Section 270: Reenactment (2)

The old duke of the Roovd family stood in the arcade of the antechamber of the noble council, looking at the bustling crowd on the street outside, the father of the queen of the Movis family did not have any so-called non-anger and self-esteem, and looked like a very ordinary old man, a little rickety, a little squinting.

"Your Excellency, what are you looking at here?" A woman's voice rang out behind him.

"Ah, it's the little girl of the Marim family, how good it has been lately." The old man turned his head to look at the strong woman who walked to his side.

"It's not bad, Your Excellency, in today's meeting, those eastern Yankees will mention what aristocratic autonomy again." Mrs. Marim said this, and glanced down at the old man, "Your Excellency. ”

"Are you here to be a lobbyist for your old Movis friend?" The old duke smiled: "Children of the Marim family, do you know what I'm looking at. ”

"Not clearly, Your Excellency." Mrs. Marem shook her head.

"I'm looking at the people in this country who are busy trying to survive." The old duke looked at the street and said, "You don't know, when I was very young, the Roaud family was only a baron, my father was lucky enough to marry the duke's daughter, and then even more fortunately, the Chaos invasion that year, my mother's three brothers all died, so I became the first heir to my grandfather's domain, when I was only six years old. ”

"Your Excellency, are you telling me your story today?" Lady Marim asked, looking down.

"Yes, I'll tell you the story of a child struggling to survive in the world." The old duke looked at the street, his hands resting on the guardrail: "In the summer when I was six years old, I felt the malice of this world for the first time, and in the middle of the night, I was awakened by the chill entangled in my chest, and found a Demlow red krait in my chest, and it was the first time I had faced it so closely. ”

At this point, Madame Marim saw a red snake come out of his collar, and it wrapped around the old duke's neck, like the most affectionate couple embracing their lover.

"Fate opened a door for me, I awakened the talent of the druid, and the snake that was supposed to kill me became my pet, and on the autumn hunt, an arrow pierced the underside of my chest, and if it weren't for the fact that I had gone a little to one side, the arrow would have ripped open my lungs, not a huge cut under my ribs." When the old duke said this, the bell of the noble council rang, and he smiled: "Don't mention it, let's go in." ”

"Your Excellency......"

"I am first and foremost a great nobleman of the Sidney Union, and then a father." The old man turned his head and finished speaking, then turned around and walked to the council hall.

Lady Marym eventually had no choice but to follow.

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I have to admit that the meeting was very boring, and Mrs. Marim didn't want to listen to the nonsense of the eastern nobles above, and in the case that the north had not completely recovered the entire territory of the Ingmar Empire, these eastern nobles couldn't wait to rebel - yes, it was a rebellion, and such a forced palace was a rebellion.

The nobility of the major provinces of the eastern region unanimously wanted greater autonomy, and they forgot all this, the United Kingdom of Sidney has gone through seventeen dynasties, and at least thirty heroes with surnames have taken over the blood-stained crown from the hands of the previous kings, and the nobles of the United Kingdom of Sidney have never been so betrayal.

"I ask the Council of Nobles to start voting! Give the nobles of the provinces more convenient governance! Reduce tax collection by at least half the amount! The earl on the stage said.

He's nothing more than a puppet.

Mrs. Marim knew that the eastern provinces had always been rich, although they were not as good as the southern provinces, but the southern provinces had always been standard wall grass, and the southern provinces had always been led by the Rood family, and although the central and western regions from Goethe's Movis would be his strong backing, the northern provinces had always needed the support of money, food, and property, and if the eastern nobles offered them no conditions, then ...... Mrs. Marem would not have imagined.

"Start counting the votes! The counts of the northern provinces are invited to vote! ”

Since the proposal was made by the people from the east, then the vote should start from the north, and Mrs. Marim could only watch the betrayal of these northerners—not surprisingly, the support given by the central and western provinces was not enough to make the northern provinces face the pain of war, not to mention the recent refugee problem in the northern countries.

However, to Madame Marim's relief, at least half of the counts chose to side with Goethe.

The ensuing votes in the West and Central were not surprising, with the vast majority of the Earls continuing to stand under the banner of Morvis, and a very small number were also mixed with sand by the eastern nobles - after all, marriage was a real problem that could not be avoided.

Then there was the south, and to Madame Marim's surprise, most of them chose to agree, and at a time when the old Duke of Roodd and His Majesty the King had always been at odds, these southern counts naturally knew what to do.

