“...... To His Majesty Emperor Eckhart II, and to all the Lords of the Heavenly Dome, that Byrne has made her choice, and that from this day onwards, the Thirteen Lords of Byrne will return to the banner of a black and golden lion under the banner of the House of Turin;

Loren Turin was convened by the Council of the Round Table, accepting the allegiance of all the knights, and drinking the golden cup representing the blessing of all Byrne;

Byrne's church bears witness to his coronation, the holy oath has been made, and please do not question the authority of the Holy Cross in the world, or deny all the knights of Byrne the importance of the oath—until the end of his life, Byrne will give all his allegiance to him alone;

If the Celestial Dome still has the slightest respect and understanding for Byrne, please return the affairs of the Byrne to the Byrne, and Byrne will continue to prove her loyalty to the Empire with iron and blood......"

Reading this, the Minister of the Seals finally couldn't bear it anymore, shook his head and put the letterhead in his hand on the table in front of him, and looked at the other members of the Imperial Cabinet with the most helpless expression:

The rest of the content is basically the same as these, and there is a summary of the reasons before and after the incident... Colleagues, do you have anything to say?"

As Metternich's words fell, the Imperial Cabinet quickly fell into a dead silence, and the pins could be heard.

The cabinet ministers on either side of the long table looked at each other, silent as a stagnant water without waves;

With a sigh, the Lord Keeper of the Seals turned his gaze slightly to the end of the long table, where Eckhart II was seated.

The majestic and thoughtful expression made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

His Majesty the Emperor will never change his decision, and for this reason he will never speak lightly, and will remain absolutely neutral until a minister or councillor has expressed his thoughts that best suit his heart.

After many years of experience, Metternich was already familiar with Eckhart II's style, and His Majesty's expression showed that he had made up his mind.

"They say that Byrne's church has witnessed the coronation of Loren Turin, but Bishop Byrne has already been called by the Lord in that turmoil!"

The new inquisitor of the Church suddenly spoke: "This would be a breaking point, and we could use this to deny Loren Turin's legitimacy, and make Byrne make more concessions or... Force them to choose a new duke!"

"I don't want to interrupt you, Your Excellency, but you obviously don't know much about the laws of the Empire. Justice Victor Hughes spoke coldly, his gaze as sharp as a sharp edge that the other party could not bear to look at directly:

"It is only a practice that His Majesty the Supreme Emperor must be crowned by a bishop or archbishop of the Church, but there is no mention of the dukes. ”

"By your standards, the current Grand Duke of Arles and the consuls of Eberden also have no bishopric members as witnesses, which is tantamount to depriving the three principalities of legitimacy at the same time!"

"Although I have always disliked our Lord Chancellor, this time he is right......"

The Minister of War, Severin de Salion, who had always been silent in the Imperial Cabinet, suddenly spoke, and looked at the representative of the Holy Cross with a sneer:

"What's more, the Empire is counting on Byrne to send troops to the Duchy of Boe as soon as possible to put out the fires, and if you add to them at this time, how much do you guys want to see the Imperial Civil War?"

"Or is the Great Holy Cross capable of sending down gospels and miracles and slaughtering the centaurs, or ......?"

"Lord Severin de Salion, be careful!"

Seeing the military minister who continued to be aggressive, Metternich hurriedly scolded: "This is the imperial cabinet, and you are a member of the royal family, so you must not be disrespectful to the church!"

Sevelin, who was stared at by the Minister of the Seals, snorted coldly, and sat back in his seat with disdain, his gaze swept over the inquisitor's face from time to time, making the church representative who was covered in cold sweat tremble and did not dare to raise his head.

"Since it is not legally feasible, can there be other means to control the reunited Duchy of Byrne?"

