The first rays of the morning sun rise from the east.

The day of the Earl of Crimson Castle begins with a hearty breakfast... Charlotte, dressed in a lake-blue silk dress, sat in the middle of the flower-filled courtyard in the cool morning breeze, and Charles quietly walked to her table, preparing the meal neatly, the steaming milk poured like a cup, and the sound was like a happy waltz.

Hot milk filled with oats was placed in front of him, and Charles sliced the toasted bread non-stop, spreading the cheese evenly on top.

Charlotte, who sat on the sidelines, leisurely admired his skill... In many cases, you don't need to enjoy the food, just the light but powerful movements in front of you are worth leaving the warm bed early.

"Please take your time. ”

Handing over the cutlery, the corners of Charles's mouth showed a hint of embarrassment, but the countess, who was already preparing to enjoy breakfast, did not notice.

Perhaps because of the addition of honey, the milk tastes much better than usual, and the cheese in Stormcastle tastes more delicate and silky than that of Crimson Castle.

Charles prepared just the right amount of food to help the countess sober up and have the strength to deal with the rest of the work, and not to be too full to lose an appetite for lunch.

"It tastes good, I can try adding a little more honey next time. ”

"Yes. ”

The calm voice behind him made Charlotte frown slightly, usually Charles would turn around quietly at this time, and let himself enjoy the last quarter of an hour of leisurely in the morning, why ......

"Something?" the countess raised her eyebrows.

Charles, who was holding his hands behind his back, wanted to speak and stopped, but only bowed slightly.

"Charles, it's not like you. The countess glanced at him with a disgruntled expression: "Remember the day you became my butler... Did you promise me anything?"

"Forever... There will never be anything to hide from the Count, let alone deceive. Looking at the eyes that looked directly at him, the steward of the Red Blood Castle said in a low tone:

"But I promised the gentleman that he would explain the matter himself—in return he promised that it would not have anything to do with the Count or even with the House of Turin, and would have no negative effect. ”

That gentleman... Charlotte frowned slightly.

Just when her good mood brought by breakfast completely disappeared and she was about to continue to ask, Charles, who sighed softly, slowly let go of the figure, and the gray-eyed boy with a complicated expression walked into her sight.

Lusen, what is he here for?

A trace of confusion flashed through the countess's eyes, and in the next second, a thought that she least wanted to hear broke into her mind!

No, it can't be... I've already pleaded so much and agreed to him to do anything... He didn't promise, he couldn't be... Impossible!

Sighing, Lusen walked forward quickly with the corners of his mouth pulled... If he could, he would have preferred to be with Lord Loren now, rather than be a messenger at this time.

I really don't understand... What is the relationship between that guy named Asrael and adults, and why do you trust him so much?

"I'm very sorry, Count... But Lord Loren told me to wait until this morning to tell you......"

Looking at the countess who was in a trance, the gray-eyed young man was also a little unbearable: "Now, he should already be on his way back......"

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Vampire ——?!

Vampires raid the Chamber of Commerce's caravanserans, and the blood of silver... The whole army is wiped out?!

Roger Yord's eyes widened, and his trembling hands held the information sent by the Chamber of Commerce's eyeliner for the first time, and he almost fell off the chair in a trance.

In just a moment, old Roger gradually recovered his senses from the shock, and his eyes dimmed.

Fooled......

The other party must have calculated that he would fight back desperately, risking his own risk to regain control of the trade route of the Red Blood Castle, and Gaspar's extremely harsh requirements may also be expected by the other party, and may even be involved.

In other words, from the very beginning, every step he made, every plan was expected by the other party... Little Yode, his own son, the former heir, knows himself very well.

In the past, I always laughed at those opponents who lost to me because of my emotions, but this time I also lost on calmness... His own son took advantage of what he knew about him and almost effortlessly brought himself down, the irony of which made old Roger furious.

And when the anger reached the extreme, he calmed down - things developed to this point, and the Yode Chamber of Commerce suffered an almost all-round fiasco, not only losing all the capital, but also going to Gaspar, the most important foreign aid.

In that case, then there is nothing to lose for yourself and the Chamber of Commerce... In contemplation, Old Roger's angry expression gradually calmed down, becoming gloomy and cold.

"Your Excellency...... The emissary of the governor of Gaspar, who was now outside the door, said... The Governor hopes to reconcile with you and the Chamber of Commerce, and says that the previous conditions can be renegotiated. ”

The clerk standing beside him spoke cautiously, for fear of angering his master: "You... Would you like to meet?"

"Gaspar ......"

Old Roger gritted his teeth, and there was a chill in his deep voice.

If it weren't for this bastard taking advantage of the fire, how could he have taken the risk to get to this point... Now that you see your fiasco, are you ready to lend a hand and pretend to be a good person?

You don't have to think about it to know that as long as you nod your head, the entire Yode Chamber of Commerce will be completely reduced to his vassal and property;

Wait a minute... Since he was able to know about the caravan so quickly, it proved that in addition to the lackeys he helped him buy, there was still his eyeliner in the Red Blood Castle... Behind the Governor's Palace, there is another force.

I see, it seems that the matter of the 'Blood Order' is real.

"Lord Roger, I think... You'd better meet him, after all, the other party is the governor of Byrne, and if you deliberately neglect it, the other party may ......."

Old Roger raised his hand to interrupt him, frowning: "Now is not the time. ”

"But my lord, we don't have much to choose from! Right now, the United Chamber of Commerce is still pressing forward, and without the support of the Governor's Palace, we ......"

"I said it......" Old Roger's face changed, and his cold gaze made the clerk shudder: "Now... Not the time. ”

"How... The Chamber of Commerce has just encountered a slight setback, and even the clerk next to me can't wait to change the court? How much did Gaspar spend on you?!"

"No... Don't dare!"

The trembling clerk bowed his head abruptly and hurriedly took a step back.

Old Roger snorted coldly, but the sense of urgency in his heart was even better... Even the clerks around him began to be afraid, and when this matter was announced, what would happen to the group of cowards in the Chamber of Commerce?

I'm afraid I can't wait to overthrow myself immediately and turn into Gaspar's doglegs?!

It just so happens that at this point, I and the Chamber of Commerce have nothing left, and there is nothing to lose... And when a person has nothing, his previous burden and burden will become his hole cards and bargaining chips.

Little Yode... His good son has already set an example, how can a father fall behind at such a time?

A "smile" appeared at the corner of Old Roger's mouth, and the creepy expression made the clerk behind him tremble again.

"Tell the envoy of the Governor that this matter is very important, and that the Yod Chamber of Commerce needs to think carefully before making a decision... Let him wait for me for half a day, and I will come to visit him in the evening and give him an answer. ”

"Yes!" the clerk nodded immediately, finally relieved... Fortunately, Lord Roger agreed, otherwise the bag full of gold coins that the Governor gave him would not have been able to do......

"Wait!" Before the clerk left, old Roger, with a gloomy expression, stopped him again: "By the way, let the subordinates prepare the carriage, I am going to the Wizards Guild today to visit the elders there... Immediately!"

When integrity becomes waste paper, it is when betrayal and betrayal begin!