Perhaps because of his old age, Count Sartre no longer had that desperate impulse, and if it had been twenty years ago, Eugen would have been a dead man by now.

It's a pity that as he gets older, especially watching his juniors grow up day by day, Count Sartre has lost more and more of his former sharpness.

After all, he was just an earl, and he was still very loyal to the Duke of Ji'an.

Eugen's identity, he naturally knows something, an earl, and at the same time the fiancé of Princess Maria, such a character, if he kills it, it will really not be far away.

For this reason, Count Sartre did not dare to kill Eugen at all, and he was dragged behind a large number of people.

At last, the Earl sighed, slowly lowered his raised right hand, and said, "Alas, that's it, you go, I won't kill you." ”

Count Sartre felt a sense of humiliation in his heart, he knew that his name would have an additional stain of submission in the future, but this was also a helpless thing, it was blamed on him for not seeing the situation clearly, and provoking Eugen, a person who could not be provoked.

"What? Let him go! Father ......" The son of the Count of Sartre below cried out in surprise, he had already put his hand on the knife at his waist, ready to strike at Eugen, but he didn't expect that the last order he got was to let Eugen leave.

However, the reaction of Eugen beside him was even more unexpected to him.

"What? Walk? Hehehe. Eugen smiled contemptuously, and he didn't mean to take it when he saw it, he swaggered around the hall, and said, "I said old thing, don't you understand what I mean?" Don't you know what I'm doing here? ”

"Little thing, it's against you, I'll get you first!" The earl's son could not listen any longer, and with a pout, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and walked towards Eugen with the knife in his hand.

Eugen only glanced at the other party contemptuously when he heard this, with an indifferent smile on his face, he stood motionless, but raised his neck high, as if waiting for the other party to cut off his head.

Seeing Eugen's appearance, the earl's son hesitated a little, but he gritted his teeth, and finally decided to strike first, as for what the consequences would be, it would be said then.

Thinking like this, the earl's son raised the blade in his hand and pointed it across Eugen's neck, about to cut it off.

Eugen was already oozing cold sweat behind his back, thinking that he could play with it this time, what if this stunned young man couldn't think clearly and really cut himself.

At this critical moment, the Count of Sartre above suddenly roared loudly: "Stop me, you idiot!" ”

This voice was like thunder on the ground, shaking the dust in the corners and eaves, but Count Sartre poured all his anger on Eugen's son on his son, and this scolding was also merciless.

The earl's son was stunned, he looked back at his father with some horror, but after all, he cursed hatefully, put away the knife and retreated to the rear.

After drinking his son, Count Sartre held back his anger, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said to Eugen: "Count Eugen, then tell me, what are you doing here?" ”

Hearing that the other party finally officially called himself, Eugen also laughed secretly, thinking that he was really a bully and a master who was afraid of the hard.

However, he is not good at pushing the other party too hard, after all, he only relies on his background, not strength, even if he is 'hard', it is limited.

Therefore, he also softened his tone and said: "In order to resist the disease, the Po River defense line must be established, so I want to requisition the army in Verona as the commander of the disaster resistance army, I don't know if Count Sartre has any opinions." ”

Count Sartre still had that ugly smile on his face, and said loudly: "This is impossible, you killed my old comrade-in-arms, Count Mead, my subordinates and I are eager to chop you into minced meat, I can not kill you in the face of Duke Ji'an, but you must not want to get anything from me!" ”

Hearing this, Eugen finally understood the real reason for the hostility between Count Sutter and him, and it turned out that it still had to be counted on the head of Count Mead.

Think about it, Count Mead and Count Sutter both belong to the lords waved by the Duke of Ji'an, and when the Duke of Ji'an fought in the early years, they were all on the same defensive line nine times out of ten, and the friendship condensed by fighting together is also very deep.

With this precondition, it is indeed very difficult for Eugen to transfer troops from Count Sartre.

Since he had torn his face, Eugen no longer kept it, and said directly with a cold face: "Hmph, Count Sartre, Count Mead embezzled the military funds of the anti-disaster army, in this moment of crisis, this is a great crime of treason, and all the consequences are his own fault." Although you and Count Mead are comrades-in-arms, don't follow his example and do anything rebellious. ”

Count Sartre's eyes widened angrily, glared at Eugen and said without flinching: "What, what's wrong with me just disobeying orders?" Could it be that you're going to cut off my head too? ”

Saying that, Count Sartre laughed angrily, he sneered and said: "Hehe, if you are brave enough, then come and cut, I will stretch out my neck for you to cut!" ”

"You ......" Eugen pointed at Count Sartre and was speechless, in this way, Eugen was indeed helpless, Count Sartre did not dare to cut off his head, and similarly, he could not kill Count Sartre.

In any case, this is an Imperial Count, and strictly speaking, he has not committed any unforgivable sins.

Eugen is now charged with killing an earl, and if he adds another one, it will be impossible for the king to protect him, and he will inevitably be attacked by the angry nobles.

Besides, if he really did it, it was still a question whether he would be able to get out of this Verona castle today.

The situation fell into a stalemate, the Count of Sartre was completely unproductive, and Eugen was unwilling to give up easily, so the two sides had to drag on like this.

During this period, the older sons of the earl have been quietly talking about something, and the most they say is the way to kill Eugen, of course, this is just their obscenity, and now they don't dare to make a move on Eugen anyway, Count Sartre will kill whoever they want, and in the same way, Count Sartre will not let them kill anyone, even if they borrow two guts, they will not dare to kill.

Eugen stood in the hall, thinking quickly of countermeasures in his heart, this Count Sartre is really not easy to understand, after thinking about it, he sighed helplessly in his heart: "Alas, reasoning is not good, you can only intercede, I hope that this Count Sartre's heart is not made of iron and stone, and can accept my statement." ”