[This is the best of times, the golden eagle is tired and flapping its wings, although its wings are still powerful, but it has long lost the vigor of its youth. The beasts hiding in the darkness watched silently, their red eyes and quietly sharpening their weapons in their hands, waiting in silence. The little golden lion opened its big round eyes, sniffed lightly with its moist little nose, and looked curiously at this strange world. 】

"I don't know if a hundred-legged insect dies but doesn't stiffen, and the empire doesn't die. All I know is that whatever the future holds for the Empire, this must have nothing to do with me, and that this is clearly the worst of times. ”

This is indeed the worst of times, there is no computer, and you can't learn new postures under the guidance of the teacher. The conservative ladies always dragged their long skirts and pretended to be elegant in a strange tone, and there were no snow-white white legs to look at. And, that strange food that even foodies can't accept.

People don't build tall castles just to establish their authority. In this era of precariousness, only hard steel and thick walls are the only things that can make people feel at ease.

"Perhaps." The ball of light didn't argue, and rarely, the lazy guy floated out of Cynroth's long hair. It seems that he has been lying down for too long, and the ball of light is bouncing in the air, looking like he is doing gymnastics. The round body absorbed the little light in the air, and it turned round again.

"Alas, fat again, when will I be able to turn into a sexy gourd shape"

The guy looked a little sad. It's like a girl who is troubled by her body and weight. But his cold voice was too much to sympathize with—and besides, there was nothing to see about the gourd.

Sinloth looked at Governor Louis's handwritten letter in his hand, ignoring someone bouncing in the air. Rolling balls of light. The Viscount's fingertips tapped lightly on the tabletop, slowly falling into deep thought.

The older the country, the more rules are broken. Even if the emperor really wants to promote someone, it must be in accordance with the Basic Law. There is no problem with the loopholes within the rules of the game, but this time, although he also calculated his strength when the Normans attacked at night, he was only promoted to viscount this year, and now he has received a promotion order from the earl. Eliminate the time the Emissary is on the road. Other words

As an emperor, although he has the right to act willfully. But we still have to abide by everyone's rules of the game. Emperor Basil broke the rules so much, and promoted him twice in a year, which is already very telling.

He really didn't have much time left, and he couldn't take care of it too much.

His Majesty the Emperor sits on the entire empire. But death does not care about earthly authority. Sinloth sighed slightly, and put away the letter. When the war in the north is a little more peaceful, go to the docks of Governor Louis, after all, he is also his nominal vassal. Since they are already earls, they haven't even seen their bosses, which is really unusual.

If possible, take Ellie back to Byzantium.

Xinlos casually took a piece of paper and wrote down today's feelings on it. But just as he finished writing what he was holding and was about to get up. The ball of light jumped up and down in front of him again.

"The system upgrade starts 1% 99% 100% the system upgrade is completed, and the system is upgraded to version 2.03."

Sinloth squinted. Look at this fat bastard. There's no doubt that this boring guy has patched himself up again. The last upgrade eliminated personal values such as strength and replaced them with more abstract numbers such as military. And this time, I don't know what will change the system.

didn't make Xinlos wait long, patched himself, and successfully made himself fatter. The ball of light floated slowly back into his long hair. And a new attribute bar also appeared in front of Xinluos's eyes.

【Search starts, target locked, search completed, start update】

After a short load, a large string of blood-red hints appeared in front of Sinloth. The blood-red glow was too harsh. Cynlos couldn't help but squint his eyes.

[A weak claim can be used!] 】

[There is no family heir! 】

[A title can be created!] 】

[The head of the house is unmarried! 】

[Vassal Succession Crisis!] 】

【Choice Ambition】

The so-called right of claim is also the meaning of the right of inheritance. As for why there is a difference between strength and weakness, it is because of gender and the estrangement from the blood relationship with the lord. For any family, if it wants to continue, the choice of heir is extremely important. The so-called right of claim is a product developed on the basis of this principle.

