Ciel-Osido's words immediately drew laughter from the nobles in the hall.

Of course, there is irony in this laughter.

"I've heard that the Chamber of Commerce run by Viscount Donna and Earl Borg is making a lot of money, and they've even moved their estates to the outskirts of Crewe. ”

"It's such a thing that these two men have disgraced the face of their ancestors. ”

"If my descendants were such people, I would have let the begging goddess nail them to the gates of the family castle and let the wind and rain blow them. ”

"Haha!"

Most of the nobles of the Covinde Territory maintained the traditional belief that the family domain was the most sacred, and in the eyes of these people, it was unforgivable to abandon the domain and choose to do business.

Words of ridicule and sarcasm continued to come out of the mouths of these people, and unbridled laughter echoed over the halls. But there were also some who were not small, such as Sir Bernie Blaise, captain of the Castle Knights' Guard, and Baron Hill Osido, Prime Minister of the court.

"You think so?" said Ciel-Osido's voice sharpened and was loud. His deep and loud voice echoed in the hall, overpowering the unbridled laughter, and a pair of indifferent eyes looked around to the left and right, and continued to say in a loud voice: "But I don't think so, I think they are smarter than most people, they not only keep the family under His Majesty's butcher's knife, but also win a lot of money for the continuation of the family..."

Cir-Osido met the disdainful gaze of the nobles and chuckled, "We can make a bet that I will avoid His Majesty's purges again and again and survive to the end... And some of you will die because of His Majesty's ensuing wrath. ”

"What do you mean?"

Someone stood up and pointed at his nose as soon as Hill Osido's voice landed, and one after another nobles stood up from their seats and glared at Hill Osido.

"What is the point of life by groveling to survive?"

"Do you know what groveling is, don't you, you, and you, all need to grovel before Your Majesty?" Hil-Osido did not care in the slightest about the nobles who glared at him, and glanced at their faces with disdain.

"I don't want to hear you arguing, I need answers. Viscount Zerodin-Marne struck the crutches in his hand on the edge of the platform, making a "thump" sound.

The conflict that was about to erupt was resolved in an instant, and the agitated nobleman immediately bowed respectfully and sat down again at the old lord's reprimand. The old man lowered his eyelids and glanced at Ciel Osido, then then on Bernie Blaze and asked, "What do you think?"

The eyes of everyone in the hall fell on the captain of the castle guard in an instant.

Bernie Blaise didn't pay any attention to the stares that everyone was looking at him, he still leaned lazily on the bench he had occupied alone, and he didn't answer immediately after the old lord's inquiry, but thought with a slight frown.

"Of course, it would be best if you could refuse Your Majesty, but..."Bernie Blaise shook his head after a long while, and said, "I was thinking about why His Majesty would make such a request at such a time, which reminds me of the rumors in Crewe City, which you must have all heard about, right?"

Bernie Blaise replied respectfully to Viscount Marne's question, then looked at the other nobles in the hall, "I have heard that some of us are planning to do something with this rumor, and if Your Majesty takes Young Master Benedict to Fort Caval because of news like this, we must be careful. ”

"Is that rumor true?" asked Zerodin-Marne.

"I don't know. Bernie Blaise was not as bold as he had just now, his eyes and tone of voice were unusually cautious, "But... Even if the rumors are true, we must not have the slightest idea, otherwise disaster will befall us in an instant..."He looked at Ciel Osido, "Although I agree with Baron Osido, if we really go too far, His Majesty's army can come at any time, he has such strength, and he does not lack the determination to do so, all he lacks is a reason." ”

Bernie Blaze's words were obvious to the hearts of most of the people present, and when he had finished speaking, there was a dull silence in the hall.

"Your Excellency..."

"I see!" Zerrodin-Marne's voice was soft, glancing at the court prime minister who wanted to say something, then at the open door of the hall and at the glare of light.

"Today, let's do it first, I'm a little tired... Breaks are needed. The old lord waved his hand slightly, then slowly closed his eyes, and the close minister next to him immediately stepped forward to lift the thin blanket cover on his body.

The retainers in the hall looked at each other, and the palace prime minister, Hil-Osido, wanted to say something more several times, but he didn't dare to say half a word when he saw the old lord's eyes closed, and finally he could only sigh secretly and preemptively exit the hall.

Immediately, the other retainers also left one after another, and soon the noisy hall became quiet.

When all the nobles had left, Zerodin-Marne slowly opened his eyes, turned his head sideways to look at the army of his close ministers, grabbed the steel cane next to the lord's chair, and tapped lightly on the steel frame at the edge of the steps.

"Dangdang"

A very special voice echoed in the hall, and the old man sitting on the lord's chair had a very happy smile on his face when he heard this voice... So, he picked up his cane again and gently tapped the steel frame on the edge of the steps.

"Dangdang"

The voice echoed in the vast hall again, and the smile on the old man's face became even more obvious, it was an innocent smile like a child, and it seemed to be a dusty smile that saw through everything in the world.

But the voice soon fell silent, and the old man was worth picking up again with a cane...

"Dangdang"

The voice echoed through the hall again...

After doing this more than ten times, the old man seemed to have laughed enough, and stopped his seemingly childish movements.

I don't know when Zerodin-Marne became afraid of a quiet environment, so throughout the castle, copper bells were hung everywhere with "dangdang".

"Go to my study and call Quinna and Benedict... Also, remember to prepare some highland meatmeal for the highlands, little Marne loved the taste. Zerodin-Marne stood up tremblingly, refusing the support of his close ministers, and commanded to the left and right, "Also, I don't want to hear any more talk of Her Majesty in the city of Covinde. ”

The two close ministers accepted the order to leave through the side door with a humble attitude, and the lord's attendants and servants walked to the bottom of the steps one after another, waiting for the old lord to slowly walk down the steps.

