Now the nobles of the royal capital are not bullshit. ’

The old man said to himself in his heart, raised his eyelids and looked at the young nobleman sitting opposite him and changed the subject, "What about the people of the Dunna family and the Borg family?"

"They are now like the defeated wolf king of the steppe, and they are not at all able to participate in our plans, and... I'm not going to let them in, because there are so many people who want to share this piece of fat. The sneer on Weiz Burst's face was unreserved.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and for the first time looked seriously at the young man in front of him. Weiz Burstt didn't care about the old man's scrutiny, and the ambition in his eyes was all revealed in front of the old man.

"Are you sure you can eat such a big piece of fat?" Jersey Marne leaned back and looked at Weiz Bursther with a more intuitive gaze, "Is this what Marquis Daisily Pombo meant?"

"The Marquis now maintains diplomatic relations in the northern part of the kingdom in the highland steppes, and I represent all matters in the royal capital. ”

"Oh?" the old man replied softly, exhaling a puff of smoke, then took two sips of his glass, and asked after a long groan, "The police station will publicly pronounce the sentence of the nobles imprisoned in the dungeon this afternoon?"

"Yes, it was an announcement made by the police department half an hour ago. ”

"Sooner than we expected..."

"Because Her Majesty the Queen has passed the word, from tomorrow onwards no one except the officials of the King's Office, the Prime Minister's Government, and the Office of the State Analysis shall be allowed to enter or leave Kawal Fort at will without her consent. Weiz Burst chuckled under his breath, "Whoever doesn't listen to the order can be arrested and jailed by the police department for 'treason.'" ”

"In other words, it is impossible for the meeting of nobles to take place tomorrow?" Zerodin-Marne looked at the young man who appeared calm, and deliberately showed a puzzled expression in search of answers.

A sneer flashed across Weiz Burst's face, "Her Majesty doesn't know anything about the nobility of our Crewe City, and her orders will be turned into scrap paper tomorrow, and no one can stop us from entering the Kawa Fort." ”

"You're confident!"

"I have the strength to be confident. ”

"So... Confident Viscount Boss, you are here with me now, surely you are not here to make small talk with an old man like me, are you?"

When Weiz Burst heard the old man's words, he changed his sitting position, leaned back in his chair in a more casual position, leaned forward unconsciously, and after more than ten seconds of silence, lowered his voice and said: "Although we are confident in tomorrow's meeting, we need to have our own armed forces to prevent accidents. ”

Zerodin-Marne's eyes flashed, "You see, I only have five of my retinue, so—" he spread his hands, "I can't do anything about your request." ”

"I don't want the army... I know you have a warehouse in Crewe that houses the weapons and armor that Covind led in the Dwarven Quarters. Weiz Burst's words became softer and softer, "Because of the new laws of the kingdom, the weapons and equipment of the military households have long been confiscated, and the equipment of the noble guards must be registered even a pair of shoes..."

Zero-Din Marne squinted his eyes and looked at Wolds Brew as he chuckled, "Every piece of weapons and equipment in our warehouse is also registered, do you know what will happen if these equipment fall into the hands of the police department?"

"The police station will soon disappear and Hannina will be locked up in a prison of her own construction. ”

"But Your Majesty still has 200,000 troops in your hands, and if you want to use force in Crewe City, you will have to face Your Majesty's wrath!"

"I believe that Your Majesty will definitely consider the stability of Crewe City, and will give priority to his throne, the lives of the thousands of nobles in Crewe City are compared to Baron Hannina, who do you say Your Majesty will choose?"

"Well—" Zerodin-Marne said in a long voice, and began to roll tobacco leaves in his hand again.

Weiz Brew watched silently as the old man moved, watching his familiar cigarette leaf roll and light it.

After a cigarette, when the room was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco leaves, the old man looked at Weiz Brew and said, "I will seriously consider this question and give you an answer by eight o'clock this evening." ”

"I'm sure you'll promise me. Weiz Burstt kept a confident smile and whispered, while adding in his heart: Because you have no choice.

