"Hello, Count Sutter!"

Eugen walked into the hall and greeted Count Sutter, who was sitting above, smiling, and he didn't want to be in conflict if he could.

"Hello ......"

Count Sartre's voice was dry, very stiff, like the sound of two fast stones colliding, and he did not say Eugen's name, as if Eugen was not worth mentioning to him at all, and his expression was full of rebelliousness.

The smile on Eugen's face gradually faded, he looked at Count Sartre with a calm expression, and continued to speak: "It seems that Count Sartre doesn't welcome me, so I'll just say it, I don't know if the count knows why I came to visit." ”

Eugen stood in the center of the hall, alone, facing the dozen or so fierce members of the Sartre family in front of him, but there was no fear in his tone.

"Hehehe." Earl Sutter laughed coldly and said, "I really don't know, it's better for you to elaborate, but I have to remind you first, our Sartre family people don't have the habit of obeying puppies!" ”

After Count Sartre said this, there was a burst of laughter in the hall, but it was the family members who were laughing at Eugen.

They didn't have any respect for Eugen at all, and in the eyes of these people, Eugen was too young to be a child, and even if he was lucky enough to get some power, it didn't mean anything.

Eugen's face was already as cold as frost, and Count Sartre did not cooperate with him, but did not take him seriously at all, and even insulted him with a puppy, which was simply a provocation with no bottom line.

"Haha, of course, Count Sartre is so old, and his qualifications are there, of course, you can listen to whoever you want, just follow your heart."

As he spoke, Eugen put away the coldness on his face, glanced at Count Sartre with a smile, and asked, "Did you say yes, haha, Lord Earl?" ”

Sure enough, hearing this, Count Sartre immediately blew up, slapped the arm of the chair hard, stood up and pointed at Eugen and scolded angrily: "Little thing, you tell me clearly, what do you mean by this!" Lao Tzu has only obeyed the orders of Duke Ji'an for so many years, and he will listen to whoever he wants, if you don't explain it to me today, Lao Tzu will pick your skin alive! ”

Although Count Sartre is old, his temper is still short-tempered, and now he is concentrated by Eugen's words, and he immediately can't control his emotions.

The other descendants of Count Sartre also glared at Eugen viciously, and one of them, a strong man who was tall and looked seven points similar to Count Sartre, walked directly towards Eugen with a fierce attitude, obviously preparing to teach Eugen some lessons.

"Shut up!" At this moment, Eugen roared in a voice greater than that of Count Sartre, like a dragon roaring, and the sound resounded throughout the hall.

This voice came suddenly, much beyond the expectations of Count Sartre and the others, and they immediately froze on the spot, looking at Eugen with wide eyes, and fell into a state of confusion.

The earl's son, who was about to step forward to teach Eugen a lesson, was also standing halfway, his body stiff, and he didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while.

Eugen didn't look at the earl's son next to him, stretched out his finger and pointed at Count Sartre, and scolded: "You are just an earl, and your mouth is bigger than Duke Jian'an, do you think you are the king of heaven!?" ”

"It's a small thing, I think you're an old thing, a shameless old thing, I'm the commander of the anti-disaster army appointed by His Majesty the Emperor Charles VI, you belong to the disaster defense line here, you are my subordinate, and you dare to speak out and disobey orders, you are treason!"

"The Duke of Ji'an also said in person, by me temporarily taking the position of the lord of the Duchy of Italy, my order is equivalent to the order of the Duke of Ji'an, you are disrespectful to me, you are disrespectful to the Duke of Ji'an, you are betraying the lord!"

"It is everyone's duty to fight against the Black Death, and the Pope has also said the importance of fighting disasters, and asked all believers to participate in it, but you, as a lord, stay out of the matter, completely disregarding the lives of tens of millions of people, you are turning your back on God!"

"For the country, for the lord, for God, you are disrespectful, I think you are the sinner of the empire through the ages, you should be deprived of the fief, and the whole clan will be sent to the guillotine!!"

Eugen scolded angrily, scolding with majesty and arrogance, and every sentence was so earth-shattering that even the soldiers in the passage outside could hear it clearly.

The voice echoed through the empty hall, and the rumbling sound shook the audience, and everyone present froze in place.

They seemed to be unable to understand what was happening in front of them for a while, and the script was completely reversed, according to the original discussion, it should be that the Count of Sartre pointed at Eugen's nose and scolded him, and then the count's son personally came forward to drive Eugen out of the castle.

But now, things completely deviated from their expectations, and Eugen's sudden outburst completely disrupted their rhythm.

The atmosphere in the hall was as silent as a pool of stagnant water, and it took nearly a minute for Count Sartre to react.

Then he blushed, not out of shame, of course, but out of anger.

It is hard to imagine that an old man in his fifties could be so angry, and Count Sartre's eyes were red, like a beast in madness, staring at Eugen.

Eugen was also a little weak at the moment, he suddenly felt that he had gone a little too far, after all, this was on someone's territory, in case Count Sartre wanted to kill him regardless of the consequences, then he didn't even have a place to run.

Count Sartre clenched his teeth together and made a creaking sound, and his right hand was raised high, and when this hand fell, it meant that an order had been given, that is, the order to kill Eugen.

His sons all understood the gesture, and when they saw it, they would draw their swords from their waists and dismantle Eugen into eight pieces, and with Eugen's small body, there was no room for resistance.

This is a habit of Count Sartre, he wants to kill, he doesn't need to speak at all, just a gesture.

His sons also knew that this had happened many times, and that they would not hesitate to draw their swords and slay their enemies if the Count gave the order.

However, Count Sartre never imagined that this gesture would be so heavy today.

Although he was on the verge of losing his mind with anger in his heart, there seemed to be a villain in his mind who was always reminding him, and the villain said one sentence over and over again: "He is right......

It is true that Eugen may be exaggerating, but there is no doubt that he is telling the truth.