Since his family knows about his own affairs, Xinluos's family is thin and has no relatives, and the brothers' parents have been dead for many years. Although his elder brother has inherited another family, as the only relative of Andiel, Sinlos should have a strong claim, not a weak claim. Sinloth clicked on the first option with some confusion. Sure enough, it was Ellie's smirkling bun face that jumped out.

Sure enough, it was Ellie.

Ellie is not an illegitimate daughter, because Isabelle is being married by the Demon King Ming Media, and Isabelle, as Basil's only daughter, naturally has the right to inherit the empire. Limited to Ellie's gender, it's normal to have a weak claim. And with the characteristics of Ellie's [purple-clothed nobleman].

If Sinloth slaughters the current crown prince and asks Basil to change his mind, then Ellie is actually the first in line to the throne. However, if Sinloth really did this, the group of dukes of the empire would definitely go crazy with joy, and then raise the anti-flag Qingjun side.

Cynroth rolled his eyes and skipped the first option. Letting her daughter become a real princess is undoubtedly a very big temptation for Sinloth. But Sinloth understood. Behind that glory lies the dangers and responsibilities.

Sinloth asks for nothing but Elle's happiness. Something too heavy, Cynroth didn't intend for Ellie to bear.

The Earl's gaze remained unchanged. looked at the second option: "Why doesn't God have an heir, Ellie is not my daughter?!" Nanoka is not my daughter?! ”

"Governor Allen has stipulated that Ireland is using the law of equal male inheritance."

The male equalization inheritance method, in other words, is a rabbit statement, that is, the Tui En Order. The more males there are in the family, the more territory they will be divided into. In the long run, there will naturally be no strength to compete with the central government. Governor Allen's hand is quite ruthless - Ireland has been disobedient for a long time. Governor Allen didn't bother to be verbose, and directly weakened the nobility of the Irish County in this way. But because he was the governor. Not only does it have great power, but there is also a behemoth like the empire standing behind it, so he dares to play this hand.

If there is no heir, the territory will be recovered by the emperor after the death of the lord. There are two paths in front of Sinloth now. Or wait for Ellie and Nanoka to recruit people when they grow up, and strive to give birth to a grandson and inherit the territory in the name of the grandson.

Or intercede with Governor Allen. However, this is not a difficult task for Sinlos, after all, Basil handed Desmond to him, and originally planned to let Ellie inherit Desmond in the future as the foundation of his life. Governor Allen must have known this, and compared to a certain Earl of Ormond, Sinloth really didn't have much of a problem here.

However, it would be better to go to the door and say hello later, and Sinlos silently noted this. It's true that everyone has a tacit understanding. But some things always have to go through a process.

Having solved the second problem, Sinlos turned his gaze to the third hint. After gently clicking on the prompt, only a small line of small text appeared.

[A title can be created: Earl of Glamorgan.] 】

County of Glamorgan? Where is that?

The empire is vast. Sinloth couldn't figure out where this territory belonged for a while. And as mentioned earlier, the Fanzhuo family does not have the de jure territory left by the ancestors, and this title of earl is really weird. What's more, the poor put aside the controversy, and the big is since ancient times. With Desmond's current strength, even if there really is a territory there. When he goes to get it, he doesn't have the strength to keep the territory with the intervention of other peepers.

I'll look into this later. Let's take a look at the other tips first.

[The head of the house is unmarried! 】

This is different from the three above, and Sinloth really can't refute it. However, in his heart, he had already made up his mind to let Mariana be his wife, and he was not in a hurry. It was only out of some curiosity that Cinnroth clicked on the hint anyway.

When Sinloth clicked on the prompt, two more prompts popped up in front of his eyes. To be exact, two stickers. On the left is himself smirking at scissorhands, and in the big head sticker on the right, women's faces are flashing quickly, and their names are displayed on the ground of the faces.

