Stanley's face remained calm and unfazed, and it was not until the Earl's knife-like gaze was removed that he raised his head slightly to observe the movement in the study—Cole, the tax collector, was like an old monk, his eyes wandering, as if he were admiring the ceiling inlaid with crystal charms, and as if staring at the small dark scar on the wooden floor.

No one spoke, neither did the fruit and the steaming snacks that had just been baked.

After Count Lambert threw down the paper in a frustrated manner, he took off his black woolen dress jacket and sat back down at his desk—Stanley, still without any change in his expression, silently bent down and picked it up from the floor, only to glance at it, and then bow his head again.

There was a loud "bang" on the desk, and a palm slammed on the head, and the official documents fell to the ground.

"Incompetent, useless! You pig and the swines under your command are a waste of time! ”

The Earl's breath was like an angry dragon, and the splatters of saliva were his dragon's breath—all the anger and fire was concentrated on the poor mercenary leader, and it wasn't until a few minutes later that he took a sip of his teacup, moistening his somewhat dry throat.

Inside the cup is some thin, milky white liquid, like milk.

"That woman, her destination is Tarun and Karthus, and she's here for the matter of territory exchange."

Earl Lambert finally gasped for the contents of the note, and his gaze returned to Stanley's body, from the toes to his face, and finally to the pair of brown eyes that seemed to have no mood swings—from the time Princess Samantha and her party passed through the town of Silverleaf, Stanley's Lynx mercenary group had only followed them from a distance, and had not heard any really useful news.

The latest, however, was to tell him that the princess and her party had spent the night in the field of flowers, and that they were heading west early the next morning—this level of intelligence work was undoubtedly unqualified, and could be regarded as a perfunctory duty. Therefore, there is an inevitable reason why this Earl is so angry.

The matter of the exchange of territories mentioned on the paper is the court discussion of the court within the white walls of Elva - in fact, after the "Fog Pine War", the financial situation of the Elantt Kingdom has fallen into an extremely bad situation. The post-war reconstruction, the war disputes and reparations, and the pensions of the wounded and wounded, although the latter was not much more than a few raels, all of them when stacked together became an astonishing astronomical figure.

In other words, the old guy sitting on the throne has no money, and he's about to go bankrupt-

Seeing the wealth of his courtiers, he finally couldn't help the greed in his heart and stretched out his black hand. As the lord of Silverleaf Town and Enzada, Count Lambert's wealth is second to none in the Northlands, so His Majesty's main attention has stayed here.

This is the origin of the court meeting half a month ago - and then the palace minister Signott, the kingdom's finance minister Tannis and others have expressed great agreement and secondment to this, and the old guy on the throne finally made this decision under the inducement and instigation of those bastards. Of course, the contents of these court discussions have always been kept highly secretive, and what is exposed on the bright side is only the northward journey of Samantha, the third princess of the royal family.

As for the stated purpose of the northbound? It was to go to the city of Tarun in Nogo and officially sign a marriage contract with that little bald man-

Princess Samantha had an inhumane affair with the heir of the Earl Wolf family, and Edwin IX was just a cold observer of all this, but when the content of the court was decided, he found that his daughter's marriage was actually a very good weight.

This is indeed a very weighty weight-

Through the marriage contract of Princess Samantha, the Wolf family, one of the three powerful earls of the Northland, was tied to the royal family, and then, the main wife of the Count of Madock in Karthas was also the sister of the old fellow, that is, Princess Samantha's aunt.

Nogo in the Northland has been a royal family since then, with the exception of him, Earl Lambert!

Under the alliance with each other, by forcing him to hand over the Silver Leaf Town, the specific exchange territory is still unclear, but it is certain that it will not be a fertile and rich place.

When the information provided on the paper revealed these things thoroughly, Count Lambert felt the anger in his heart almost ignite the lobes of his lungs in his chest.

"Stanley, Cole, do you have any suggestions? I'm going back to Ensada soon. ”

His cold gaze swept back and forth at the two subordinates, and the voice in his throat still vibrated with anger.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is really too deceitful, but ...... I wonder if we can get His Majesty to take back this court with a donation...... The minister and the Chancellor of the Exchequer can also try to get in touch with each other......"

Cole, the tax collector of Silverleaf Town, whispered a suggestion, and he made a count of the reels with his fingers.

"Stupid!"

Although Count Lambert was furious, he still had the necessary sobriety of a noble nobleman in his mind, and he immediately scolded. It was a foolish idea, the huge deficit of the kingdom's finances, and His Majesty's astonishing appetite was as unfathomable as a passage to the underworld—and as a local nobleman, even if he threw away all his property, it would be only a drop in the bucket.

What they want now is Silver Leaf Town, and what they want is the hen in his hand that can lay golden eggs, and it is definitely not a few golden eggs that can be beaten.

Sure enough, it was a lot of effort to talk to these stupid people, and it seemed that there was nothing to be hoped for in them - Stanley, the leader of the Bobcat mercenary group, stood like a stone statue, and Count Lambert didn't even bother to ask this guy, he got up and left the study, and turned his head to look at the mercenary leader in disgust one last time.

"Stanley, as a generous and benevolent nobleman, I would love to give you another chance."

He stopped, as if he had made some big decision in his mind, and his long narrow eyes narrowed again, "The princess and her party will arrive in Tarun first and then go to Calsace, I don't want them to go too fast......"

"My lord, I see."

As a mercenary from the mountains, Stanley doesn't have much respect for Elanth's royal family - all he has is loyal to Rael, the Earl in front of him. He nodded, his mellow voice as if to reassure:

"Me and my mercenaries will be where it should be."

He said that there were only one or two serious roads from Tarun in the middle of Nogo to Karthas in the north. And the nearest one of them had to pass through the mountains of Nogo, and he just thought about it, and immediately found in his mind several good places for ambushes.