"Jonathan, you're back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The old king of the Rainer Kingdom leaned limply on the throne, listlessly watching the group of nobles below intrigue there, until Jonathan walked into the conference hall under the guidance of his chamberlain, the old king's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile on his face.

Jonathan put his right hand on his chest and knelt down on one knee in front of the old king sitting on the throne, "King, I have come back to report to you with the news of the end of the war. ”

"Thank you, Jonathan." The old king raised his wrinkled hand and motioned for Jonathan to stand up.

At the signal of the old king, Jonathan straightened his straight body, and a murderous aura naturally flowed from him, making the aristocrats who had been arguing endlessly close their mouths and look at the earl and general who had been guarding the border for decades with a look of jealousy.

"Jonathan, you came back just in time, and it just so happened that all the ministers were discussing how to deal with the demonic energy that broke out in the orc kingdom, what do you think the kingdom should do?" Seeing the jealousy in the eyes of those nobles looking at Jonathan, the old king's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, and he asked Jonathan, who had just stood up straight, with a smile.

As soon as the old king's words fell, Jonathan noticed that most of the nobles in the conference hall were staring at him, and after so many years of mixing in the Rainer officialdom, Jonathan had long known that there was a lot of water mixed here, and the old king was also playing a trick on himself when he first arrived and didn't understand.

However, Jonathan is a royal faction, he is very loyal to the Ernst royal family, and has always been extremely unhappy with the nobles in the south of the kingdom who are clamoring for more local power, so even if he knows that the old king is playing tricks on him, he still does not hesitate to express his opinion.

"I think we Reiner should actively cooperate with the Orc Kingdom, the war between our two countries is just an internal fight, but the intervention of the evil forces is a matter of the camp."

"Hmph, Count Jonathan, you said it so easily, do you know how much damage the war launched by the orcs has caused to the kingdom, and you still cooperate with them." Before Jonathan could finish speaking, a nobleman standing in the crowd stood up to object, "When did the evil forces of the Western Continent give up harassing our Eastern Continent, why can the orcs ignore this when they start a war, and we must take care of the overall situation." ”

The nobleman's discovery was supported by many around him, and they all spoke out in support of the nobleman after they exchanged ears.

But it was clear that their support upset those who stood across from them.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, an old man with gray hair widened his tiger eyes, and a huge momentum instantly burst out from the old man's body, filling the entire hall, and when this momentum burst out, a middle-aged man standing beside the old king immediately stepped forward and blocked the momentum for the weak old king.

"Aniston, this is in the conference hall, what are you trying to do?" After waving his hand to signal the middle-aged man to step back, the old king raised his eyes and looked at the old man standing at the front of the group of nobles standing on the right side of the hall below.

"I'm sorry, Wang, I just can't bear my temper, I can't imagine that when the entire Eastern Continent is threatened by evil forces, there are still people with their own little calculations." When the old king raised his eyes, the Archduke of Aniston retracted his momentum and turned into an old man like the usual old man on the street, and he couldn't imagine that this was the mighty Grand Duke of the Kingdom just now.

"Old barbarian, we just think that the kingdom has suffered heavy losses due to the war and can't help the orc kingdom much." An old man who had been standing on the left side of the hall with his eyes closed and not speaking, and who was about the same age as the Grand Duke of Aniston suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Aniston and spoke.

"Hmph, old fox, can a pitiful batch of supplies plus a squadron of soldiers be called any assistance?" Seeing the old man speak, Aniston immediately turned his head to look at him and retorted.

"Then what do you want, send a few legions over." Unlike the angry appearance of the Archduke Aniston, the Archduke Winster has always been tepid, and only speaks very slowly.

"Don't forget, the western border that you have guarded for almost your whole life is not very stable, and every year madmen from the western continent cross the Andes Mountains to harass the kingdom. At a time when the kingdom had just lost a lot of good soldiers due to the war, I really can't guess what you were thinking when you sent a few legions to aid the orc kingdom. ”

"Hmph, there are still a few Guards in our kingdom, so there's nothing to worry about. Moreover, I believe that the excellent lads of our Western Army Group will be able to block the harassment of the madmen of the Western Continent. ”

"Harassment? What if those lunatics suddenly invaded. Archduke Winster glanced at Archduke Aniston for a moment, but many in the hall noticed the mockery in the glance.

"You!" Obviously, even others had noticed, and it was impossible for the Grand Duke of Aniston not to see it, and he glared at him, and a wave of anger surged directly into his heart.

"Okay, don't quarrel with the two Aiqing." At this moment, the old king suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted the quarrel between the two.

As soon as the old king finished speaking, Archduke Winster closed his eyes again and stood there with a sleepy appearance, and Archduke Aniston also turned his head angrily after glaring at Archduke Winster.

Looking at the movements of the two Grand Dukes of the Kingdom below, a trace of mockery suddenly flashed on the old king's face, and it was fleeting, and no one below noticed it, only the middle-aged man who had been standing beside the old king noticed this expression.

Secretly glancing at the old king with an indifferent face, the middle-aged man suddenly sighed in his heart, and looked at the two grand dukes of the kingdom below, he knew that the atmosphere of the two grand dukes who would do something if they didn't agree just now was just acting.

How could the same family, which has been standing for 800 years since the founding of Reiner, not collude with each other at all, otherwise they would have been swept into the garbage heap of history by the royal family that looked at the three major families unpleasantly. And in order to reduce the royal family's fear of them, these three families have always shown an incompatible appearance in the outside world, but in fact, the three families have always been supporting each other.

"Jonathan, go ahead and say your opinion." After the two Grand Dukes had ceased to speak, the old king struggled to raise his hand and motioned for Jonathan to continue his interrupted opinion.

Jonathan sighed in his heart, he naturally noticed the old king's jealousy of the two archdukes, but he knew that this was not something that his little earl could participate in, even in the eyes of many nobles in the hall, he was considered a powerful earl, not only had a vast fiefdom, but also controlled one of the most elite legions of the kingdom garrison.

However, Jonathan is very self-aware, knowing that with the little power in his hands, he is just an object that can be wooed by the three major families and the royal family, and if he really provokes these two, they can easily destroy themselves.

To be honest, although Jonathan is a king-honoring faction, he has always felt that the old king should not be confronted by the three archdukes at this time, and now is obviously not the time to fight with the three archdukes.

However, it is a pity that Jonathan, who is in the eyes of others and has a high position, is only a small role in the eyes of these two forces, and he can only helplessly suppress his thoughts, raise his head and correct his expression, ready to say what he has been interrupted.