"Is there anything else you have to do?" Zerrodin-Marne suddenly hated the smile of the man in front of him at the moment, and this annoyance made him want to stomp on that smile with the soles of his feet.

"There are also some trifles, proposals for tomorrow's meeting of nobles..."

...

In the cramped room of the Deepwater Hotel, the conversation between Jersey Marne and Weiz Burstt lasted nearly an hour. Weiz Burst came quietly, and when he left, quietly without alarming anyone.

The noise in the hall downstairs still echoed in the corridor, the smell of wine in the room was still fascinating, the barbecue meat in the iron plate was already cold, but the old man didn't care, after the entourage re-entered the room, the old man grabbed the meat and ate it with the spices of the mountain people.

After the roast on the iron plate and half a glass of ale, Zerodin-Marne stood up and walked to the window under the gaze of his attendants, moving his waist, which had been somewhat stiff after a long sitting, to soothe the food and wine in his stomach.

The whistling of the cold wind in the crack of the window made the old man unable to resist gently pushing the window open, and when the cold chill hit his face, he said, "The aristocrats of Crewe are so arrogant that I wonder if they are crazy. ”

"My lord, what did Viscount Burn say?" the middle-aged man closest to the old man spoke in place of the others.

"Her Majesty the Queen has decreed that from tomorrow until a long time to come, entry into Kawalburg must be approved by the King's Office, the Prime Minister's Government, and the Office of National Analysis!" the old lord tightened his cloak by the cold wind blowing from the window, and the young man next to him immediately picked up the cloak and put it on his body.

"But the nobles of the city did not take Her Majesty's orders seriously, no... They didn't even take Her Majesty the Queen into account!" Zerodin-Marne let out a white breath, "In the words of the young man just now... Her Majesty's orders are a piece of waste paper in their eyes. ”

"You're saying that those nobles in the city are going to break in?"

"Not only will they have to break in, but they will also follow them with a group of armed soldiers!" the old man closed the window, wrapped his cloak and walked to the fireplace, stretching out his cold hands, "They have taken a fancy to our weapons warehouse in Crewe and want to borrow it for a day. ”

"How can these people be as short-sighted as animals in a livestock shed, don't they know that once an armed conflict breaks out, they will be no different from the rebels, and if they fail, their family will be wiped out by His Majesty!" Besides, why do they think they will succeed, there is at least one corps garrison in Crewe City, there is also a brigade of armed guards, and there are countless castle knights left behind, and even the Wild Deer Mountain Non-commissioned Officer Academy can gather at least three thousand elite non-commissioned officers, they... There is no chance of winning. ”

"Yes, on the face of it, their odds of winning are almost zero... Even if they were lucky enough to win, they would only be able to control a part of the city at most, but Your Majesty has an army of 200,000 in his hands!" the old man frowned at the roaring fire in the fireplace, "but the young nobleman was full of confidence... He doesn't look like a madman, let alone a fool, so where does his confidence come from?"

"Unless..."The middle-aged man's eyelids beside the old man suddenly jumped wildly, "Unless Your Majesty has... Something has changed!"

"What do you think is going to happen?"

"For example... Thorns..."

The abrupt end of the conversation made the atmosphere in the room extremely tense, so tense that everyone in the room forgot to breathe at this time.

The "crackling" sound of the charcoal burning in the fireplace was so abrupt.

"Dangdang" The old lord picked up the tongs of the fireplace and struck the iron bar next to the stove vigorously, and the sound made everyone come back to their senses.

"Word goes... Let's just say that I am very ill now, and I am about to arrive in Crewe City to seek the help of the Bachelor. ”

"Your Excellency?"

"Didn't hear me clearly?"

"No... But, my lord, are you sure you want to make the news of your arrival in Crewe City public?"

