"You... What did you just say?"

Charlotte, who was stunned, almost didn't think about it, and the words had already blurted out.

Ayton Grenwell and Earl Gareth, who sat on either side of her, looked at each other with different expressions - if it weren't for such a formal occasion, their jaws would have dropped to the ground.

In the hall of the round table, Igor, the messenger of the Dwarven High King, the Grand Celebrant was blushed at the question, and his eyes were full of anger, but in the next second, his face became like a frosted eggplant, and he forced his composure and slammed his right hand on his chest!

"Because... The malicious actions of some juniors have caused turmoil in several city-states in the south of the Yunling Kingdom. Igor's beard kept blowing, revealing his cheeks that were red and purple:

"From this... The Great Supreme King doesn't want this handful of juniors to cause any misunderstanding between the Yunling Kingdom and Byrne - of course, the so-called 'Yunling Kingdom funding centaurs' is still non-existent, and we will never admit it!"

"Of course, we believe that the noble Yunling Kingdom would never do such a despicable act. Charlotte puffed up her chest and smiled, "If my wording is anything disrespectful, please accept my apology." ”

"There's nothing to forgive...... the dwarf envoy said, "The noble Yunling Kingdom won't feel hurt by a few 'jokes' from friendly countries. ”

The countess bowed slightly, and saluted Igor without humility or arrogance, and the other two counts at the round table were startled at first, and then reflected with different expressions.

Sure enough, they came with a request.

The so-called "small people" and "turmoil" are just written cover-ups, and if the messenger of the High King can appear in the Red Blood Castle, it means that a huge rebellion is being launched in the south of the dwarven kingdom!

Of course, it doesn't stop surprising Charlotte... Although she didn't know much about dwarves, she also knew that in the Yunling Kingdom, city-state rebellions were not uncommon.

Under the dwarven "paramilitarized" system, the High King had to maintain absolute strength to intimidate all the city-states and maintain the unity of the kingdom, and rebellion would arise at the slightest sign of weakness.

The High King, who cannot immediately quell the rebellion, may be subverted or turned into a puppet.

Therefore, the appearance of a rebellion did not surprise the counts of the Round Table Council, what really made them unbelievable was that the other party actually admitted it, which was absolutely unprecedented before!

As for the dwarves funding centaurs... Although the other party didn't say it explicitly, it was basically equivalent to admitting that it was a good thing done by the rebel dwarves... No matter how "good-looking" the Supreme King is, there is no reason to take the blame for the traitor at this time.

However, this also shows how great the rebellion of the High King is at the moment, and once Byrne blockades him to the north, it will be the result of a two-front battle against the High King.

A tribe of centaurs financed by the dwarves, a rebellious city-state, and an unexpected visit to the High King's emissary......

Everything makes sense.

Such a result was simply explosive for everyone, and the look of sudden realization was almost written on their faces.

But after knowing the truth, the problem came back... What to do?

The rebellion in the Dwarven kingdom is directly related to the Centaur War, but now that Byrne has made an expedition to the Great Green Sea, there is no time to think about it, the Council of the Round Table has no power to mobilize armies, and the proud High King is unlikely to allow Byrne's knights to enter his domain.

However, if we can't help the High King put down the rebellion as soon as possible, the centaurs can still get a steady stream of logistics, and the situation on the battlefield of the Great Green Sea will not be alleviated in any way.

There was silence in the empty hall of the round table.

"Honorable Emissary Igor, may I ask ......"

After half a ring, Ayton Grenwell spoke, seemingly because of the wording, which made him pause for a long time: "We know that this is the internal affairs of the Yunling Kingdom, and Byrne will not interfere in this matter, but ......"

"As you know, war is bound to bring more turmoil, especially in trade – we have to know the details to make sure that our merchants don't lose money or cause unsalable goods. ”

The Count of Stormcastle smiled slightly and looked up at Igor: "Excuse me, can you tell us what kind of goods are in the most short supply at the peak of the clouds right now?"

Charlotte and Gareth, Earl of Rainbow Bridge, looked at Ayton Grenwell at the same time and nodded understandingly.

He went around in this big circle, and he was actually asking one thing—what should Byrne provide if he wanted to provide assistance to the High King to help him put down the rebellion as soon as possible.

The dwarven emissary's expression was in a trance, and it was obvious that he also heard what he meant: "Well, this... Protecting the interests of merchants is reasonable and you should do - obviously the Yunling Kingdom will not allow Byrne to interfere in our internal affairs, but it is our duty to protect the smooth flow of commerce. ”

"As you know, the Yunling Kingdom is full of mountains, and the plains are mostly in the south... Because of this turmoil, the price of grain has risen at the peak of the clouds, and if your merchants can carry enough grain, I assure you that their wagons will return full of gold. ”

"Of course, the Yunling Kingdom is a proud and independent kingdom, and it will never accept any form of interference from Byrne!"

"Then on behalf of the merchants of Stormcastle, I would like to thank you. Ayton smiled slightly, nodded humbly to the dwarven messenger, and looked back at Charlotte:

"It seems that this year, the farm of the thirteenth collar of Byrne is going to usher in a good year. ”

The countess snorted softly and nodded solemnly.

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"Do you really want to give food to the dwarves?"

Standing behind a tired Charlotte in the empty Hall of the Round Table, Charles couldn't help but ask.

The countess frowned slightly, and turned her head to look at her butler: "You don't agree?"

"It's not a matter of disagreement - we don't know if the dwarves rebelled or not, these are just his side of the story. Charles couldn't help but speak:

"What if he's deceiving us? What if it's all the plan of the Dwarven High King, to make Byrne empty his granary... In times of war, food is much more important than gold. ”

"Don't worry, it won't get to that point. Charlotte chuckled lightly and waved her hand at Charles: "I have discussed with Ayton, this time the food to support the dwarves will only come out of Storm Castle and will be escorted by the United Chamber of Commerce." ”

"When little Yode's eyeliner reaches the peak of the clouds, we will be able to find out what is really going on with them, and then we will decide on the next plan. ”

Looking at Charlotte, who was confident and couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth proudly, Charles hesitated for a long time and said lightly:

"That's... Where's the Duke?"

"Duke?" Charlotte was stunned: "Loren... What's wrong with him?"

"Negotiate with the dwarven emissary, declare the thirteen lords of Byrne in a state of full readiness, and provide assistance to Cloud Peak, these ......"

Charleston paused, and said, "Don't you think you should ask the Duke for instructions?"

"But he's in the Great Green Sea now, and he's not even in the Thousand Hordes - even if we can find him, how long will his hearing back?"

Charlotte's expression was confused, but the next second she reacted and looked at her housekeeper solemnly: "Charles... Did you hear something?"

"I didn't hear anything, just some concern. ”

"Worried?" the countess raised an eyebrow, "You're worried that I've gone too far, and Loren will suspect me?"

"No, it shouldn't be. Recalling what Little Yode said before, the steward of the Red Blood Castle couldn't help but sigh: "What I'm worried about is... What will others think?"

"To the nobles, merchants, and peasants who have benefited from your decisions, will they cheer the Duke's victory when this war is over, or will they be grateful for your decision?"

Silence for a long time.

"I see. With her head hanging over her chest, Charlotte muttered in a low voice, hoarse, "Go down, Charles." ”

"Earl......"

"I said... I know. Biting her lower lip, she slowly raised her head:

"I know exactly what to do!"