"Bang Bang"

After Duke Eric left, a loud sound that shook the ground was heard in the empty corridor outside, so that the guards in the corridor heard the sound and rushed into the freshly powdered meeting room as fast as they could.

"Get out!"

The Praetorian guards' dutifulness was rewarded with the prince's roar.

"Your Highness, now is not the time to be angry. Count Stu-Gara waved his hand to the guards, picked up a silver teacup scattered on the ground, looked at it, and said, "Although I don't agree with Duke Eric's approach, he is right to say that the energy of the merchants is huge, and you need to prepare in advance. ”

"So, what about you?" Prince Sinda asked Duke Eric a few minutes ago, and he wasn't really angry, his anger was just trying to redeem a little royal majesty in front of the minister.

As the Chancellor of the Exchequer who has served the royal family for more than ten years, Count Stu-Gara naturally thinks about the young prince tomorrow at this moment, he bowed slightly and said in a humble tone: "Actually, there is no unity within the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, before coming here, I urgently met with several important leaders of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance in the name of the Cabinet, you may be able to meet them." ”

"Oh?" Prince Sinda was not a fool, the Chancellor's words suddenly opened the mind in his young head, and the prince subconsciously agreed, but the words became: "You can arrange it, and if I have time, I will consider meeting them." ”

Earl Stu was stunned when he heard the prince's answer, and his eyes seemed to be attracted by the fire on the wall behind the prince, which looked a little strange and wooden.

Just as the Earl was about to say something, the Prince's former personal bodyguard, now Ser Samp-Reggie, the Captain of the Guard and Chief of Internal Affairs of the City Battalion Command, appeared in the parlor with two fully armed guards.

After the young knight entered the room, he didn't even look at the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Empire, he only looked at the new ruler of the Empire, he walked straight to the prince, and whispered in the prince's ear for nearly a minute.

He reported on the details of the city defense camp after O'Britton's assassination.

Ten minutes earlier, the city defense battalion had received an order to close the inner and outer city gates.

The scene of the assassination has been cordoned off, all suspects have been secretly arrested, and citizens who have watched the assassination have been kept together and no outsiders are allowed to approach them.

The main reason for Sir Samp's arrival was that the officers of all levels of the city defense battalion received nearly a hundred orders at the same time! These orders were given either in the name of the military department or in the name of the cabinet, but more often than not, the direct intervention of the upper nobles of the empire.

Now, these orders are in the hands of Major General Jarves, but the major general, who has no background, clearly does not hold on for long.

Intuition tells Prince Sinda that what he should do now is to hurry back to the city defense battalion headquarters to control the situation.

"Your Highness..."

Count Stu obviously wanted to say something, but Prince Sinda was more anxious than him, and he glanced at the Imperial Chancellor of the Exchequer: "Regarding the matter of talks, I will think about it." ”

With that, he led Ser Samp towards the door... When he was halfway there, it seemed that something suddenly froze his body, and his eyes instantly fell on Sir Semp next to him.

Sir Semper's heart skipped a beat at the prince's gaze, and then the voice of the young ruler came: "Go and tell my princess, that she should take good care of the nobles in Lion Castle, and that no one can leave until I return." ”

The prince's words couldn't help but make Sir Semper stunned, and also shocked Earl Stu, who was not far away.

This time, Prince Sinda did not linger any longer, and after saying his last words, he walked away quickly. The stunned Sir Semp was a beat slower, but no slower than the Prince.

Soon, only Count Stu-Gara was left in the parlor.

The door of the parlor was opened generously by Sir Samp's push, or unintentionally, and the cool autumn breeze poured into the room at will, causing the fires on the surrounding walls to sway back and forth, and even blowing out the countless candles on the chandelier.

Count Stu-Gara walked smoothly on the new carpet that had been laid on the floor, and the crimson color of the carpet was hidden on his face through the surrounding firelight, making his whole body even more graceful and rich.

He was calm at the moment, as if nothing had happened now.

The meeting was brokered by him and strongly supported by Duke Eric. During this period, he has always been in charge of the preliminary talks with the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, and it stands to reason that he should be nervous at this time.

Yes, it stands to reason that Count Stu should be nervous.

But now he is unusually calm.

"It's still manual, after all!" muttered Count Stu.

As early as a few days ago, after Count Stu and the Chamber of Commerce allies had made plans for talks, other members of the Chamber of Commerce had warned him that someone would do something in this meeting.

But Count Stu didn't report the matter to the rest of the cabinet, let alone Prince Sinda, and he got it in his stomach!

Because he needed a chaotic situation, thirteen years ago, he could have brought a merchant to power with a chaotic war for the throne, and this time, he can!

So for Count Stu, this is not only a disaster, but also an opportunity.

An opportunity to prove the value of a merchant to the Empire.

...

At the same time, in the private estate of Outer O'Briton in Sook City, the high-ranking members of the Chamber of Commerce who were waiting for the results of the meeting waited for the news that the Marquis of O'Briton had been assassinated.

"I have to make them pay. O'Britton's son, Sir Fipert Bob, trembled with rage, and he roared in front of everyone: "Under the laws of the Empire, I have the right to wage war against the family that killed my father, and I will make their realm bleed!"

"You should calm down. Another head of the Bob family, O'Briton's younger brother, Viscount Dempto, frowned: "The empire declared a state of all-out war on the 20th of last month, and our rights have long been confiscated, if you dare to take more than ten heavily armed knights out of the manor, the empire can immediately execute you for 'treason'!"

"Bang Chang ..."

"Is that all!" Fipot kicked over the coffee table beside him, "That's my father, and your own brother, and if you watch his death and ignore it, the goddess will send you to hell." ”

"I wouldn't mind ranting with you if anger solves the problem. Viscount Dempto said coldly and sarcastically.

"You—" Fipert froze.

Viscount Dempto ignored his nephew and looked at the rest of the room, "What do you think?"

But everyone avoided his gaze, and no one answered his questions.

"You're just a bunch of cowards who just hide under your bed and cry. Sir Fipert stood up and said coldly, "I will deal with this in my own way." He looked at his uncle, "If you're still my uncle, don't stop me." ”

Sir Fipert went as he spoke, and by the time he had finished speaking, the man had already reached the door.

Viscount Dempto didn't stop it this time, because he knew that he couldn't stop it at all, and the moment the door closed, the two middle-aged noble businessmen in the room stood up at the same time, and they met Viscount Dempto's gaze and bowed slightly.

"I'm sorry. Both apologized at the same time, and then walked to the door as fast as they could. ()

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