"I'm against it, Helmint, your idea is crazy."

"I agree with Lord Bismarck, that the current title of count of Lord Sinloth has been earned by virtue of military merit, and there is nothing wrong with it. But the seventeen-year-old count was still too noticeable, especially in the context of the defeat of the imperial army, and it was time to keep his eyes on the dark and strive to develop the economy of the territory. When the Imperial Navy defeats the Normans, His Majesty the Emperor will inevitably be rewarded, and at that time, Lord Sinloth will not be so eye-catching. ”

"By then it will be too late, and now the eyes of the entire empire have been diverted by the Normans. Take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to act. Claes, don't you know that Duke Ed also chose this war with Norman? The Vanzo family has a shallow foundation, which is why they must always be the first, and I agree with Hermint. ”

"No, I think Bismarck's concern is correct. Ditohardt, this is not your usual style. It's good for young people to dare to think and do it, but I won't allow it to be a land that has truly received the gospel of the Lord."

"I agree."

"Mr. Andiel?!"

Helmint's idea was aggressive, but it wasn't necessarily impossible. This opportunity is really rare, and if you miss this one, you want to encounter a similar opportunity again, and I don't know when you will wait until you can do it. I'll just explain it to Sinloth. ”

“”

Vincent seemed to be wiping the cup in his hand carefully, but his ears listened carefully to the movement in the secret room. Vincent didn't have any other advantages, except that his ears were far sharper than ordinary people, and even if the six masters were hiding in the secret room of the tavern, he could still distinguish them word by word. His superb hearing combined with his calm mind made him a confidant of Detohardt.

The quarrel in the room was very fierce, even through the heavy wooden door, it was still a little leaky, but the six masters obviously controlled their own feelings, although they disagreed strictly, but they never fought.

It seems that a very important matter is to be decided, but why does such a thing not be discussed in the castle, but it has to run to Roland's tavern? Don't they know that people are talkative?

No, maybe not, what they were going to talk about didn't seem to be known to Lord Fanzhuo.

What is it?

"Hey, Vincent, do you hear that?" Roland didn't drink as he always did, but took small sips. Although a lot of wine bottles had been poured on the bar, Roland's eyes were still clear, "Don't try to lie to me, your expression has already told me." ”

The young man's originally smiling face froze, and he didn't know where the flaws came from. But the young man still put away his smile, and his expression was extremely solemn: "I'm sorry, Lord Roland, I'll forget about it." ”

Vincent admitted so candidly, Roland was not surprised. The relationship between the two is good, and Roland has no intention of embarrassing him, after all, he is a slave trader, and it is normal to have some strange occupational diseases. It's not for nothing that Vincent can be valued by that gloomy guy at Ditohart. In comparison, his good friend Giorno was far worse and deserved to be sent to prison.

"Don't talk about that, pour me another glass."

"Let me out!"

Earl Ormond screamed loudly in prison, but he was no longer full of breath half a month ago. The earl's hoarse voice was like that of a wounded beast, and it was terrifying. After returning to Desmond, the Earl was well cared for every day, according to Sinlos's orders. The soldiers under Sinloth knew that the stout man in front of them was the murderer of their robes, and the attack was really black and ruthless. If it weren't for Sinloth making it clear that he couldn't kill him, the Earl wouldn't have the strength to howl here.

"What's the noise, be quiet for me." Anyone waking up in their sleep is always very upset. And the bad-tempered Giorno is naturally the same. The young man smacked his teeth and slammed his foot on the prison door, "Dear Earl, this is not Ormond or your castle, do you want those soldiers to serve you?" ”

Earl Ormond's face was pale, and Desmond was only a few adult men, most of whom everyone knew. Now because of his connections, a lot of people died at once, and it is strange that those angry soldiers will let him go.

"I ask for treatment equal to my status!"

Although his face was still ugly, his tone had undoubtedly softened a lot. It's ridiculous to say that in the internal wars of the imperial aristocracy, everyone often chooses to spare each other's lives. It's not the so-called mercy that the church teaches, but the ransom and the kinship that can't be clarified no matter what.

Who knows if the man you hate so much on the other side is your second uncle? Besides, it's the other party who loses this time, what if it's yourself who loses next time? Under this inexplicable love, combined with the power of cute gold coins, many seemingly incredible things happened so naturally.

But this time the situation is different, since Duke Ed has already done it, he will definitely not be willing to leave trouble for himself.