Seeing that the church was suppressed, the young Chancellor of the Exchequer suddenly "gained confidence", coughed lightly and said: "As far as I know, although he was crowned Duke of Byrne, in fact, the Red Blood Castle is still in the hands of Charlotte Turin. ”

"In other words, he has no domain of his own, and he has to rely on the taxes of his vassals to keep things going, and we can set up special payments and ordinances to increase Byrne's tax rate, so that the Duke will not be able to make ends meet. ”

"At the same time, Byrne's most important trade commodities were wine, horses, armor, and minerals, and the tax on these goods was increased, and at the same time, some monopoly acquisitions were set up, and the number of tributes was increased. ”

"It won't be long before Byrne's vassals will soon complain against the new duke, and then we'll have the means to negotiate with him, and then ......"

"Then you, the whimsical cabinet minister, will be torn to pieces by the Imperial Capital's Chamber of Commerce, the forces behind them, and the lords of Byrne's manor, and will be slaughtered by the assassins who come to the door in the middle of the night!"

While the Chancellor of the Exchequer was still talking, a very discordant voice suddenly interjected and interrupted him, and said in a very playful tone.

The ministers of the Imperial Cabinet looked at each other and turned their heads in unison to look in the direction from which the voice came.

Brandon De Salion, who has become the focus of everyone's attention, is unconscious, still tilting his head, and the corners of his mouth are hooked like a half-moon:

"That's why... For the sake of your safety and that of your family, I would like to advise you to refrain from any further talk. ”

The young Chancellor of the Exchequer's face was extremely pale: "Your Highness Brandon de Salion, may I ask... What you just said is threatening me?"

"Threaten? no, no, no... How could I threaten you, but you are an important member of the cabinet of my father, His Majesty, and I will never threaten you. ”

The smiling Brandon stared at him, his eyes narrowed into two crescents under the tips of his fiery red hair: "I'm just reminding you of something that is likely to happen, purely out of good intentions." ”

"Quite possibly... Will it happen?" the Chancellor of the Exchequer swallowed, his expression even more ugly.

"Oh, yes... You don't seem to know Loren Turin very well, do you?" Brandon suddenly showed a look of sudden realization, scratching his head in distress: "Sorry, it's my fault, you forgot about all that just now." ”

"Loren Turin... Or that my 'ex-wizard advisor' isn't that kind of person, I mean he's not that magnanimous - if you do, chances are... Well... One hundred percent. ”

"His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion——!"

The frightened Chancellor of the Exchequer had already collapsed in his seat, and the Minister of the Seals, who could not bear it, said sharply: "Please don't ask me to repeat it a second time, this is the Imperial Cabinet!"

"According to the regulations of the Imperial Cabinet, you only have the right to be a bystander, and you have no right to speak! You can't indulge yourself so much on such a solemn and solemn occasion!"

"Indulgence?"

Brandon laughed even more, got up from his seat, propped his hands on the table, and scared the chancellor of the exchequer next to him.

Facing the entire Imperial Cabinet, Brandon's bright blood-like eyes looked around, revealing his white back molars:

"Is there anything more indulgent than a group of people discussing something they would never be able to do?"

"Don't be funny, my lords, all the legions of the Empire are now gathering towards Broken Mountains, and they are helpless against the war in Boi;

In addition to trying our best to curry favor with the Byrins, where else can we fool tens of thousands of people to willingly go to the Great Green Sea to die?"

"As for sanctions and restraint ... You've obviously forgotten what happened at the Imperial Trial, haven't you? He didn't have any fear of you when he was a nobody, and now that he's the Lord of Byrne, do you really expect this guy......"

"Quiet ——!"

The emperor suddenly said in a deep voice: "Everyone, go out!"

The cabinet ministers on both sides of the long table looked at each other, and they bowed and walked away with different expressions.

Brandon, with a somewhat lost expression, shrugged his shoulders and looked nonchalant, and followed the crowd towards the gate.

"Except for you. ”

The voice behind him came, and the smile on the corner of the "disgraced prince" gradually disappeared and froze in place.