What should I do?, Ramsay mused.

Charlotte had just said that she hoped that he would offer not only loyalty, but also experience and wisdom, so a casual answer was meaningless.

But from Ramsay's own point of view, he certainly didn't think there was any point in wooing Jacob. No, it doesn't even make sense to help Claire defeat Malthus. Now that the master he served was legendary, he could no longer afford to risk war with Malthus in the Far North.

But this answer was useless, because Charlotte was worried about whether to accept Jacob, and he didn't think about running away without a fight in the first place.

Ramsey can be described as a freak of loyalty and selfish desires.

Although he is equally loyal to Lu Sien, he adheres to the idea that no matter what Lu Sien chooses, he is willing to give all support. Whether he wins or loses, what he desires is not the result, but the process. For this traveler, the scenery along the way is far more than the destination.

In fact, if he is not as loyal to Rusin as Abraham, he is not Abraham's foolish character who is both a father and a mother. But it was precisely because he was not foolish and loyal, and had in his heart that he seemed more loyal on the surface, because he was not stupid and loyal, and had the idea that it would be fine anyway, Your Majesty, please let me see a different landscape.

This is also the reason why he chose to support Charlotte, who clearly intends to give up the throne of time and space, rather than choose Evan, who inherits everything. Quite simply, even if he didn't think Charlotte would succeed, his loyalty to Lusin and his desire for the unknown made him decide to support Charlotte, who was also the heir, but gave up his inheritance. Because he can satisfy Ramsay's heart's desire and let Ramsay see the unknown scenery in a different road.

It is precisely because he understands his own selfish desires that Ramsay has always adopted a non-recommended attitude, just being a general who obeys orders, so as not to bring disaster to Charlotte with his selfish desires. But now Charlotte needed his wisdom, and the code of conduct he had set for himself—doing everything as he was told—naturally made him unable to perfunctory, so that, after assessing the impact of the two options on victory and the odds of defeat, Ramsey made his own proposal without much consideration of the consequences of defeat.

"Take Jacob, we need victory, don't we?" Ramsey longs for a different landscape, and in this respect, he is a naked adventurer.

He looked at Charlotte, who frowned and fiddled with the Destiny Coin in his hand. But soon, his brow furrowed.

"How, brother, plus Ramsey, the vote now is for me and Master Greid, and you and Verlit are against it. Decide on a plan of action based on the principle of the minority obeying the majority, so you have no opinion, right?"

Wellett frowned at Claire and sighed slightly in agreement. As far as Willett was concerned, she and Charlotte didn't have any communication at all, and if she really had to talk about it, there was still a slight grudge, and she certainly didn't care how much risk it would bring to the newborn Secret Rite.

The reason why she disagrees is simply to leave Claire with a way out. Because if she chooses not to accept Jacob, although the odds of victory are extremely low, at least Claire still has a chance to retreat to Icewind Castle without a mole and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback. But once he chooses to accept Jacob, he will have to fight hard, because if Claire backs down, Jacob will definitely rebel and expose Claire's whereabouts. At that time, once the retreat is broken, it will be a situation of victory or death.

Claire was silent for a while, sighing, "You know what I'm worried about. Of course, I'm okay with this adventure if I'm selfish, but I just don't want you to bury your newborn Secret Rite in the Far North for me. ”

Charlotte looked at Vivian and Lolita, who were sitting on the left and right, and patted them lightly on the shoulder, "They always have to grow......" He pretended to smile easily, "You woke me up and let me get back the heart of a fool I once was, why did I become a mother-in-law again?"

"You know it's different, I want to win, but I can't let my brother risk his life for my selfish desires. ”

"Then you were still full of enthusiasm to encourage me to break through the legend?" Charlotte joked, and then said solemnly, "Claire, I've finally figured this out lately. Sister Sylvia was right when she said that as a seeker of truth, you must remain a brave and sincere fool, and my poor father was right. As a leader, you must make your heart as hard as sun-dried wood, and your intellect as spotless as a polished mirror. You've woken me up and brought me back to the heart of a fool, but that doesn't mean I've learned everything wrong in the past two years. I realized that the key was to find the right balance. ”

He stood up, walked through the crowd to Claire, patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you are afraid of sacrifice, victory will never come! It was you who gave me hope and made me realize that I would not allow you to overthrow Malthus and sustain you on the throne with the least loss. You think I'm just for you? Don't think too highly of me, I'm not that kind. This battle is not only a tempering of the nascent Secret Rite, but from a political point of view, it is also the most beneficial situation for you to sit on the throne of the Soul Seat as far as the Secret Ritual and the Ice Wind Castle are concerned!"

Claire looked at Charlotte for a long time before she said, "Can't you just explain it in a slick way? ”

"It's cruel, but that's the leader's responsibility!" Charlotte held out her hand to Claire, "This time, it's your turn as the leader to lead us to victory." ”

Claire grabbed her outstretched hand and jumped up from the ground, and the two hugged and patted each other on the shoulder.

"Trust me! I will lead you to victory!"

The roles are reversed, and when Claire says this, she feels the heavy pressure on her shoulders.

They had made the decision to blow the horn of a counterattack in the icy lands of the far north, and challenge Malthus, who controlled the Seat of Souls, with a mere few hundred men.

A few days later, outside the Abomination Lands of Simon's headquarters. This is different from the vast glacial environment of the Far North, which has been transformed by the power of magic into a long, barren land covered with a green fungus blanket.

"Bastard, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you swindlers who deserve to go into the endless abyss, scoundrels who always think about your own interests!

It looked like a moving black demon armor, with a hideous shape, and only the parts of the eyes under the armor were bubbling with blue soul fire. A nightmare snorted behind it, and as if sensing its owner's intentions, it growled in a low voice at Charlotte.

Charlotte stopped the glaring Mystic Rite behind her, ignored the threats, and said with an aristocratic smile, "Don't do that, friend. You've always said you'd be on board, and we're like-minded now, aren't we?"

"Let me be like-minded companions when I go to my death!" Jacob almost tilted his nose in anger, it was the first time he had seen a bastard who was even more shameless than himself.