The matter of Blackwater Fjord, after the alliance noble volunteers went out, completely became the focus of the alliance nobles' house, and every battle report and every victory was enough to make those small nobles who did not go out with the army cheer. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Marquis Famas, who was so sorry for his name as a marquis, was pressed to the ground by the aristocratic volunteers led by Clarke, and saw that the defense line on the periphery of Blackwater City was about to be completely penetrated, and all the minor nobles in the House of Nobles believed that the tyrannical ruler would soon be hung up on the lamppole of democracy.

Well, now in the propaganda caliber within the Alliance, the Marquis of Falmars is a fool who likes to cut off the heads of his captives, and he is simply useless except for tyranny.

However, at this time, the ambassador of the French Empire submitted a letter of protest to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the League, severely condemning the evil acts of the League nobles led by Viscount Clark in killing and killing in the city-states of Blackwater Fjord and violating the sovereignty of other countries, and demanding that the Alliance immediately send someone to recall these noble alliances.

The letter of protest was harshly worded, the channels were regular, and the background was tough - the north-western French cluster had begun to assemble in the south of the city-state of the Blackwater Fjord.

But who in the Coalition will really bird this protest book?

The minor nobles are still full of righteous indignation, eager to rub the evil, dictatorial, and tyrannical French Empire regime in the mouth of Viscount Brian on the ground, and the big nobles are eager to let the alliance of the minor nobles be crushed by the cluster in the north of France.

After reading this protest letter, the huge bureaucratic system of the alliance gave full play to the characteristics of grinding foreign workers, and after reading it, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs directly said, "It is not within the responsibility of this department, we need to coordinate between the functional departments within the alliance, you may need to wait for a while, if there is a result, we will inform your country as soon as possible." ”

The period of time in the bureaucracy is basically "forever waiting", and the perfunctory attitude does not even bother to hide it.

The French diplomat wanted to scold his mother at this moment, although he basically had this attitude when he worked in the domestic bureaucracy before, but the same method was used on his own body, obviously it was not the same thing, but as a qualified diplomat, he still held his temper and asked: "We may not be able to wait that long, our northern cluster has begun to assemble, and war is about to break out......"

"If Your Excellency is really in a hurry, you can go to the Allied Military Department, Marshal Wendthor is now the general person in charge of the dispatch of the Allied Army, and when it comes to military issues, Your Excellency can report to him. "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs kicked the ball to the military headquarters and did not want to give any superfluous explanations.

So this diplomat of the French Empire could only endure his temper and came to the headquarters of the Confederate army.

"They were a coalition army formed in the name of a private person, not in the name of the allied nobility, not even in the name of the League. Marshal Wendsol shrugged his shoulders and showed a helpless expression, "The jurisdiction of the Allied Military Department is limited to the many border legions, the Dimensional Conquest Corps, the Abyss Suppression Legion and the Dimensional Battlefield Corps directly under the St. Rhine Alliance, as well as the military intelligence departments, logistics support departments, and military trial agencies, and even the private armies of the Allied royal family and the major principalities have no right to restrict even the slightest, let alone the effective jurisdiction of the coalition composed of these minor nobles, so we have no reason or authority to intervene in this matter." ”

The French diplomats are still very professional, after all, everyone is out of the same system, and the French bureaucracy is not much different from that of the Saint-Rhine League, so he asked very calmly: "Then where should this letter of protest go?"

"The League House of Nobles, now only the League House of Lords can forcibly recall these minor nobles according to the relevant laws of the Alliance. Marshal Windsor spread his hands and sent the guests off.

When this dedicated and professional diplomat came to the House of Nobles, the House of Lords was in session, and a group of little nobles sat in their respective positions with blushing faces and thick necks, looking at Viscount Brian on the stage spitting, just looking at this posture, and then feeling the atmosphere, I didn't know that I thought I had come to the gladiatorial arena, and the next game was a warrior with twenty consecutive victories against a fierce monster.

The aristocratic ladies shouted hoarsely, and almost ripped off their underwear.

The diplomat was a nineteenth-level senior mage, and his eyesight was still very good, so he could clearly see that Viscount Brian was holding a document in his hand, and the name of the document was very long-"Report on the Investigation of the Affirmative Action of the Lower Nobles of Blackwater Fjord", signed by the Baron Albert, who was almost assassinated a while ago.

Earl Scott, who received him, looked at the protest book in his hand, pointed to the atmosphere in the conference room, and showed a helpless smile: "The League is a democratic country, we respect the right of every nobleman to speak, even the Grand Duke has no way to settle so many excited little nobles in the parliament at one time. ”

The diplomat's face was very ugly, and from the noisy remarks in this conference room, the word he heard the most was "expand the war, bring your own dry rations, and contribute your own strength to the legitimate rights and interests of the little nobles in the Blackwater Fjord." ”

"The Blackwater Fjords are a vassal of our French Empire. The diplomat's face was gloomy, "If the Marquis of Famas, or his immediate family, asks for help in suppressing the rebellion, the northern cluster of the empire will not sit idly by." ”

Earl Scott smiled: "These are the private actions of the minor nobles, and they have nothing to do with the alliance. ”

At this time, we must quickly clear up the relationship, how can we do it if we don't fight, the big nobles are still waiting for these small nobles to rush up to be cannon fodder, in the information that Earl Scott obtained, Marquis Kosh left the imperial capital overnight last night and went to the south through the teleportation array.

Not to mention anything else, as far as the strength of the cluster in the north-west of France is concerned, there is no way to face the elite army led by Kosh after recovering the Blackwater Fjord, and the southern border of the alliance will not be harmed by the slightest bit, not to mention that His Highness Chamberlain, or the entire alliance, still has a backhand.

"I see. The French diplomat nodded gloomily, "I will pass on the situation here back to the Empire." ”

After saying that, without waiting for Earl Scott to say anything, he turned around and left, the latter looked at his back, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, but his face was full of longing for war-

Fight! Fight!