This chaotic night is over. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was nothing to say all night, and when Charlotte and Claire explained the news of the previous night to the three dukes in the early morning of the next day, except for Sylvia, Lawrence and Herbert all showed solemn expressions.

Herbert said to Lawrence, "Look, what I said! The situation in the Imperial Capital is far more complicated than we thought! We must join forces to fight them, and fighting separately will only put us in a passive situation!"

Lawrence glanced at Sylvia, carefully considered his tone and said, "I know, we're already allies, aren't we? Although Her Highness Sylvia doesn't want to take the initiative to participate in the war, her goals are obviously the same as ours in this matter!"

After he finished speaking, he asked Sylvia with an expectant and cautious expression, "Am I right?"

Sylvia stared at Lawrence expressionlessly for a long time, until she saw that the latter was furious, and then nodded slightly.

"Very good!" Herbert was not satisfied with this answer, but the result finally barely reached his psychological bottom line, so he nodded, "This makes me feel much more relieved." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Nell, who was standing silently, and asked, "By the way, where is Brent, where has he gone?"

Nell shook her head, and Charlotte, who stayed on the sidelines, couldn't help but laugh. Even Claire, who was usually cold, had a smile on her face.

"What do you know? my good nephew!" Herbert couldn't help but ask, looking at Charlotte, who was hunched over her shoulders.

Charlotte couldn't help but hold her belly and laugh anymore, "Hahaha...... Hug, sorry, my good uncle, maybe Brent is in a financial turmoil and is now in prison! If you don't mind, I can find a way to get him out. ”

"No need!!" At this moment, Brent's voice was secretly annoyed outside the porch, "I can't use some culprit to save people in the Ecstasy Cave!"

Brent walked into the courtyard with his chest crossed, and looked at Charlotte with a smirk, and he pouted at Charlotte in the direction of Mrs. Rebecca.

Charlotte suddenly felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, the next moment came the angry voice of Lady Rebecca.

She pinched Charlotte's ears and muttered angrily, "Ecstasy Cave!?Charlotte, you are really getting more and more capable! If you just look for a noble lady, when will you fall to the point of looking for a dusty woman!?"

Charlotte screamed at him, and he noticed that it wasn't just Rebecca, his sister Vivien Leigh was glaring at him with that disdain, and his sister Sylvia, her icy lake-like eyes seemed to freeze everything!

"Listen to me! It's not what you think! I'm wronged!" Charlotte had to give Brent a thumbs up, "Well done! Brent, wait, how did you get out of the night of enchantment!?"

"I naturally have my own way. Brent shrugged, "Ah, yes. By the way, if we don't set off again, probably some shopkeeper will come to the door and ask for compensation. In order to get out, I had to tell the truth, I told the shopkeeper that some great nobleman from the north had made a mess of this place!

"I'm convinced!" Charlotte bowed.

At this moment, in the study of a tall and luxurious mansion in the beautiful water capital of Saint-Keller, the Count of Cecil was humbly standing in front of a middle-aged man.

A young man stood aside, rummaging through the various books on the shelves. But it seems, he didn't find a reading that would satisfy him.

"That's how it happened, Your Highness. Count Cecil said humbly.

The short-bearded and majestic middle-aged man in a rich gold-rimmed robe, sitting at a desk, was none other than Prince Mesfield, the famous regent of the Empire.

Upon hearing Count Cecil's report, he nodded his head and lit the jade pipe inlaid with gold ornaments, knocked it slightly, and then swallowed the clouds with pleasure.

After a long time, he asked slowly, "It seems that we still underestimate the power of the Northern Twin Kings, the rumors are true, Lawrence and that Icewind Castle second seat do have legendary-level strength." ”

Count Cecil breathed a sigh of relief, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Do you still think that the Northern Kings can't be co-opted by us?" asked Mesfield solemnly.

"Of course!" Count Cecil said cautiously, "I think Lawrence is a fool, and Archduke Sylvia is clearly a complete puppet, and she can't even think of rebelling against the Council of the Inner Ring of Icewind. ”

"Foolish?" Messfield sneered, "You think that powerful king of the North is a foolish fool?" I don't think so, I think he should have some bad intentions that he shouldn't have." ”

"You're right!

The Earl of Cecil certainly knew how strong Lawrence was, and he could certainly sense Lawrence's ambition. But as a subordinate, it's not a good thing to think about everything.

It is also a wise choice to show your mistakes appropriately so that the lord can show his charm.

"If I'm not mistaken, I remember that the spies reported that the Northern Kings had arrived in the imperial capital, right?" asked the young man in Chinese costumes, who had been reading books with no interest, and he turned around, and his eyebrows were three points similar to Elbert's.

It's just that compared with Elbert, he is less calm, but more frivolous. The whole person looks like a cream boy who mixes in the night scene, full of frivolous temperament, this kind of appearance may be very popular with girls, but it is difficult to have a majestic momentum.

That was Walter, the third prince, the heir to the empire that Masfeld had so much support.

"Yes, Prince, no! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Count Cecil bowed his head and said respectfully, "In addition, the Grand Duke of Roxant is also with the two kings of the North. In addition, Archduke Hotson and Archduke Ullapool also arrived in the imperial capital a few days ago. ”

Walter, the third prince, touched his green chin and smiled with interest, "I heard that the famous Silver Dragon Princess is a charming beauty, so, are the rumors true?"

"This ......"

The Earl of Cecil was about to answer when he heard Prince Mesfield reprimanding him dissatisfiedly.

"Walter, now is not the time to care about this!"

His rebuke was obviously very effective for the third prince, and Walter, although dissatisfied, closed his mouth helplessly.

Maesfield continued, "Is it true that you said that Vivien Leigh saved the Kingkiller?"

At the mention of this, Count Cecil was immediately indignant, and he raised his index finger and cursed, "I can swear to God, what I say is true! But I swear that there is absolutely no personal emotion in my advice to you, and I do not think that Lawrence will be co-opted by you, he is our enemy!"

"That's enough!" said Mesfield, "I don't doubt you, but this could be an excuse for me to strike at the Kings of the North!"

He stood up and looked out at the sky with heavy clouds.

"The storm is coming! The Seven Kings are about to gather in the imperial capital. If we want to achieve our goal of preventing the Seven Kings from joining forces against my authority, we must strike at one of them. ”

He turned his head and smiled on his majestic face, "And apparently, Lawrence's stupid daughter has made a good excuse for us!"

In the study, Count Cecil smiled knowingly.