"The old man's body always has all kinds of problems, and I am just an ordinary person. The old lord turned his head to look at his entourage, "Don't worry, whether it's Her Majesty the Queen or the nobles in the city, you need me... Announcing that I'm in Crewe will only put us in a better position. ”

"But," the old man shook his finger slightly, "the timing of our appearance is very important, so... For the next few days, people in Crewe will only know that I am arriving in Crewe City, but they will not hear anything from me. ”

"I see..."The middle-aged attendant immediately understood the meaning of the lord's words, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "So, my lord... How shall we reply to Viscount Burst's request?"

"Promise him, we need someone to charge!" the old man looked at the entourage, and finally fixed his gaze on the young man at the end, "Knight Aceel, this matter will be left to you." ”

...

In the largest conference room on the top floor of the police headquarters building, Baron Hanina and the scholars of the court were making the final judgment on the nobles imprisoned in the dungeon with reference to the laws of the kingdom.

It was half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, four hours before the official verdict was announced, and the scholars and police officers in the large conference room had heated discussions over lunch.

Time passed slowly in the heated discussion among the scholars, and as the magic wall clock on the wall approached, Hanina's lieutenant walked up to his boss and whispered to the scholars.

"I've got to get away for a while. Hanina stood up immediately after listening to the adjutant's words, apologizing to the scholars and police officers around her.

"Baron, you're going to have four hours before all the citizens of Crewe City read this verdict!" said Master Paul, who lowered his magnifying glass and watched as Hanina admonished in a very serious tone.

"It's a call from Her Majesty the Queen. ”

Hanina walked out of the conference room with a calm step, and the moment the door closed in the conference room, her feet began to speed up subconsciously, so fast that her lieutenant couldn't keep up.

In less than fifteen minutes, Hanina arrived at the King's office from the police station.

The furnishings of the office have not changed in the slightest since the King's departure, and Erin Phil does not stay at the King's desk when she is on business, preferring to sit on the reception sofa near the window and read the papers.

When Hanina entered the office, before she could salute her, Erin Field, who was sitting on the reception sofa flipping through the government report, beckoned to her, "We are all very tight today, let's face the topic." She closed the document she was flipping through, "Half an hour ago, I got the message... Viscount Zerodin-Marne was suddenly seriously ill and would come to Crewe City to seek a bachelor's cure. ”

"I heard my adjutant mention it ten minutes ago. Hanina said cautiously, "Viscount Marne... Has a formal application been submitted to the Prime Minister's Government?"According to the new laws of the Kingdom, local lords leaving their territories must submit an application to the Prime Minister's Government for filing. In today's kingdom, there is only one local territory in the Covind Territory, so this law is also seen as being set specifically for the Covinde Territory.

"Within five minutes of getting the news, Sira Marne put his father's application report on my desk. Erin Phill chuckled, "It's a really interesting thing, even more interesting than my magic experiments." ”

Hanina kept her head down and remained silent, and Erin Phier pointed to the sofa opposite and the tea in front of the sofa, and said, "Come and sit, we have to talk... I heard that you are guilty of a serious headache, and this cup of tea is a special gift from the first general of the elves, and it is good for your headache. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Hanina expressed her reserved gratitude.

"Zero-Rodin Marne has a special status, his daughter is now leading the Prime Minister of the Royal Government as well as the Ministry of War, and his grandson is His Majesty's own nephew... And he had to come to Crewe at such a time. Erin Phier leaned back lazily on the couch, and her casual words seemed to be talking about a very ordinary topic.

"Do you know how I replied to Viscount Marne's application report?" Irene Fielder burst out laughing suddenly, "I rejected Viscount Marne's application and told him that I would send the best bachelors and paladins in medicine in the royal capital to visit him in Covindeling. ”

Hanina was stunned, and couldn't help but raise her eyes and look seriously at Her Majesty the Queen, who had been ignored by the nobles and ministers of the kingdom, and subconsciously said: "If Viscount Marne is determined to come to the royal capital, even if you refuse his application, you can't stop it, and he will use other reasons to prevaricate." ”

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