The abrupt landing of the Vice-Chancellor of the Iran Hill Empire into Briburn surprised many by surprise.

Throughout the short history of the Irranhill Empire, there has never been a precedent for an imperial prime minister to serve as an archon.

What makes people feel even more depressing is that this appointment is so abrupt that even many local nobles are not prepared accordingly.

While the commander of the 116th Division was driving back to his station, a group of old nobles were gathering in a castle in Briburne Harbour to discuss their countermeasures.

In the city, their eyes and ears were numerous, and the news of the arrival of the imperial concubine and the vice-chancellor in Briburne soon reached them.

Originally, they were discussing together how to deceive the superiors and subordinates, and take advantage of this plague to make a good fortune.

As a result, the meeting to collect money suddenly became a meeting to study how to deal with the archcons appointed by the Ranhill Empire.

One of the nobles was very imposing, and said to the nobles sitting around the conference table, "Tell me, what kind of solution should we have?" ”

He dragged out a long voice, and after saying this, he looked left and right at the aristocratic old men, and found that none of them meant to speak.

At this time, everyone knows the truth that the gun shoots the first bird. If you come up with an idea now, you will be responsible for the failure of the operation in the future, who wants to speak first?

A young nobleman still couldn't hold his breath in the end, and said impatiently: "What else can be done? It's nothing more than those few tricks. ”

An old nobleman shook his head slightly, and said in a long voice: "You can't kill if you kill it, an imperial prime minister, although he is a deputy, he is also a prime minister!" If a prime minister is assassinated with us, the Empire will only send more difficult guys to trouble us. ”

It seems that only by prolonging the speech can they reflect their dignity and their identity......

Hearing that these people actually had the idea of assassinating the deputy prime minister of the Irlanhill Empire, a nobleman with more knowledge was angry and laughed at the ignorance of this group of people: "You guys are crazy? I don't know where this deputy prime minister came from? ”

"Not to mention finding a killer to break through the guards at the Grand Consul's Mansion, even if he walks on the street alone, there are not many people who can kill him!" He flaunted his knowledge and spoke.

Soon someone realized something, and asked a little nervously, "He's a magician?" ”

"This vice-chancellor's name is Jarvis...... It's Greken's...... Great, Great Archon. "When it comes to the identity of Jarvis, this well-informed nobleman can't even speak very well.

After all, the Southern Kingdom is actually located in the southeast corner of the Magic Continent, and this is a complete "mortal" country, where the nobility has a natural reverence for magicians.

They may think that Chris, who is also from the Mortal Empire, is easy to deal with, but they would never dare to easily disobey the great magician of Yalvis.

This is the gap in knowledge, they don't know that the dragons they are afraid of Yalvis can only be human with their tails between their legs in front of Chris.

“…… Why didn't you say it earlier......" Hearing this news, the expressions on the faces of several of the old nobles led by them became ugly, they really didn't have the courage to provoke such a rebellious existence.

"Then there's only one way left, drag him into the water! Whatever he wants, we give him! Another old nobleman spoke confidently.

However, his words were quickly refuted by the other nobles: "What can we give him?" The prime minister of the Irlanhill Empire, what do you want? ”

"He's not that damn little mongrel of the Dragontet family, he's only been deputy prime minister for not long...... We gave him 10 million gold coins, and he still didn't obediently kneel down and lick our toes? An old nobleman painedly gave a figure that he thought was very tempting.

As a result, before the number was decided, many nobles shook their heads: "That's too much...... Where did we find so much money for him? ”

"It's not easy, as long as he nods and agrees to be on our side, we can continue to unknowingly get those untouchables to come up with more money!" An old nobleman with a beard said with a cruel smile on his face: "Didn't we all do this before? ”

"As long as he turns a blind eye and the untouchables die, the land is ours. We have land and are afraid that there will be no one to cultivate? A noblewoman followed.

They are familiar with this kind of thing, and their parents and grandparents have been playing these methods for hundreds and thousands of years, and they have never failed.

The well-informed old nobleman quickly nodded and said, "That's it!" Even if we don't farm, we have other ways to make money! Who knows if there is magic crystal ore, oil, or iron ore underneath these lands? As soon as we find the mine......"

"Haha! Then we will have so much money that we can't use it out! At the mention of the mine, several nobles had excited smiles on their faces.

They knew this thing too well, and the so-called eyeliner they sent out had already passed back to their ears that the Ran Hill Empire needed a lot of ore and that owning a mine would give them untold wealth.

Just in time, the plague can kill the poor civilians and create more borderlands! When the time comes, they will be able to encroach on these lands with a little trickery.

Forge documents and then take these places for themselves, even if they sell them cheaply, the money is enough for them to squander for several lifetimes.

"Let that prime minister get in on the line! Isn't he out of money? The little bastard of the Longtaite family is so rich, he, the deputy prime minister, has no money and is not tough to speak, right? As if emboldened by the gold coin, a nobleman continued. His tone was full of ruthlessness, as if he could already compete with the Dragontate family.

An old nobleman beside him was a little unwilling and said: "I'm afraid that this guy will open his mouth ......."

"Afraid of what? I'm afraid that he won't join the gang! He's the deputy prime minister...... If he nodded, then we would have someone to say in the upper echelons of the empire, and when the time comes, our interests will naturally be protected! The old aristocracy led by him was full of confidence and full of expectations for his future.

His words made more people nod: "Yes! ”

"yes!" The room was filled with voices of approval.

"Let's raise money first! Take out a few million gold coins and let the deputy prime minister see the power of gold coins! In a voice of approval, the old nobleman, who was the leader, commanded everyone: "As soon as possible...... Get ready! ”