Previously, in the mercenary union, through deliberations, Dubolan's status as the city lord was finalized. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Outside of the Mercenary Guild, Adonis and his party set up a temporary platform, hoping to determine the identity of Duboran's city lord, and the people in Taiyan City were all gathered here, including commoners, nobles, knights, and some coalition troops from the outer city.

However, the process of electing Dubran was not as smooth as Adonis had imagined.

There were some details that went unnoticed by them, and the election at this time had become the beginning of the struggle between the commoners and the nobility.

Most of those who volunteered to support Dubran were commoners and war-fighting professionals, while many of the nobles in Taiyan City were opposed.

The Astaire kingdom has a provision in the Holy Calendar that states that the family of the lord may appoint an heir, and in the event of an accident, the eldest son should be allowed to succeed the lord. Of course, the original intention of this rule was to ensure the control of the royal family over other towns, and controlling a family is equivalent to controlling a city.

The reason why Dubran aroused the hostility of the aristocratic class was related to some local ideas.

The Dubolan family is a medium-sized family in Taiyan City, and they have been knights of Taiyan City for generations, from low-level squires to high-level knight cadres, where there are knights, there is a figure of this family.

The position of knight gave the family fame and glory, but it also deeply constrained its development.

But the bloodline determines the status, and under this premise, the ability can determine the achievement.

Before the Necromantic Attack on Taeam City, the political situation had always been clear, after all, status was determined by bloodline.

No matter how good a knight is, he can only be the best knight, not even the worst city lord.

As a result, the lower classes of the city were exploited by the aristocracy, the blacksmith would blow his beard and stare at the noble young masters, the fisherman would sigh alone because of the rising boat hire, and the workers would endure the scorching sun and contribute their labor for only a meager salary.

Civilians who wanted to break this life constantly chose silence, and the occasional resistance was also the result of being suppressed.

The knightly class was sandwiched between the commoners and the nobility, the commoners feared the knights, and the nobles feared the knights.

The Warren family, as a family of city lords, absolutely does not want the position of city lord to be occupied by knights, let alone Du Bolan, who has the prestige of everyone.

"The paperwork sent to the country of Astaire has not yet been fruited, how funny is it that you bunch of mercenaries and the alliance forces of the outer city have nominated a knight to become the lord of the new city?"

Dressed in sumptuous costumes, Jie Warren was surrounded by other nobles and spoke contemptuously to Adonis on the high platform.

"I heard that Mr. Jim Warren almost peed his pants when the Necronomicon first attacked the city?"

In the crowd, a voice suddenly came out that was not salty or light, and suddenly, all the civilians were secretly laughing.

This sentence not only satirizes Jie Warren's cowardice, but also points out the ugliness of the nobles of Taiam City who hide behind the professionals and tremble.

The nobles and commoners remained at a stalemate, but an old, majestic voice broke the tide.

"The rebuilding of Taiyan City is imminent, and the documents of the Astaire royal family have not yet been delivered, and no one can take advantage of the chaos to seize the position of city lord."

"Moreover, there is a clear provision in the "Sacred Calendar Code" that I have participated in the clerical work of Taiyan City for more than 20 years, and I have never heard of such a ridiculous thing as a knight sitting on the position of city lord!"

"Dubraan, if you still have a knight's conscience, please support Mr. Ji Warren to become the Lord of the New Town."

"Not to be in the same league as outsiders is what an honest knight should do."

Behind Jie Warren stepped out an old man in fine clothes and said to Duborland on the high platform.

He was a scholar who was engaged in clerical work in the main palace and had a great prestige in the hearts of the people, and he was a nobleman of great prestige.

His name is Pula, and he is a civil official with a lot of voice in Taiyan City.

A while ago, the tax reduction and exemption of Taiyan City was the result of this old man's hard work, which greatly eased the contradiction between commoners and nobles, and both commoners and nobles had great respect for this respected old man.

For a while, the people, who had made serious protests against the nobles, also became a little hesitant.

"Yes, yes! That's right! That's it! As Master Pla said, Dubolan did not have the qualifications to become the lord of the city. ”

"And, Dubraan! He had been guilty of helping outsiders infiltrate the patrol, and his character and purpose were worth considering! ”

Jie Warren breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Pula gratefully, and shouted calmly.

Behind him, the voices of support from fellow nobles were heard, and for a moment they overpowered the voices of commoners.

"There are still crimes, no wonder I heard that..."

