Chapter 482: Harry and Elizabeth
"Welcome to our home," said Princess Elizabeth.
She had a distinct similarity to Prince Harry. And if the two were to exchange hairstyles and clothes (have Harry wear her green silk gown, and have her wear his uniform), then no one would know the difference.
Their respective spouses also greeted Michael and the others, showing off their grace and humility befitting of a royal.
After their introduction, Michael asked the reason why the Duchess was absent.
"Excuse me, but where did the Duchess go?" he asked politely.
"As you may not know, there have been a lot of rumors swirling in Metropolis about the arrival of tourists from the other continents. Mother has taken it upon herself to welcome them. Despite her age, she insisted on doing it herself haha.
But it’s only because of her hands-on attitude that allowed her to advance Metropolis into the mega city that it is now," Prince Harry answered.
There was clear admiration and pride in his face. He loved his mother and looked up to her.
"Your name is Michael, right?" Princess Elizabeth asked. "I heard that the reason why mother wants to see you in person is because you created a truly interesting work of machinery. Is that true?"
"Yes. I’m supposed to meet with her to make my automobile legal in the streets of Metropolis."
"Brother, you should have heard how fast those automobiles go," Elizabeth said, her eyes almost shining. "It beats even the fastest horses in Metropolis. I bet it would even beat our royal mounts with ease!"
Michael was glad to see that the princess was already a fan of the automobile. This would make it easier for him to convince them to let his trucks pass through Metropolis on a daily basis.
"I’m quite interested to see that," Prince Harry muttered, his sister’s excitement rubbing off on him. "Michael, would you give us permission to see this automobile for ourselves?"
Of course, Michael said yes. Having more potential customers was always a good thing.
"I shall send in our soldiers to bring the automobile to the castle at once," Prince Harry said, signalling for the butler to fetch the soldiers.
"There’s no need for that," Michael interrupted him. "I can bring it here instantly if you want. I just need a big open space to park it."
The prince and the princess looked at each other, confused. They thought that the automobile was made out of pure metal.
"Are you sure?" the princess asked him.
"Don’t worry. Michael knows what he’s doing," Lylia said with a smile.
Because of that, the Prince and the Princess led Michael and the others out to the castle’s backyard.
On the way there, Michael got a tour of the castle in its entirety. He noticed that despite their wealth, they were still living in the medieval ages in terms of their quality of life.
Their bathrooms were nonexistent. They had something called a garderobe, which was just a small room or alcove on the top floor. The ’toilet’ was just a small opening that allowed their wastes to fall down on the ground outside, which would be cleaned periodically.
They could use a little bit of plumbing, Michael thought.
The Prince led them outside to an open garden which looked more like a plain grassfield that extended into the horizon. And right outside of their veranda was a large patch of grass that looked to be a playground for kids, seeing as there were wooden horses and wooden swords strewn around.
"This is the open space you asked for," the Prince said, still confused as to why Michael hadn’t just asked the soldiers to bring back the automobile.
Michael thanked the prince and walked to the open area. He closed his eyes, and suddenly, a large shadow burst out of his feet and created a dome right in the middle of the grass.
Harry and Elizabeth were startled, but quickly regained their composure. The hidden figures atop the castle also calmed down once they saw no sign of hostility coming from Michael’s shadow.
A second later, the shadow recessed back into his feet, revealing the metal automobile firmly parked on the grassfield.
"Amazing!"
"Your talent in the Mystic Arts must be tremendous!"
They knew that [Teleportation] was not a spell that not just anybody could cast. One needed to be in the 4-star realm to even begin learning about it. Not only that, but the limits of the spell were dictated by the mana capacity of the user.
So, for Michael to teleport something as heavy as this while being far away from its source meant that the boy was a genius of the Mystic Arts.
"My son is praised by Seberus Augindore himself," Bart coughed, embarrassed but still couldn’t help but brag about his son.
Harry and Elizabeth praised Michael to no ends before they turned their attention to the vehicle itself.
They rushed to the automobile like they were kids let out on a playground. They couldn’t help but admire the machine in its entirety. The metal work inside it was something that rivaled even that of the Dwarves!
"This machine is exquisite!" Princess Elizabeth praised.
Harry then turned to Michael. "Truth be told, Michael, we are part of the committee that decides upon the approval or disapproval of a product before they can be sold to the Metropolis Market.
After our inspection and we deem that this automobile is safe and is as you described it to be, then we shall cast our vote in your favor."
"I’ll also try and persuade mother to instantly approve of it," Princess Elizabeth added.
Michael nodded and gestured for them to inspext the vehicle. "It’s all yours," he said to them.
Prince Harry walked forward and raised his hand. A magic circle appeared in front of his palms that suddenly burst out a beam of light that scanned the automobile in its entirety.
[Magic Theory acquired.] ChatJK4 said.
[Safety Check]
— ★★★★
— This spell determines whether an object is intended to be harmful to its user or to other people
As Prince Harry continued to scan the automobile, he was suddenly interrupted by a couple of kids who rushed out of the bushes and towards the automobile.
"It looks like a monster! Cool!"
"What is that on the inside? It has lights!"
"It looks like a door. Can we open this?"
"Yay! Let’s all go inside!"
Prince Harry’s magic spell was obstructed by the arrival of the kids, forcing him to stop what he was doing.
"Kids, please step away from the automobile first. Your father is doing some important business," said Harry’s wife as she tried to catch up to the kids. Unfortunately, they were too fast and too energetic to be caught.
There were four of them in total, and judging from their red hair, Michael guessed that they must be their children.
"Oh, how cute!" Lylia swooned.
"Those two boys are my kids," said Princess Elizabeth.
"And those two girls are my kids," said the Prince.
The royal children didn’t inherit the decorum and the manners of their parents. If it weren’t for their royal attire, they would have been just like any other kids playing rough in the streets.
"I apologize. Looks like we’ll have to postpone the inspection," said Prince Harry, exasperated. "Those kids will not get off the automobile till they get tired of it. Which will probably happen after dinner."
Michael didn’t want them—which meant that he had to distract the kids.
And what better way to do that other than simply borrowing items from his previous world?