Stukov and Edward looked at Bruce in front of them in confusion, they originally thought that Bruce would gather an army and attack the Angus family, but they didn't expect Bruce to have other plans.

"What is this?" Edward looked at a chest at Bruce's feet, containing some belongings and silver coins.

"It's a gift to the Angus family." Bruce pointed to the box at his feet and said to the two of them.

"Are you really going to give them gifts, or are there so many gifts?" Edward looked at Bruce in surprise, everyone knew how the Angus family treated the messengers, this was a blatant provocation to Bruce's authority, but Bruce even wanted to give them gifts.

"Yes, you two bring this gift to the Angus house to express my condolences to them." Bruce said to the two.

"Are you going to paralyze them? It's a bit too much of a gift, though. Stukov's one-eyed gaze at Bruce, his eyes rolling, and he said to Bruce.

"Is it much? Ha, that's cheaper for them. Bruce smiled, and he said with a wink at Stukov.

"Don't worry, Lord Baron, we'll do as you tell us." Stukov didn't say anything more, he crossed his waist and nodded to Bruce.

The gates of the castle opened, and a carriage pulled a gift for the Angus family slowly set out on the road, followed by Stukov and Edward on horseback, escorted by only four guards.

"I hope the people of the Angus family will be able to settle down after receiving the gifts." Sir Wayne stood beside Bruce, and he said to Bruce.

"Do you think they'll be at peace?" Bruce said to Sir Wayne without looking back.

"Don't worry, Lord Baron, if Lord Angus is too greedy to be satisfied, I will personally cut off his head." Sir Wayne said categorically.

Bruce smiled and walked away from the main tower window, but next to the steps below the main tower, Byron Jr. and Ser Wallace were also watching the convoy leave, and they were also watching the battle between the vassals and Bruce.

"I actually chose to give a gift, is this to admit defeat?" Little Byron looked coldly at the retreat that left, he shook his head a little disappointed, sure enough, Bruce was too young and helpless in the face of many vassals.

"The people of the Angus family like to bully the weak and fear the hard, and the baron's gift may be counterproductive." Sir Wallace frowned, he knew the vassals well.

"Tsk, that's a pity." Little Byron was helpless, the tigers were defeated by the wolves, and the united vassals would even concede three points, and Bruce seemed to have to back down.

At this time, the scouts sent by the Duke of Bemessy also learned about the movements of the White Knight, and learned that the White Knight led the troops to the eastern territory, and the Duke of Bemessi was extremely angry, the eastern territory was a fertile land, which was an important source of the Duke's financial revenue, and if it was instigated by the rebels, I am afraid that he would suffer heavy losses.

"Lord Duke, if the rebels are entrenched in the Eastern Territory, we will suffer huge losses." The duke's courtiers said one after another.

"Of course I know, but those Divine Grace Knights don't obey my orders at all, and the soldiers in the Territory have been lost." Duke Bermessi sat sideways on the seat, his body tense like a frightened leopard, originally thought that the charismatic knights sent by the church would help him put down the rebellion, but he didn't expect the other party to refuse on the grounds that the rebel soldiers were also brothers of the church.

"It's better to mobilize the vassals!" The Duke's court foreign minister suggested.

"If we mobilize vassals to quell the rebels, we will be ridiculed by the other dukes, and the royal family will think that we are too weak to trust the duke." But the court generals objected.

"Now is not the time to scruple about this, if the Eastern Territory is destroyed, or even occupied by rebels, especially under the banner of the White King, do you think the royal family will let go of this opportunity?" The foreign minister said to the duke and the generals.

The Foreign Minister's words silenced everyone else, and even the Duke of Bemessi stopped in his thoughts, and he turned to sit upright, facing his courtiers, as if he had made up his mind.

"I've decided." Duke Bemessi spoke loudly to the courtiers, his voice echoing through the hall, and the courtiers all looked at the Duke.

"Immediately issue a summoning order, ordering the vassals who have sworn allegiance to me to assemble at my castle, and I will personally lead the army to defeat this group of bastards." Duke Bemessi finally decided not to think about face anymore, and issued a summons order to the vassals, no longer relying on the power of the Church, but on his own to quell the rebellion.

"Roar~~." The court generals shouted loudly, they too had enough of the shame of being besieged by a group of peasants, and the army of the entire principality would reach five thousand, enough to defeat the white knights.

The Duke of Bemessi rose from his throne and glanced at the courtiers in the hall, as if he had regained the courage to fight, and those who had humiliated him would see his strength.

After humiliating Bruce's messenger, Lord Angus was actually uneasy, and although he looked down on the young baron, he was not willing to be the first lord to stir up trouble.

"Don't worry Lord, the Baron just finished fighting Jeffrey and has no strength to attack us at all." Lord Angus's younger brother comforted him.

"The other lords will side with us, right?" Lord Angus had already woken up at this point, and he asked his brother nervously, twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Of course, they promised to stand with us, and if the Baron declares war on us and strips you of your title, all the lords will renounce the Baron's oath of allegiance."

"Good." Lord Angus was finally relieved, and with the endorsement of the other vassals, he dared to give it a go.

However, it was not Bruce's messenger of war who was waiting for him, but a carriage carrying gifts, much to the surprise of Lord Angus and his people.

"Oooo In the lord's house, the people of Lord Angus cheered, and they raised their eyebrows at their victory over the barons of House Locke.

"Ha, that's not the case with the Locke family." Lord Angus's brother laughed loudly as he patted the armrest on his seat.

"Hehe, I can see that this new baron is nothing more than a coward." Lord Angus picked up the wine glass with a smile, he has become powerful under the leadership of the Fantasy Clan, maybe the barony title of the Locke family should also be changed.