From the beginning, Morton had no intention of directly involving his daughter in the intrigue. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In fact, if Carlil hadn't escaped in the first place, it is estimated that Morton would have planned to hide his daughter directly in Bethel first, just know a little about these things, and there is no need to tell her too much.

There is no way, the stakes are high, sloppy must not be sloppy, and the fewer people who know, the better.

But things didn't turn out the way Morton thought, at least the script changed far beyond Moulton's plan. Fortunately, Kahlil returned with two unexpected and powerful boosts, which suddenly made Morton laugh happily in his dreams.

Even if he doesn't make too much effort, with the help of the Assassin League and the Church of Light, the whole thing will be much easier, and his daughter is a connecting hub, and when Morton is thinking about problems as a nobleman, he naturally puts his daughter in the position of a person in the plan, and begins to seriously consider how to deal with Karil's affairs on some serious issues.

Of course, when he is at home, his fatherhood will never change, no matter what his daughter does.

If something happens to his own daughter in the end, then there is suddenly little point in trying to protect Scarloa.

However, Morton miscalculated, he didn't expect Carlil's inexplicable appeal to be so huge, and he couldn't understand why the League of Assassins and the Church of Light could help him like this, and even the Pope personally sent a letter to spread the news of Sunderland, and he couldn't understand what kind of virtue and power Caryl had......

But this is a good thing after all, and Morton didn't figure it out in the end, so he neatly put these small details aside, and there are still many important things to do on his own.

And as soon as last night passed, one of the greatest turning points in his plan had already settled, and this satisfactory result made Morton look at Karyl with admiration in his eyes.

He had always been worried that if Kezia really did it, his guards would not have time to kill to protect the nobles, and if Kezia did kill them, Skaloa would almost be done with the game.

The help of this group of people is so reassuring......

Morton happily picked up the already cold tea and took a sip of himself before Carlil could speak.

"Okay......" Kahlil frowned for a long time, and couldn't find any way to deal with her father, at least nodded helplessly: "Then you should tell me now, how many of us are there?" ”

This is one of the issues she is most concerned about at present, which is directly related to whether she can drink tea, take a bath and bask in the sun in the future.

"A third of the nobles in power are our men, both openly and secretly," Morton replied confidently, "and we will be able to essentially take over the operations of Scarloa within a month and maintain basic stability, and ...... Skaloa will be in a state of war readiness within a week, and the deceased king or something, these things will also be put on hold for the time being, and all the forces will be forced to face the foreign enemy together. ”

That sounds good......

"I always thought we were Andris and Bethel," Carlil pouted, "and there are so few people in these two families." ”

"Less? Do you think that our Andris and Bethel are just trying to avoid the so-called internal struggle?" Morton smiled proudly: "This is an important foreshadowing for us to quickly take over the real power." ”

Sounds like a real nuisance, Karil shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly and said, "Okay, that sounds great, but it doesn't seem to work for me." ”

"Of course, I didn't intend to involve you directly," Morton said with a smile, "but who made my daughter angry, and I must also admit that in the alliance, the Assassin League and the Church of Light have played an indelible positive role." ”

"But, well, it's okay if I didn't tell me these things, I don't really want to know anyway" Carlil made a pause gesture, interrupting her father's words, and then looked at Angus, who was sitting on the sidelines, and said to his father, "But judging from the performance at the time, Angus. Bethel doesn't seem to know about it, and it looks like you're hiding more than just me. ”

Angus frowned, and after hearing Carlil's words, he looked at Moulton with the same questioning eyes.

"It's not very important, but I hope you can give a reasonable explanation." Angus said to Moulton, looking much calmer than usual, but this was a precursor to an impending outburst.

He didn't tell himself the huge amount of information about life and death, and even kept it hidden until after the conflict broke out, which was not at all the attitude that Angus should be treated as an ally.

"Do you want to hear it?"

Morton restrained his smile a little, put back the smile he had on his daughter, his expression slowly became much more serious, and asked Angus seriously.

"I want to hear about it"

Angus said very unhappily.

Morton looked at Angus, stared at him for a long time, and then said, "It's because it's not enough." ”

"Not enough?" Angus asked.

"You haven't built up enough, it's not time to tell you," Morton said, leaning forward slightly, pressing his right hand against the conference table, tapping the joint of his index finger against the table.

