guests. They say they are generous, but in reality, they are using money to slap their guests in the face. But the embassy is different from slapping someone in the face with money, because the embassy is different from luxury rooms. Staying in such a villa is good for your health."

Christina reached out her hand, feeling the abundant spiritual energy in the villa: "They really went all out to arrange this villa for you to stay in."

“Wow, I feel that not only is the air here good, but the spiritual energy is also really abundant,” Sarah said seriously.

“I know you want to say that the environment here is better than ours, just say it, no one will blame you here.” After Aaron finished speaking, he turned to Aurelia and said, “Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow.”

Sona wasn't a superhuman, and upon hearing their conversation, she could only stammer, "Is it really that good?"

Christina entered the room, picked out a bright green, fragrant fruit from the fruit bowl, handed it to Qin Nu, and said, "You'll understand once you take a bite."

The woman took the fruit, swallowed hard. Her stomach had been growling for a while. Looking at the fruit, which was less than the size of an egg, she wondered how many of these tiny fruits she would need to eat to fill her stomach.