"Aren't your conditions good enough? You see, there are cafeterias, toilets, bathhouses, and places for activities. Oh my God, what are you not satisfied with, and that's it for Lord Sinloth's castle. ”

Ma Tudan forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, resisting the urge to beat the other party's smiling face into a rotten watermelon. Desmond is sparsely populated and mostly populated by regular merchants, so the prison has been empty since it was put in order. However, the Earl of Ormond is a noble person, and obviously cannot be treated the same as the untouchables, and the Earl naturally enjoys a single room.

In his small prison, the Earl of Ormond was chained and could not even move his body freely. The clay bowl with a few corners missing contained an incomparably viscous unknown substance, and if only that's it, for revenge, for survival, as the natives of this world, Count Ormond believed in his stomach. However, when next to the pottery bowl is an extremely dirty toilet, it is different. And the so-called bathing place of this damn cell boss is the water dungeon below!

"You damn dog!" If it had been according to the Earl's original temper, he would have slashed it with a sword. But now that he was heavily bound, he only brought the soft sound of a chain. A moment later, the Count, exhausted, sat down on the ground again, his chest heaving violently. I don't know if I'm angry or if I'm really tired.

"Hmph."

Giorno snorted coldly, he knew that the intention of the respected big brother Ditohart to let him come here was to let him hone his irascible character. As much as he wanted to be patient, his nature was so hard to change.

Just as the young man wanted to return to the shadows and catch up on his sleep a little, the prison door was suddenly opened, and two figures in black robes appeared at the door. The two of them had their backs to the strong sunlight outside the prison, and Giorno couldn't see their faces clearly for a moment, so he had to bend down and hold the short sword behind his waist in a defensive posture.

"Mr. Giorno, please calm down."

"Miss Grindelwald, Miss Jonta?"

"It's better than anything else to see you in such spirits."

The blonde woman said polite words, but there was no trace of friendliness in her eyes. The girl with a beautiful face had a cold face, but there was nothingness in her pupils. The girl's eyes were wide open, as if she were looking at the Count, and as if she were just looking at the whole world in her eyes.

"Who are you? Was it the one sent by that bastard Fanzhuo? The girl's eyes were so terrible that it seemed that any emotion had left her body, and that she was just a shell. Even the Earl, who had always been bold and reckless, couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, "Is he finally scared?" ”

Ignoring the Earl's pretense of composure, the empty-eyed girl took out a thick stack of contracts and handed them to the Earl. Although Ma Tudan was suspicious, he still took the stack of contracts and looked at them carefully. The Earl has a bad temper, but he also understands that since he is in the other party's prison at the moment, it is best not to make the other party angry and suffer those senseless hardships.

It's just that the cell boss is really hateful.

"Transfer the document marriage contract marriage contract person, Dungal I will not agree!" With just a few glances, Ma Tudan understood the other party's intentions. Putting aside the obvious transfer deeds, the so-called marriage contract is nothing more than letting Sinloth himself or his subordinates marry his daughter, and after giving birth to a child, the child will naturally have Ormond's inheritance. And at this time, as long as he and Deng Jiaer are cleaned up again, Ormond will rightfully fall into the hands of Van Zhuo.

"Don't be delusional anymore!"

The earl's attitude was categorical, how could he agree to this kind of death? It's just that the girl named Grindelwald in front of her is still dead silent, and her eyes are chaotic without the slightest change.

"That's why I say, Gellert, how good it would be for you to give him a finger of death, and you have to make such trouble." The smell in the prison naturally can't be expected to be good, and the manly smell on the Earl, who has not bathed for many days, is incomparably ecstatic. Joachim frowned, and said to his senior sister: "If it really doesn't work, you can still let Lord Sinloth seduce his wife, anyway, with Lord Sinloth's appearance and talent."

Grindelwald ignored Joachim's thoughts, and the blonde girl tilted her head and crouched down to the Earl, her tone not rising or falling in the slightest.

"Lord Earl, do you want Miss Dungar to have another sister who is not related to you in the slightest, or do you want Lord Sinloth not to want you to die, nor do you want you to be well, and I hope you don't make it difficult for him."

The Earl's face sank, and the fact that no one had come to his rescue or tried to ransom him for so long was telling. Now that Rosa and Ed's group have already made a move, they will definitely not deal with him alone. In this situation, it is almost impossible to expect anyone to save him, so he can only rely on himself. Originally, she was allowed to go out because of Dungal's trouble, but now it seems that it has become an incomparably wonderful move. As long as Dungar doesn't die for a day, Ormond will remain their family's legacy.