Of course, most of the counts in the southern provinces were weak, and the largest area of Fort Carter did not even have an earl, which made Lady Marim feel that the free commercial city seemed to be the future direction of the kingdom.

Then there were the Counts of the East, and without any surprise, they all voted in favor.

So, the eight dukes who were able to decide the final answer began to vote.

First of all, the two dukes of the north, unsurprisingly, voted one for and one against.

The yes vote came from the Damlow family, who had intermarried with the eastern aristocracy three hundred years earlier, and they were a large piece of sand.

And the Duke of Janan, who is opposed, is his own man, and when everyone studied together, this kid was still Goethe's follower.

Then there were the two dukes of the West, with the Bliss family voting against and his neighbor, Duke Kanan, voting in favor.

This damn dwarf! The United Kingdom made him a duke! And how much he is giving back to His Majesty the King of this kingdom?!

Madame Marim was furious, she looked at the dwarf, but in the end she could only sigh - a dwarf, why should he be loyal to the king of this human kingdom, low royal power and low taxes would be the best friend of their dwarven chamber of commerce, wouldn't it.

Then the voting rights were given to the king, and Goethe chose against.

So the power passed into the hands of the two southern dukes.

The score is now two in favor and three against.

Madame Marim found herself ready for civil war - the Duke had voted for five, and it was all over.

Maybe there will be a civil war. Madame Marem thought so sadly, and at the same time thought about how to break the head of the old Duke Roodd before that - kill this old thing first, even if the Marem family was destroyed afterwards, and she, as the heir of the Marim family, could not have betrayed her.

On the contrary, these betrayers deserve to die for it.

First, Duke Chemira chose to agree.

Three to three.

Lady Marim began to gather strength.

Then she saw Duke Roaud holding up a sign representing the opposition.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Your Excellency, Duke Roaud, why are you doing this?" The Speaker asked very much.

"I am a nobleman first and a father second." The old man smiled: "Since the great development of the East, the Rooud family has always regarded Sidney Union as their new home, we are from the Eastern World, but we have taken root in this most remote western world, generation after generation of Roode family members have fought and died for this land, to be honest, I hate His Majesty the King." At this, the whole audience laughed, and Lady Marem laughed when she saw that even her king had laughed, and the Duke of Rood waited until everyone had laughed enough, and then began to continue his speech: "But I love this land dearly, and I can hate His Majesty, but I will not betray it." ”

The old man's words caused many nobles who followed Goethe to applaud.

Lady Marim is still frowning - although it is against four and in favor of three, the two dukes of the eastern provinces will definitely not leave a chance for His Majesty in the eyes of Lady Marim.

Sure enough, Duke Tamm, who spoke first, chose to approve.

All eyes were on the Sindelheims.

This is a very strange family, although they are Pansao cat people, they are the first to join the wave of human development of the western world, although they have always intermarried with cat people, but they have always been the nobility of the human world.

They, like the dwarves, certainly don't like high kingship and high taxes.

"Your Excellency Duke Van Num of Sindheim, do you have any comments?" Looking at the big cat sitting there, His Excellency the Speaker looked at him.

The latter yawned, then held up a sign representing opposition.

"Lord Fanham, you seem to have made a mistake?" Duke Tham's expression was a little strange.

"Yes, on behalf of the Pansio Cat People, I would like to pay tribute to the sincere allies of the Pansao Cat People, and wish His Excellency Marin a long life, and may his love with Princess Faye last forever."

The cat man smiled at this, and then bowed to Goethe: "The Sindelheim family has always been a member of the Sidney Union, it was so, it is now, and it will be so in the future. ”

Lady Marem turned her head to look at the dwarf, and saw that the dwarf had a look of disbelief, a painful feeling that he could still do this.

You dwarves really have solid heads.

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At the end of the meeting, although Duke Tamm was very obviously unhappy, but in the opposite situation, he could only wait for the next opportunity - it was about the adjustment of royal power and voting once every ten years, even if he was not happy, he could only come next time, otherwise the god of nobility would be on Goethe's side without a just hand, and the order of the nobility needed to be maintained, otherwise this god would have no reason to exist, and even his clerical camp would be distorted.

This made Madame Marem very happy - in ten years' time, her old friend would be a true legend, and the Morvis family would lead the kingdom even stronger.

Thinking of this, Madame Marim noticed her old friend walking towards the old Duke Rood.

They're not going to fight.

Madame Marem thought so, and then saw her old friend shake hands with the old duke, and then the old duke unexpectedly reached out and hugged Goethe.

Wait a minute, shouldn't it be beating each other with fists?