The faces and names of Izaris, Elias, Alice, Evas, and Michael flickered so fast that they had turned black in Sinloth's eyes, and Sinlos didn't have time to look closely.

"Wasn't this something that was set from the beginning?" Sinloth rubbed his eyes, staring at them for a few seconds before at least a thousand faces and names jumped over. Even if Sinloth didn't have face blindness, it was impossible to see clearly at such a fast speed: "Don't choose, it's Mariana." ”

[Lock Mariana. Lampey Roadji】

With the cold sound of the ball of light, the flickering figure on the right suddenly stopped. The black-haired beauty wore a small golden ring on her head and smiled softly at Cynloth. The lady winked mischievously at Sinloth and disappeared into thin air.

This is solved, so the next [vassal succession crisis!] 】

You don't have to click on this, and Sinloth knows what's going on. Roland and Bismal are fine, but the others are still single! It's a single! Can there be no succession crisis? Sinloth touched the Abyssal Crown that hung over his shoulders and fell into thought. It may be too late this year, if this group of bastards doesn't get married next year, then don't blame him for messing around with mandarin duck scores.

As Xinlos pondered how to arrange the other half of his life for these young people, the words of Arian Heard, a figure with holy green eyes, suddenly appeared in his heart

In all fairness, Sinloth was a little reluctant, and to say that he had no idea at all would be false. But Mariana, alas, more about it later.

Xinluo sighed lightly in his heart, actively ignored the small [concubine] option behind him, and set his eyes on the last hint.

It's ambition.

What ambition could he have? But I just want my family to be happy and healthy. But now that the system is listed, let's take a look.

[Choose ambition. 】

[1. Blood Moon Millennium: Let the Iron Curtain of Van Zhuo cover the world! 】

[2. Blade of Chaos: Let the world tremble under the iron hooves of the Reigard Empire!] The rays of the sun do not set from the territory of Britannia! 】

[3. Savior: Burn my body, raging fire. There is no joy in life, and there is no pain in death. For the good to eliminate the evil, but the light is the same. Joy and sorrow are dust. Have mercy on the world, and there are many sorrows. Have mercy on the world, and there are many sorrows. 】

[4. Lord of Darkness: I will save the world, I will destroy the world.] 】

[5. Hug my son: I want a healthy son. 】

[6. Hug your daughter: I want a cute daughter. 】

Without hesitation, Sinloth chose the sixth option.

"Can you be serious, the middle two breath of the first four is too much, and I blush when I look at it. Ever since I was eight years old, I "seemed to be utterly despaired of a taste for a certain asshole," and Sinloth held his forehead before he could say a word.

"You can change it from now on."

The ball of light flickered twice, and instead of making a sound, silently put away all the hints, burrowed into Sinloth's black hair and disappeared.

The hints of the orb of light always have their own unique usefulness, and they always reveal some important information to him, intentionally or unintentionally. The so-called secondary two is just a lie. If you really want to do it, why bother with what other people think? But for Sinloth, he really doesn't have the leisure to chase these things at the moment.

Some people believe that conquering the world, becoming the master of all things, and enjoying the boundless glory is the greatest happiness in the world. Xinluo doesn't think so, seeing the happy smiling faces of the people he cares about every day is already the biggest reward for him.

People want to cherish their blessings, and if they pursue too much, they often lose more than they lose.

Having solved these, Sinloth breathed a long sigh of relief, and seemed to be a little more relaxed. He subconsciously stroked the Abyss Crown, left the study, and walked towards the hall. He was promoted to count, and the group of people under him were happier than himself, and they were gathering in the hall not knowing what they were doing. In order not to make any more trouble with that Bastard of Hermint, let's go check it out.

"Strange, how do you feel that the Abyss Crown seems to be a little bigger than the original, is it an illusion?" The Count blinked his black eyes, a little puzzled on his face. It's just that unlike before, in the dark eyes, a fiery red bird raised its head high, raised its wings and spread its wings. (To be continued)

PS: The Earl of Glamorgan, whom you want