"Bang!"

The middle-aged man unceremoniously slammed open the door of a gorgeous room, and in the surprised eyes of the fat steward inside, he walked forward quickly, and threw the sheepskin scroll that Anthony threw at him on the table in front of the fat steward with a "snap".

After the fat steward saw the appearance of the person who came, he was furious: "Dog minion, is it against you?" Dare to be wild in front of your lord and me? ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "My esteemed steward, steward, please see what is on the table first, and then decide whether to shake your majesty." ”

Seeing that his subordinates, who are usually submissive to him, behaved very abnormally today, the fat steward was shocked in his heart, and lowered his head and picked up the scroll on the table according to his words.

"It's ......"

As soon as he glanced at it, the fat steward was so shocked that the whole person jumped up.

"You read that right, this is a contract document for the fief we are in, and it is also a certificate for our Fontaine family to transfer it to the Hilton family."

The middle-aged man's voice was so cold that it made people tremble.

"Then why ......"

"Because of that brilliant idea of yours, you want to give the person who came to hand over by Hilton a dismissal, so as to save a little face for the family, so as to ask the Marquis for credit." The middle-aged man interrupted his boss's question in a cold voice.

"But you didn't expect the Hilton family to come from someone. It's Anthony! Is that the supreme genius and peerless demon Anthony? Bruce! These deeds are the ones he threw back to you. Dear Steward, can you catch this trick from Anthony? ”

The middle-aged man relayed Anthony's words to the fat steward word for word, and then folded his arms and looked at him with slanted eyes, like looking at a dead man.

The fat steward no longer had the heart to care about the rude offense of his subordinates, and a bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead almost instantly, densely connected together, flowing down his dead face.

If Hilton were to change someone, even if he was dissatisfied with the fat steward's actions, at most he would scold a few words, and he would never affect the overall situation of war and peace between the two families for this trivial matter.

And the fat steward was able to get the above praise with this move, which can be described as a shrewd abacus.

But alas, it was Anthony who came.

Will this genius boy who almost single-handedly dominated the entire battle and cornered the Fontaine family restart the battle because of such a trivial matter? Can it take on the enormous responsibility for provoking the war?

The fat steward himself felt that this question was too idiotic to answer.

Who else in Edinburgh doesn't know that the Fontaine family is losing this time. If it weren't for the Grand Duke's mediation in accordance with the underlying rules of the struggle between nobles, how could the Hilton family not take the opportunity to kill them all.

The so-called reconciliation agreement is just a nice sound, but it is actually a peace treaty to appease the unwilling Hilton family.

It would not have been a big deal to make small moves on the fiefdom handover, but I didn't expect that it was this terrifying teenager who came. A little disrespect, if he grabbed it, it was said that the Fontaine family did not keep its promise and refused to hand over the fief. The consequences ......

It's hard to say what will happen to the Fontaine family, but the fat steward is sure that his fate will be absolutely miserable. Moreover, I am afraid that it will also affect my family.

Probably feeling that standing in this place was also dangerous, the middle-aged man turned around and walked out.

When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly stopped, and without looking back, he said, "My esteemed steward, now is not the time to regret it in a daze. Hilton's cavalry didn't come in a hurry, and they didn't need a long rest. If you can't get there in time, I don't need to talk about the consequences. ”

"Also, if you have some other 'arrangement' in the first place, it's best to clean it up quickly. The boy made it very clear, as long as there was a little bit of dissatisfaction with him, hehe. ”

"I'm starting to sympathize with your family now."

……

Before the knights of Hilton had finished their first ration, the fat steward hurried over with someone.

From afar, the fat steward stretched out his hands, and his round face was full of smiles:

"I didn't expect it to be the Hilton family who personally led the team to come, and there was a loss of welcome, a loss of welcome! Mr. Anthony's name, even if he is far away from the city of Edinburgh, is like thunder, and he has heard of it for a long time. ”

Anthony sat quietly and watched quietly, without speaking or moving.

The fat butler put down his hand in embarrassment, and sweat began to break out on his forehead again.

Long.

"You're the steward here? You are also responsible for the handover of the Fontaine family? Anthony asked indifferently.

"Yes."

The fat steward hung his hands at his side and bent slightly, as respectful as he did to his master.

"This chic 'welcome ceremony' was also arranged by you?"

The fat steward was startled and quickly raised his head. Just about to subconsciously open his mouth to deny, his eyes suddenly came into contact with the young man's calm and waveless eyes, and there was a cold war in his heart, and he replied by mistake:

"Yes."

"Good." Anthony clapped his hands and stood up.

Without saying a word, the knights scattered around stood up together.

The corner of the fat steward's eyes twitched unconsciously, and he secretly rejoiced.

From this small detail, you can see the prestige and appeal of the teenager in the Hilton family. He was now sure that if he hadn't come to admit his mistake, or if he had been a step too late, the terrible boy would have turned around and left.

Then, it was the beginning of the Fontaine family and his disaster.

But the matter is not over yet, as long as the handover ceremony is not officially completed, the fat steward is like a big rooster stuck in the neck, and he may usher in a sharp blade at any time.

Seeing that Anthony seemed to accept his mistake, the fat butler hurriedly stepped forward, holding the sheepskin scrolls in both hands.

"Mr. Anthony, your instrument of contract."

Anthony waved his hand: "The contract paperwork, put it with you first." When the formalities are completed, return them to me. ”

The fat butler's fat face immediately wrinkled into a bitter gourd. But the situation is stronger than people, where does he dare to say a "no".

Anthony ignored him, walked straight past him, and walked to the back to come with the fat steward, a tall middle-aged man dressed like the two departed men on guard.

The fat steward immediately introduced on the side: "This is the village chief who has left the village." ”

The tall middle-aged man bowed slightly, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant: "I have seen Mr. Anthony." ”

Anthony asked, "Does the village chief know the purpose of our group?" ”

The village chief said, "I heard from the steward. The land of the Sunset Mountains from the village will be handed over by the Fontaine family to the Hilton family. The adults should have come to receive the fiefdom. ”

Before, I saw from a distance the fat steward who was like a soil emperor in the village, and he was extremely flattering to this young man, and the village chief thought that he was a gentleman of a noble family.

When the young man stood in front of him, he suddenly felt the terrifying power emanating from the other party.

As high as a mountain, like the abyss of the sea.

This is by no means an embroidered pillow that does not learn and does not know how to climb to a high position by relying on family relationships.

The village chief secretly made a judgment in his heart.

But for the people who leave the village, for the people who leave the tribe, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Anthony nodded slightly: "What are the village chief's views and opinions on this matter?" ”

The village chief and the fat steward who was smiling on the side were stunned.

After the handover was completed, the Hiltons were the rightful owners of the land. The Lizu people who were born and grew up in Sri Lanka are just passers-by who live here temporarily. Any comments can you have? What do you think?

The fat butler didn't dare to say much, he had already frightened Anthony's thunderbolt methods.

The village chief pondered for a moment, thinking quickly about the deep meaning of the young man's words.

"If you go back to your lordship, you have no opinion on leaving the clan, just follow the original Fontaine family's model."

After glancing at the fat steward, the village chief gritted his teeth and decided to fight for it.

"If only I could increase the pay for my people's work a little more, and ......"

Suddenly, a powerful arrow shot out from the dense forest, pointing straight at the young man with his back to the village chief.