"I don't think that's a reason for you to hide," Angus replied, frowning vigorously.

"Alas......"

Morton exhaled softly, then shook his head slightly: "If you have enough accumulation, you should be able to find out these things before the incident, instead of still being at a loss when the incident happens, you know, I wonder if you can come to talk to me every night." ”

Angus didn't reply.

He glared at Morton with unconcealed anger, as if he did not accept the explanation at all. He had already identified Moulton's actions as a form of deception, and with the support of this notion, Morton's words could not be listened to at all.

"You'll understand, Angus. Bethel, there will be the most difficult task for you to complete in the future, and I must take advantage of every possible opportunity" Morton stared at Angus fearlessly, and after speaking, he stroked his gray stubble with his right hand, and saw that Angus still did not react, before continuing: "You must complete this task, and you must complete it, but your appearance does not reassure me, I am not sure that you are really up to the task." ”

"Well, what's that"

Angus said, perhaps because Morton was really serious, he once again restrained his anger, and finally made himself look like he was talking a little, rather than as if he had some kind of hatred.

"Even if the power is exercised by the Council of Nobles during the war period, it is only a temporary expedient measure," Morton said slowly, staring into Angus's eyes with sharp eyes: "This country ...... Scalloa, in need of someone who can lead everyone, in Avery. After Yerwood, we need a reliable and capable person to get to this position. ”

Angus's expression froze on the spot......

"Are you trying to say ......?"

"Someday," Morton interrupted Angus, and he looked at Angus with unusual seriousness: "We don't have a more trustworthy candidate, and we can't put Caryl . Andris will be on the throne, and if you make a mark, we will ...... I have to clear all the obstacles for you......"

A subtle frenzy gradually appeared in Moulton's eyes, and he even stared at Angus a little too much.

"Someday......" he said word by word, "you will ...... Coronation as King ......"

Angus took a heavy breath, the anger just now had been completely washed away, and now his mind had been shocked by Moulton's words before he turned a corner.

It's like someone suddenly giving themselves an incredible gift, a huge gift that is almost unbelievable.

Angus clearly knew that if Andris's family was a man in his direct bloodline, not a cute girl like Kaliel, this gift would never fall on his head.

And the current situation is like this, as the core of this aristocratic union, the Andris and Bethel families, it is impossible to give up this position, and it is unlikely that it will be possible to let Carlil . If Andris is in the position, then the most suitable choice will be himself.

This is very clear, and it is clear that anyone can think clearly, in Avery. The moment Yerwood died, the path was already set, but Angus didn't think that way easily.

In contrast, he prefers to believe in Moulton. After keeping Scalloa, a guy like Andris will directly abolish the monarchy and completely change the country, which is more believable.

"So, you're not enough now, not enough" Morton knew that Angus must have remembered a lot in his heart at this time, and specially emphasized three words at the end, hoping that Angus could really understand this.

But Angus just nodded slowly, not commenting on it.

"If only you could figure it out," said Moulton, for sometimes he really felt that his daughter Karil's abilities were more suitable to take over the position of king, and that after studying hard, he might become a wise king more easily than Angus, both in terms of ability and experience.

But the objective fact that he only had his daughter in front of Morton had to let him completely block this idea, and there was no room for recovery.

He leaned over to look at his daughter, Karil. Andris, and his daughter just looked at herself boredly, and deliberately yawned, indicating that she had no interest in the king or anything.

Just kidding, she won't be stupid to take over this kind of trouble, as long as she can have a stable one-third of an acre of land, let her little life live happily, how hard people like the king usually are, has long been exposed to it, so that Kahlil feels that a seat is just a hot potato.

"Okay, so is that acceptable?" Moulton leaned back in his chair and asked Angus.

Angus nodded silently, still a little unaware of what he was thinking.

It's just that at this time, there is no room for refusal, and there will be no benefit in chasing after it, so that Angus has no point in obsession.

"That's comforting," Morton said, taking a deep breath to end the conversation, and then returning his gaze to a bored-looking Carlil.

"So, if there are no objections, it's time for us to move on to the next big thing."

Except for Red Lotus, everyone looked at Karil with a different set of eyes, which made the hairs on Kaliel's body stand up in an instant.

"It's a very simple question."

Morton said, as he spoke, slowly tapping on the table with a dull thudding sound.

"You...... Who the hell is ......" (to be continued.) )