The Count had thought so, but his wife

He didn't know what Fan Zhuo's talent was, but the appearance of that little white face really had nothing to say. If he really wanted to seduce his wife, the Earl could not convince himself to believe in the countess's loyalty.

Then, all he can do now is to drag the other party as much as possible.

"I need a little time."

"You have a day to think about it. Did you know, Lord Earl? In fact, dead people can also write and speak. ”

Grindelwald's body is full of ghosts, and there are even more unjust spirits wailing faintly. Seeing this, the pupils in Earl Ormond's eyes instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.

"Death, Necromancer"

The old Duke Ludwig closed his eyes tiredly and enjoyed a rare quiet time in his garden. The empire has been suffering from constant problems in the past two years, which is really exhausting.

Isabelle, the head of the Royal Knights, fled, the iron-fisted Duke Taylor was killed in battle, Basil was old, Conrad was seriously ill, but Governor Louis was in good health and could barely maintain the political situation.

But what about that? Louis was not young, and even if he died tomorrow, Duke Ludwig would not be surprised at all. Although it is said that Emperor Basil has made Charlotte the prince, His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson is too young, how can he suppress the group of dukes below?

Duke Alexios has been sharp in recent years, and his purpose is clear. An adult duke with the blood of the royal branch is really much more reliable than a young imperial grandson, and under this idea, Alexios has many followers. Prime Minister Osborne alone really can't hold him down. And as a dying old man, Duke Ludwig really didn't want anything to happen to his empire in his old age.

It's not that he is very central to the empire, but he is really the next generation of the family, and there is no one who has become a weapon at all.

Fortunately, he is currently a vassal of the law demon, and Governor Louis will not let Alexios' hand reach his territory no matter what, but this peace does not know how long it will last.

"Caroling, what to do"

The old duke stroked the family coat of arms in his hand, and he was extremely depressed. No emperor would want to see an extra emperor in his empire, and although he is still a duke, he is not a direct Carolingian bloodline!

is not Caroling's direct bloodline, and he can't find Caroling's Golden Eagle badge, and there are few descendants under his knees, so after he dies, what face does he have to meet those ancestors who have high hopes for him?

"The Carolingian blood will not be severed here."

The young voice wandered through the empty garden, and the old duke was awakened in horror from his own world, and he tried to straighten up, but accidentally flashed to his waist. The old duke clutched his waist in pain and sat down in his chair.

"Who? Who's there? ”

Previously entangled by various things, the old duke desperately wanted to be alone and quiet, so he broke away from all the guard knights. This was originally his castle, and there was nothing wrong with this move, but now it is in a deadly crisis.

Someone really avoided all the sentry posts and came to him?!

A faint mist began to spread through the garden, and no matter how much the old duke shouted, the sound could not reach the area covered by the mist, let alone attract the guards of the castle. After several failed attempts, the Duke said with a dark face.

"Who is Your Excellency, please come out and see me, are you still afraid of my old bones?"

"Good day, honorable Duke Ludwig. We didn't mean to offend, we had to do it. It was still the same young voice just now, accompanied by the faint sound of footsteps, and three completely strange people appeared in front of him.

The man on the right holds a cane in his hand, wears aristocratic costumes, and wears a small mask on his face. The man was full of opulence and elegance, and if it weren't for the wrong place, the old duke would have thought that he was a nobleman who went to a masquerade ball, and not a robber who trespassed into someone's house.

The man on the left seems to be a teenager? He didn't wear a mask, and his short green hair covered one of his eyes, which made him look a little weird. The slender boy is handsome and makes people feel good, but the one that the boy shows is full of malice.

And the one in the middle seems to be their leader. The young man's pure white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his pale, clean hand held a short wand. Although the three of them were dressed very differently, they had one thing exactly the same. Each of them had a white strap tied around their arms, and the same small black snake was adorned on their sides.

"Magician, what are you doing here?"

"Because we hear your call." The three people who came were none other than Helmint, Kempareira, and Blubland. Hermint asked himself if he was not strong enough, so he pulled two idlers. But now it seems like a good idea. Blublan was familiar with the upper nobles of the Empire, and Kemparella specialized in illusion, which brought him a lot of convenience.

