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Charlotte immediately took a bite back and said, "What a water dungeon! What nonsense! Salik, you are slandering a noble princess!"

Salik sneered, "But I never knew of a noble princess who would spill foul-smelling sewage in her room!"

"You have to pay for your rude speech!"

Charlotte and Claire were instantly furious, and the two mages gathered their magical energy and condensed the fireball technique one after another. Not to be outdone, Salik drew his sword, and the knights of the Cecil nobles gathered in the corridor unsheathed their swords and glared at the knights of Erosa.

Archduke Lawrence pressed Charlotte down, and he fearlessly walked into the room and asked Count Cecil in a deep voice, "Grote Cecil, do you want to go to war with me?"

Count Cecil tugged at his collar, "Grand Duke, you're forcing me to go to war!"

He pointed to the sewage on the ground, "Please tell me, what would be the crime of attacking a nobleman's castle in Erosa to rob a death row prisoner?"

"None of this is conclusive!" Lawrence said in a low voice, "Is it possible that in Cecil Territory, a puddle of sewage can sentence a princess of a country to death?"

"I only want justice!Grand Duke!" cried out Count Cecil, "I am kind to you, and what is your reward? Prisoner robbery!?Your good daughter almost destroyed my castle!Is this the power of the King of the North?Or are you going to break your oath and go to war against the Empire!"

"Watch your words! Grote, you're trying to cause a serious diplomatic dispute!" said Lawrence.

"You are the one who caused the diplomatic dispute! Yes, you are powerful and noble! But that doesn't mean you can oppress me like this!" Count Cecil was aggressive, "I hope you understand that we are all vassals of Your Majesty!" Now, if you are still loyal to Your Majesty and the Empire, I hope you can give me an explanation!"

Grand Duke Lawrence looked back at Vivien Leigh, and he noticed that Vivien Leigh was pale. His beloved little daughter hesitated for a moment, biting her lower lip and moving slightly, but she was firmly held down by Charlotte.

He winked at Charlotte, turned back and asked quietly, "What do you want?"

Count Cecil grinned, "I would like to ask Her Royal Highness the Princess to stay in the castle to assist in the investigation, and also, compensate me for my priceless family treasure!"

"There's no family treasure at all, you shameless liar!" Fei Wenli couldn't hold back her words anymore.

Salik opened his mouth triumphantly, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth, "How can you be sure that there is no family treasure?

Count Cecil spread his hands towards Lawrence, "Your good daughter, Grand Duke. ”

"Of course Vivien Leigh knows that there is no family treasure! She slept in this bed last night, can Jia Bao still run into the room with long legs?" Charlotte pressed the pale Fei Wene Leigh and said sneeringly, "Do you want to convict a princess for this?"

"There is also the water prison sewage, His Royal Highness the Grand Duke. Count Cecil looked at Lawrence again, "Archduke, what is your answer?"

Lawrence glanced back at Vivien Leigh again, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then replied in a flat voice, "Your evidence is not enough, Count Cecil." I can't tolerate your slander against my daughter, it's an insult to Millennial Clayderman!"

Count Cecil shrugged his shoulders, "Then let's go to the imperial capital and let the Prince Regent comment!"

"I agree!"

Lawrence nodded, and he turned back to hold Vivien Leigh as he prepared to leave the room.

However, the noble knights from Cecil did not retreat, but instead held the hilt of their swords and surrounded the crowd.

Lawrence's face was gloomy, and he turned around, his low voice as intimidating as the low roar of a lion before attacking.

"What do you mean by that? Grote. ”

"Aren't you going to ask the Prince Regent to judge?" said Count Cecil, holding his chin in his hand, "Then I have to invite you to join me." ”

The implication is house arrest!

If Lawrence succumbs at this moment, Archduke Erosa will become a laughing stock in the eyes of the nobles!

The king of a country was escorted back to the imperial capital, and no one would take this powerful king of the north seriously in the future. But at this moment, the entire northern team is only more than fifty people together, and what they have to face is the full power of a powerful nobleman!

The atmosphere became tense, and everyone stared at Lawrence at the center of the whirlwind, waiting for the king of the north to answer.

Lawrence pressed the hilt of his sword, and he said in a deep voice, "What if I say no? Are you ready to order my arrest?"

He jerked around, held the hilt of his sword, ignored the surrounding knights, and walked out of the room.

"I'll see who dares to stop me today! Charlotte, Vivien Leigh, let's go!"

Hmmm――

As he moved, the knight of Cecil and the knight of Erosa drew their swords at the same time, and the two sides stared at each other fiercely, vowing to maintain the dignity of their own feudal lords.

Lawrence was not afraid of the other man's might at all, and he took what seemed to be a measured step towards Sylvia's door.

The lines of the two sides were getting closer and closer, and everyone was so nervous that they were almost speechless. Lawrence glared at the roadblocker in front of him with a lion-like look, and the momentum that erupted in an instant made the knight retreat in fright.

The defense line was broken, and Lawrence stopped in front of the broken line, and he snorted coldly.

"Hmph, Groot, when my father died in battle, and at the age of fifteen I had to gather my vassals to fight the barbarians, you were just a hairy little imp who was coquettish in the hands of a woman!

Count Cecil's face became extremely ugly, and he watched as Lawrence invited Sylvia out, and the two kings of the north led the team out of the castle without changing their faces.

And in the process, not only did his subordinates not dare to stop him at all, but even he was humiliated to realize that in his own territory, he didn't dare to order to stop this lion from the north!

The people of the north walked out of the castle in full view of everyone, and the maids who served the ladies even dared to pack their bags slowly. Count Cecil, who watched all this in silence, could no longer maintain that perfect demeanor, and his fat face was swollen red!

"Lawrence—I'm at odds with you!"

He jerked his sword from Salik's waist and slashed at the furniture in the room like a madman. The original fluffy velvet sheets were chopped to shreds by him, and the white goose feathers were scattered all over the sky!

This day was nothing short of a disaster for Count Cecil! he realized that when the news came out, he would really become a laughing stock among the nobles!

At this moment, his butler trembled and handed over a letter. Count Cecil angrily threw the poor butler to the ground, rode on top of him, and slapped him with a bow left and right!

"My lord, my lord, I beg you to spare your life!" the butler made a miserable voice, and he pointed to the fallen envelope on the ground, "I—I just want to send you a reply from the Prince!

The red-eyed Count Cecil stopped, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, and picked up the envelope as he gasped like a cow.

When he opened the envelope and looked at it, his originally gloomy expression suddenly became extremely crazy!

"Contact the Dark Brotherhood with me!" he commanded Salik viciously, "just say I have a big deal to hand over to them!"