The news of the old lord's departure soon spread to the entire castle, and in the originally empty corridor outside the hall, many castle guards and maids immediately appeared like a trick, making the originally empty corridor become full of vitality in an instant.

Zerodin-Marne, who walked out of the hall, looked at these people in the corridor, the loneliness brought by the quiet hall was somewhat relieved, and his mood became much better, and the continuous greetings of these people around him made his originally bowed waist straighten.

The old lord walked straight to his separate study on the side of the castle in a cheerful atmosphere, where the eldest daughter, Quinna Marne, and her child Benedict had already arrived early.

"Grandpa!" Benedict saw the old man come in, and he immediately jumped to the ground and ran towards the door.

"Stop!" Quinna scolded, making Benedict who was running all over, his feet seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't move for half a minute, and the originally happy smile on his face immediately became aggrieved, looking at the approaching old man and sobbing and said, "Grandpa, mother bullied me." ”

"Then I'll help you teach her a lesson. Zero-rodin Marne prevented his retinue from entering the study, bent slightly and smiling kindly at his grandson, as he said he stepped forward to pick up Benedict, but was immediately stopped by his eldest daughter, Quinna Marne

"Father, you can't get used to him so much. Quinna-Marne was clearly just educating Benedict, and she was a little upset when she was interrupted like that.

He only had a few years to play, and when he turned seven he was going to have the most formal knightly training, and after that he would have no time to rest in his whole life. Zerodin sighed, stroked little Marne's head gently, and led him to the reception couch in the study and sat down.

"Your favorite cereal. Zerodin sat down and pointed to the porcelain plate on the coffee table, and then pushed the whole plate of cereal under his grandson's eyelids, "This is your favorite, happy?"

Benedict swallowed, and instinctively looked at his mother as he reached for the delicacy in the porcelain plate, he remembered the experience of being beaten when he went to grab the plate of cereal, and now there seemed to be a burning pain on the back of his hand.

"Thank you Grandpa yet. ”

"Thank you, grandpa!"

When Kunna saw her son holding the whole porcelain plate in her arms, she glared at him and said, "You can't eat so much." ”

"You were better than him when you were a kid. The old lord looked at his grandson with a kind gaze.

Quinna Marne smiled when she heard her father say this, and then remained silent, quietly watching her father teasing her son, looking at the happy smile on his son's face, listening to the laughter that came out of his son's innermost part, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

After a few minutes, the old man seemed to be a little tired, so he gave up teasing his grandson to rest on the sofa.

At this time, Kunna-Marne retracted the smile on her face, "Father, I heard that His Majesty's messenger..."

"Your Majesty wants to take Benedict to Crewe City. Zerodine Marne's kind face became serious as he looked at his daughter, "This time is different, Pedi Reagan is not the Pedi Reagan of three years ago, if we can't handle it properly, maybe disaster will befall soon... Moreover, unlike in the past, when Pedy Reagan was preparing to reign over the world, he would not allow any presence behind him to threaten his rule. ”

"You mean the rumors?" Quinna-Marne wasn't stupid, she just didn't want to bother with those complicated things, but now it was about her own children, she had to think about it.

"It's not just this rumor... The Harrens Lord's Grand Governor, Seke Marat, was stabbed, you know?" the old lord's small eyes, which had squinted in the crevices, seemed to suddenly sparkle as he stared at Kunna.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Quinna met her father's gaze, "You should know that I don't even want him to inherit the Covinder Inheritance—" she looked at her father as she spoke, shifting to Benedict's face, "I know better than anyone what Fort Kavar means. ”

Seeing the pain on his daughter's face that could not be concealed, Zerodin Marne was not only subconsciously annoyed by the thought he had just had. The old man twitched his nose and rummaged through the pockets of his shirt, now he was eager for a cigarette, and it was the strongest cigarette, but he rummaged for a long time and found nothing.

"You think so, but others don't, and there are a lot of people in the territory who are planning this. The old lord gave up the search, looked at the eldest daughter and said very seriously: "If Her Majesty the Queen does not give birth to a prince or princess, Benedict will be the first in line of succession to the throne, whether according to tradition or according to the laws of the kingdom." ”

"So, whether we go or not, there are people staring at us... What are the nobles of our realm doing in secret, do you know? And Her Majesty the Queen, what she thinks now, do you know? And most importantly, what Her Majesty thinks now, do you know?"

The old lord said several questions in a row, and his tone became more and more serious.

Quinna didn't show any panic on her face when she heard her father's questions one after another, she beckoned to her son, and when Benedict obediently walked up to her, she said softly, "What do you want to tell me?"

"Someone in our territory has done something superfluous..."

"Didn't you authorize them?" Quinna interrupted her father in a calm voice.

"But not anymore. Jersey Marne opened the small drawer on the coffee table to reveal the shredded tobacco wrapped in yellow paper, and he expertly rolled a cigarette for himself, and Benedict immediately obediently pushed the candle stand on the other side to his side.

"That's good!" the old lord praised lightly, looked at his daughter before picking up the candlestick and lighting a cigarette, and said, "I don't think what I did before was wrong, I am fighting for more political resources for Benedict, even if I can't get the status of the heir to the throne at that time, it is not a bad thing." ”

"But now you want to get rid of those relationships?"

"This time, it's some people who have gone too far. The old man's expression suddenly became much more serious, "The assassination of the supreme governor of the local territory, and it is also Sir Seke-Marat." ”

Kunna frowned, "Didn't Your Majesty already make an attitude?"

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