"We are the Serpent of Virtue." In order to increase the persuasiveness, the magician came up with many methods. But Helmint suddenly realizes that he is patronizing a whole atmospheric and mysterious appearance, and even makes some changes to his clothes for this purpose. However, the reckless magician forgot to make up a nice name for himself - the Garter Knights, which is really a bit unspeakable.

"Yes, Eater Serpent. devouring his own sins in order to attain ultimate consummation. Talking nonsense casually, Helmint quickly brought the topic over, "We came to you with sincerity to cooperate." ”

"Cooperation? I don't have much to talk about with magicians. "The defeat of Philip has long been reported to the royal capital, not to mention how Alexios relied on this big fuss, for Duke Ludwig, he has become extremely wary of magicians. Although it is usually very easy to use, but in this situation, it is better to stay away.

"Yes, our great master, there is a great plan Yes, it is the Phantom Flame Project!" Having unconcernedly recounted a great plan that had just been hatched, Hermint continued, "And this requires your help. ”

Project Phantom Flame? Haven't heard of it at all

He kept combing through the information obtained by the Carolingian family, but the old duke never found any information about this plan. Although the Carolingian was weakened, her strength was still not to be underestimated. Either this plan does not exist zài, or

The old duke didn't want to get involved even more.

"So what? I don't want to be a part of it, so if it's okay, please leave on your own. Today's events, I will treat them as if they did not happen. ”

Since there are three magicians on the other side, their own life and death are obviously in the hands of the other party. He didn't expect the other party to listen to him and leave, but at least he had to hold on until his men noticed the anomaly in the garden.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with you, but if you still admit that you are a member of the Carolingians, it has something to do with you." Hermint reached into his bosom and solemnly took out a small box. The magician snapped his fingers, and the box floated into the old duke's hand.

The old duke was a little baffled, but in Hermint's eager gaze, he still opened the box. In an instant, the family crest that was originally held in the old duke's hand became extremely hot, and the old duke looked at the badge in the box, but a strange figure of a golden eagle appeared in his eyes.

"And my branch badge has a reflection of this brilliant figure, it will not be wrong to say the patriarch badge of my clan! Where is the owner of the coat of arms! ”

Looking at the old duke, who had lost all his mind and roared loudly without any manners, Hermint tugged at the corners of his mouth. The plan is really smooth, so smooth that the few plans that let him reserve have not had time to carry out, and sighing in his heart the paranoia of this group of old guys about the bloodline, the magician bowed and saluted: "The owner of the badge is none other than my master, that is, the current generation of Carolingian heirs, your uncle Fanzhuo!" ”

"Fanzhuo?"

[What's new, simple report.] 】

[1. The six vassals of Fan Zhuo went to the tavern to drink together, and they had a big fight over the question of who would pay. In the end, it was paid in advance by the passing Roland knights as the end. Here, we want to condemn this group of bastards who abuse their power. 】

[2. The Earl of Ormond strongly condemned the warden's poor service attitude while in prison, which is completely inconsistent with the main purpose of Desmond Prison's people-oriented approach. In prison, the Earl pointed out that even if the prisoners were to be abused, they had to be done in accordance with the Basic Law. He recorded what he saw and did not give up the opportunity to appeal. At this moment Desmond's doctors, Miss Grindelwald and Miss Joachim, had gone to consult with Earl Ormond to ascertain whether he was mentally ill. Now the situation has been initially controlled, and it is constantly being followed up. 】

[3. Desmond's head of foreign affairs met today with Ludwig, Duke of Lorraine, and the two reached a consensus on a Carolingian issue. During the meeting, the old Duke Ludwig pointed out the unwavering principle of the Carolingian question, that whatever is beneficial to Carolingian must be correct; What is good for Carolingian must be upheld principles. After the meeting, the two not only reached a consensus, but also completed preliminary consultations on many specific issues.

Xinlos didn't finish reading it, and turned over these pages of the system battle report that was obviously nonsense. The light ball has updated itself this time, but there is an additional [battle report] system, just

"How is it the same as the news I used to watch, and besides, wasn't Helmint sent out by me to send out invitations? That's enough time for him to run from Ireland to Lorraine? ”

The ball of light was silent and did not answer. Sinloth was helpless and continued to flip over.

[4. Desmond's First Fleet has completed its expedition and has entered the port, and is applying for repairs in the canal. 】

First Fleet? Desmond only had one warship, could it be that thinking of this, Sinlos stood up, closed the battle report, and threw it into the void.

"Anyway, let's go to the port first. It's going to be a wedding, but don't let anything happen to you."