Chapter 736: Bragging Is Like Stand-Up—You Need Humor and Flair
What’s it like to sleep under a blanket in a room cooled to just over ten degrees, during a summer so hot you start to doubt you aren’t made of water?
Thinking of this, a few nobles in the room were reminded of the recent spring.
Spring and autumn were the nobles’ favorite seasons—neither too hot nor too cold. They didn’t have to sweat through their clothes like they did now, wearing the bare minimum, nor did they need to choose between shivering for the sake of noble elegance or wrapping themselves up like a rustic farmer just to stay warm, as they did in winter.
Spring was good. Autumn too. Lynch’s words brought subtle changes to their expressions.
“A device that controls the temperature in the room?” one noble repeated. “If that’s real, that would be wonderful!”
If nothing unexpected happened, this barely-even-a-discussion topic would’ve died right there. But Lynch wasn’t about to let it go so easily.
“Doesn’t Gephra have something like that?” His seemingly innocent question, paired with his tone, smile, and the fact that he was a Federal citizen, came together into something unmistakably provocative.
Imaginative nobles could already see it: Lynch arrogantly trampling over them, loudly mocking Gephra’s backward technology.
Nobles are a peculiar breed. They value their pride more than their lives—quite literally in many cases.