Bruce looked at the Locke soldiers in front of him, it was a strange feeling, not long ago they were fighting to the death under the walls of Glinton, but now the other party asked his former Locke Manor to inherit the title of baron.

"You go back and tell Sir Wayne that he agrees to go to Locke Manor to inherit the title." However, Bruce decided to go to Locke Manor, and he was ready to break through even if there was danger.

When the Locke soldier left, Edward and the others looked at Bruce worriedly, they were a little uncomfortable with this rapid shift from friend to foe.

"Don't worry, we just need to be prepared." Bruce didn't show a cowardly expression, he knew that Locke Manor was much richer than Grinton, with fertile land and populous villages, and if he could successfully take Locke Manor and inherit the title of baron, then his power would be greatly enriched.

Just as Bruce was about to leave for Locke Manor, the Duke of Bemessi, who had been insulted by Sir Wayne's expulsion, had a gloomy face and sat in the carriage with his female companion.

"Dear Duke, this is just a trivial matter, why be angry?" The female companion advised the duke.

"This is not a trivial matter, this is a provocation to my authority, and I will not allow this to happen." Duke Bemessi's face was gloomy, whether it was for the safety of his own territory or for his own face, he was ready to give the Locke family a good look, thinking of this, he opened the window of the carriage.

"Lord Duke." The knight, who was guarding on horseback, hurriedly stepped forward to listen.

"Call Jeffrey's messenger." Duke Bemessi commanded him.

"Yes, Lord Duke."

Phoebe has been following the Duke of Bemessi, and after stating his complaint against Lord Greenton to the Duke, the Duke neither sends him away nor rejects Jeffrey's complaint, although it feels strange, Phoebe can only follow the Duke's actions.

"Phoebe, Lord Duke summoned you."

The Duke of Bemessi's convoy stopped, and Phoebe followed by a few of his retinue, and as he was about to look for a place to rest, a knight of the guard came on horseback, and he bowed his head on his mount and said to Phoebe.

"Yes, I'll go right away." Phoebe quickly tidied up his clothes when he heard this, and he must not be too hasty when he went to meet a duke, so when he heard that Sir Wayne of the Locke family had rejected the duke's kindness, of course, he was extremely envious and jealous of Sir Wayne in his heart, and he knew that this duke would never give up.

The Duke of Bemessi stepped down from the carriage, and he swept around proudly, and the knights of the guard dismounted from their horses and fanned out to guard the Duke's surroundings.

"Your Excellency, the Duke." Phoebe bowed her head to the duke, and as soon as he saw him, he knelt down on one knee and kissed the ruler of the duchy.

"Well, Phoebe, I appreciate your service to me, and now I have made a ruling to allow your master to take revenge on Bruce of Grington in a show of fairness and justice." Duke Bemessi withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and Phoebe's humility and obedience contrasted with the stubbornness and arrogance of the Locke family, and he finally made up his mind.

"This is really good news, thank you Lord Duke for justice." Phoebe was overjoyed, he didn't expect the Duke of Bemessy to be so openly supportive.

"Tell Jeffrey, I, the Duke of Bemessey, stand behind him." Duke Bemessi smirked as he promised Phoebe.

"But Lord Duke, can you openly accuse Lord Grinton?" Phoebe's eyes rolled, although Duke Bemessi condemned Bruce's "evil deeds" in front of him, but this was only a private statement, and it had no real effect at all.

"Well, it's too early to make a public accusation." Duke Bemessey hesitated, although he was dissatisfied with the Locke family, but after all, this is an ancient family that controls Cumberland, and if it is not handled well, it is likely to make the Cumberland region independent, and it can be seen from the failure of this instigation of Sir Wayne that the people in the Cumberland area are very loyal to the Locke family.

"Then Lord Duke, if you don't publicly condemn the Locke family, how will justice be served?" Phoebe was a little dissatisfied, but asked in a humble tone.

"Rest assured, as soon as I return to Bernalburg, I will immediately release a message to all the vassals, publicly condemning this violation of the rules of the nobility." Duke Bemessi promised Phoebe.

"If that's the case, can you give me a token so that I can reply to my master?" Phoebe said to the Duke of Bemessi.

"Bold, you dare to question the Duke." The knight on the side stepped forward angrily, and he shouted at Phoebe.

"No, it's okay, you're right." Duke Bemessi stopped his knight, he glanced at his hand, reached out and removed his ring, and placed it on Phoebe's hand.

"What is this?" Looking at the ring in her hand, Phoebe looked up at the Duke in surprise.

"This is my family's ring, and holding it represents my commitment." Duke Bemessi said to Phoebe.

"Great, my master will be pleased." Phoebe said happily to Duke Bemessi.

Phoebe took the ring in her arms, retrieved his mount from the duke, and immediately galloped towards Jeffrey's territory, where he wanted to tell the good news to Lord Jeffrey.

"Lord Duke, do you really want to blame the patriarch of the Locke family?" The knight beside the Duke asked him.

"Who knows? I only hope that Lord Jeffrey will be a little smarter than James, and I must hold Cumberland in my hands for the sake of my family's strength for generations to come. Duke Bemessi smiled contemptuously, how could he possibly allow a vassal to control the decision.

The convoy slowly moved on, and the Duke of Bemessy glanced back from the window, the Locke family's territory was getting farther and farther away from him, but he believed that when he returned again, he would appear as a ruler.

While the Duke of Bemessy was leaving, Bruce led his retainers to Locke Manor, and he rode on horseback with Eve and other retainers, as well as ten crossbowmen.

"With just such a small number of people, you think you're well prepared?" Edward looked left and right, there were only a dozen of them, and they had no idea how many soldiers were waiting for them in Locke Manor.

"I brought that." Bruce smiled, and he pointed to what the crossbowman was carrying, and said to Edward.

"What the hell is this, you never told us?" Looking at the clay pots each of the crossbowmen were carrying, Edward couldn't help but swallow his saliva.