The next day.

It was overcast and snowy. The death of the Marquis's father and son and the disaster of the library cast a gloomy air over the imperial capital, but most people decided to look forward.

Preparations for the New Year's celebrations inevitably took a little hit. Every traveler entering and leaving the city had to be carefully checked before being allowed to pass, and the guards standing guard on the street suddenly increased, staring at every suspicious passer-by with alert eyes.

The old marquis's funeral is scheduled to take place three days later, on December 15, and he and his eldest son will be buried together in the family cemetery of the Engor family.

But for the Ngol family, the trouble has just begun......

As soon as Gunther Engor the Younger died, his eldest daughter, Marguerite, automatically became the Marquis's first in line to the throne. But in the family, the voices of support for the old marquis's second son, William Engor, grew louder.

……

In the Heavenly Dome Palace.

"I see," said the maiden through the phantom ring, "that the old marquis died, and a library was built, and I am a beneficiary?" Vicky was reviewing her spell book, but that didn't stop the girl from talking to Bina.

"They don't want you to be in positions of power," said Bina, "and the old marquis seems to regard those positions as the 'turf' of the Ngor family, but he doesn't dare to disobey the royal authority." ”

The girl could imagine how those civil officials felt when Dimi conveyed the "order" that he could choose any position and take office immediately to the old marquis and others. If you change yourself to the position of the old marquis, you will definitely explode with anger

Maybe.

Seeing that the girl no longer spoke, Bina couldn't help but be a little worried: "Don't be angry. The old marquis is also dutiful...... "Now it is Xiaowei who controls the body, and Bina can't see the girl's "expression".

But the girl said, "I understand." "From someone else's point of view, it is ridiculous to let a sixteen-year-old girl with no experience run for office. Dimi was a secret warrior and not a politician, and sent the order out as it was. Originally, this work could have been done a little more "ingeniously".

"Margaret N'Gore is about the same age as me," the girl asked, remembering the girl who had troubled herself in the salon, "will she be able to convince the public?" ”

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On the outskirts of the imperial capital, Engor Manor. In Margaret's boudoir.

"But, my sister ......"

"I'm fine," Margaret interrupted her sister rudely, "you get out." I'll go back right away. ”

Angel N'Gore bowed her head and left the room silently. She knew that her sister was just trying to be strong, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Margaret Ngol breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of the door closing. She didn't want to be vulnerable in front of her sister.

Margaret stood up and faced her vanity mirror. She stared at herself in the mirror. He wore flaxen-colored braids, lilac robes, and a sword from his father at his waist. Everything is as usual, it's just ......

I've been taking care of my father, and my grandfather. They're all gone. Without them, would you really be able to get through it?

"Woo......"

Margaret N'Gore is not a secret warrior. She knew that she could not compare with her sister in terms of knowledge and etiquette. chose martial arts, and he had already reached the limit of his talent. Myself...... Nothing can be done, nothing can be done......

Margaret held her hand on the bronze frame. Tears finally welled up in my eyes.

"Have you had enough crying?"

A sudden male voice behind her interrupted Margaret. It's a sharp, but powerful voice.

"I didn't—"

Margaret instinctively tried to hide it. Then she realized that the door had never been opened.

Through her tear-blurred eyes, Margaret saw the man standing behind her in the mirror.

It was a middle-aged man in a short light green robe. He had black tousled hair and a long beard, several scars on his face, and was just over a meter tall: an ugly dwarf. The dwarf carried a tattered staff on his back, and his green eyes looked directly at Margaret.

"Lord Friedrich...... 'Lord of the Bound Demons'."

Margaret turned around and saluted the dwarf in front of her. No matter how ugly the person in front of him is, he is the most powerful mage in the empire.

Chancellor Friedrich Engor accepted the gift from his juniors. Although Chancellor Friedrich has the surname "Engor", he is a distant branch of the family, and has not received any favors from the family since he was a child. He rose through the ranks as a commoner, joining the Empire's Battlemage Corps, eventually becoming the Empire's only legendary mage.

When Friedrich was weak, his family didn't care about him. After he became prime minister, the Engor family borrowed his power. Chancellor Friedrich didn't care. In recent years, Chancellor Friedrich has devoted himself to the study of spells, and he usually goes deep into simple things, and the Engor family under his banner is becoming more and more powerful.

"Margaret," said Chancellor Friedrich, "Her Excellency Marquis Marquis Marguerite Engour." It doesn't have to be too restrictive. In the future, like your grandfather, you will help me to rule over all the officials, and you must not be held back here. ”

Margaret looked at the prime minister in amazement. Is he serious......?

"I'm not a marquis yet......"

"Your father is gone, and you are naturally the only heir to the family. Do you still doubt that, Margaret? ”

"Nope. I don't doubt it, Mr. Friedrich. ”

Chancellor Friedrich's words are orders at this moment. As long as he supports Margaret, her two uncles simply can't compete with her.

"Then don't straighten up!" Chancellor Friedrich shouted.

Margaret looked gratefully at the short man in front of her. It's just that she still has a trace of doubt in her heart: why did Chancellor Friedrich support herself? His two uncles, one is a well-known politician, and the other is a powerful mage. Wouldn't it be more advantageous to choose them?

As if guessing what Margaret was thinking, Chancellor Friedrich smiled.

"In your uncles, I can only see a decaying twilight, Margaret," he said, staring at Margaret, "as for you...... I hope you can bring a little new vibe to this bloated family. ”

"I will live up to your expectations." Margaret said.

"In the future, don't weep secretly," said Chancellor Friedrich, "and remember the grief of losing your father." This sadness will spur you on. ”

"Yes." Margaret said respectfully.

……

In the halls of the Engor Manor. William, the second son of the old marquis, was pacing.

"Margaret," he immediately spoke, hearing the door being pushed open, "you're here......"

He had already figured out a set of rhetoric on how to coerce and lure Margaret into submission. Let that milky little girl be a marquis? No kidding!

But when he saw the dwarf man walking side by side with Margaret, his heart fell into an ice cellar, and he swallowed all his words back.

"Lord Friedrich has pledged to assist us in the affairs of the family in times of crisis," said Margaret, "and I will take over the preparations for the funeral." The ceremony of my succession to the Marquis took place after the funeral. Any questions? ”

Wilhelm glanced at Chancellor Friedrich. He got it thoroughly.

"Of course, everything is up to you," said William bitterly, "honorable...... The Marquises. ”