"It turns out that the accident of that day refers to Dubolan of the Cavaliers..."

"No, he's a member of the Necromancy..."

"Should I let him be the lord of the castle?"

After hearing that Ji Warren exposed Dubran's crimes, the hearts of the civilians were shocked, and they immediately discussed that although Dubran had made a lot of contributions to the counterattack of Taiyan City, what if he had bad intentions and returned with the necromancer.

The unwavering support of Dubran was shaken, and this was exactly what the nobles wanted.

"Everyone, be quiet! These are all things that have no evidence! Everyone... ”

"Then what evidence do you have to prove that Du Bolan really wanted to save Taiyan City, and not to seize power himself?!"

Adonis and his party were anxious to defend themselves, but in the face of people's sharp questions, they were also speechless for a while, and they could only watch as the initiative of public opinion was gradually taken away by the nobles.

"Sober up, y'all!"

"The necromancy has not been completely defeated! Taiam Castle is still in danger! ”

"Isn't it the stupidest thing to argue about the ownership of the city lord's position here, don't you have a little shame?!"

"Taiam Castle! It needs to be saved now! ”

On the high platform, Dubran said angrily.

He was very sad, very incomprehensible, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed at all.

I don't know how many knights and mages died in battles with the necromancy in exchange for this brief period of peace, but these nobles still play tricks of power and guard the rotten system.

How filthy, how filthy, and how foolish.

In the face of Dubolan's outburst, Adonis and his party smiled wryly, the noisy voice quieted down, and the civilians looked at Dubolan with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Dubran wanted to reveal his inner voice, but this is precisely what many people do not understand.

"Sure enough! You're the necromancy's accomplice! ”

"Are you in a hurry to seize power! Let's show the fox's tail! You necromantic collaborator! ”

"You have tarnished the identity of a knight! Darn! Walk me down! Walk down! ”

"Necromantic comrades! Walk down! Walk down! ”

"It's better to have Ji Warren as the lord of the city!"

"That's right! Let Ji Warren be the lord of the city! ”

The civilians roared in anger as Dubran looked at him in bewilderment.

"I...

Dubran gritted his teeth, and for a moment he was speechless, and reluctantly looked at the smug look of Jie Warren in the crowd, he now regretted the roar he had just made, it was too impulsive.

At this time, not only the nobles, but also the commoners who had supported him had defected, and there was a noisy shouting and scolding under the high platform, and the Adonis and his party were pale in their defense.

"Thank you Pura for your help."

In the midst of the noisy crowd, Jie Warren respectfully saluted the old man next to him and expressed his heartfelt gratitude. Originally, with his efforts and prestige, the position of city lord was unfatal, but with the help of this old man, the balance of victory suddenly tilted to his side.

"The position of the city lord can only be filled by the bloodline, I just abide by the Holy Calendar Code, and my lord doesn't need to thank me."

Prala said with a blank expression, much to the embarrassment of Ji Warren.

"I hope you'll guide me when I succeed my father."

Jie Warren took a deep breath and said to Pra earnestly.

"Naturally."

Pura looked at Ji Warren and said very formally, after all, that was his responsibility.

At this moment, an unexpected voice appeared, coming from the door of the mercenary union, clearly echoing in everyone's ears: "Ignorant people, cowardly and incompetent nobles, it seems that it is not inconceivable that a huge Taiyan City has been destroyed by necromancers. ”

Everyone suddenly fell silent, looked at the person with shocked eyes, and the man paused, and continued: "Forget it if you are stupid and stupid, and wake me up from taking a nap?" ”

Leo had changed into brand new casual clothes, and many people didn't recognize him.

"Who are you, you're a piece of, what are you talking nonsense here, believe it or not, I'm a hammer..."

"Where did you come from, I haven't seen you at all, this is the city lord election!"

"Mere pariahs, get out of here!"

"This man is crazy, ignore him..."

Leo frowned, glanced at Du Bolan, who was stunned on the high platform, sighed, and then said coldly: "Give me a little quiet." ”

The invisible pressure spread around him, and for a moment, the commoners and nobles who did not have any magical protection were like chickens choked by the neck, staring in horror, and found that they were too frightened to speak.

The weak-willed civilians sat down on the ground, and Ji Warren fell to his knees, shivering, and the old man, Pula, couldn't stop shaking, barely standing with the support of others.

At this time, everyone had such a question in their hearts.

Who is this man?