"Well, the idiots who became independent from Morakot and then were defeated and driven out of their homeland? Tsk, they're heading to the conference room. It's strange that they have a part in today's meeting? Paul looked at the robes who were walking up the stairs.

"What's so strange, there are a lot of people here today, people from all seven major regions, cities with a bit of cards, all sent representatives, plus this group of fools living in the disputed area on the border between the two countries, it's normal."

"Hmm, are there so many? Obediently, today is not a festival, and I haven't heard of any activities recently, why did so many people gather all at once? Paul was a little confused.

"Hehe, how else can it be dropped, isn't it the bad news from Wangcheng. Didn't you notice the other day? In the entire Shangcheng District, you can hear the wailing~ As long as someone in the family is on an errand in Wangcheng, it will definitely hang a white 'peace flower' at the door. I estimated that the dozens of people who went upstairs were basically relatives who were executed in the royal city. Roque said this with a hint of amusement.

"Tut-tut, I really can't imagine that the king, who has been in the bag for more than ten years, will suddenly be in trouble~! Hey, Roque, you say, could it really be the same as the legend goes, the king went crazy?! ”

"It's hard to say, the previous king V endured it for decades. Even if the chamberlain sent to collect taxes 'fell into the water' and died, he endured it for life, and the king of this session was good, and he directly washed the entire southern faction in blood~ Tsk, it's really crazy. ”

"Hey, it seems that eighty percent of these people have come to discuss how to fight against the royal court? Is there really going to be a war? Oh, my God.. Paul was a little unacceptable that for people like him who were born in the South, the word war was always far away from them.

"No problem, the price of food has risen by 20% in the past few days~ Plus that group of noble lords, they began to recruit mercenaries on a large scale, this battle is decided!" Roque was a little distressed, the profiteers in the city raised the price of food every day, and as a bachelor, he was crucified in the hotel again, and he didn't know how high the price of food would rise in three days. At present, we can only hope that Mr. Hausen can give enough overtime allowance.

After listening to the analysis of his predecessors, Paul felt that it made sense, and was about to continue to ask for advice, but he saw Mr. Hausen, followed by a white-haired man in a rich robe, standing on both sides of the gate, and greeted a short, white-haired and half-bald old man.

"Roque, who is that person? Oh, the one at the door, I actually want Mr. Hausen and the city lord of Hawke to greet him! I don't think I've ever seen this big guy, huh? Paul touched the arm of the senior next to him and motioned for him to look at the door.

"Well, I haven't seen it yet. This is unusual, he is also dressed very plainly, just a black formal suit, no heraldry, no ornaments, not even a follower. Hey, it's strange, except that I can see that the face is a southern face, and there are no other clues at all. Roque looked at the old man who was guarded by everyone in the middle and gradually walked up the stairs, and he was extremely puzzled in his heart.

This distinguished guest, who was surrounded by everyone attentively, was naturally Walter, the former Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Kingdom. Morality. Lever. Forspo. He was ushered into the conference room and ushered into the front of the table.

"Gentlemen, may I introduce to you--- this is Walter. Morality. Lever. Phosbo, a survivor who escaped from the royal city and escaped from the Mad King's captivity. Today's meeting is presided over by him. After the city lord Hawk introduced everyone in the room, he sat down on Walter's left side.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Walter did not pretend to be reserved, stood up directly, and went straight to the topic of the meeting:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are all rulers or agents from all the major cities in the south. I am sure you are aware of the terrible things that have happened in the royal city. Because of a small conflict of interest, and innocuous mistakes. They were treated extremely unfairly, almost all the officials of the southern faction were arrested and imprisoned, and the vast majority were sentenced to death! No arguments, no forgiveness, that cold-blooded tyrant, executed almost all innocents. Some of them are your blood relatives, and some of them are your in-laws. I know that all of you have been immersed in grief these days. I personally sympathize with it, but, ladies and gentlemen, I have escaped from the royal city by luck, and at the risk of being plotted by the tyrant's minions, to unite you against the tyranny of the tyrant! ”

After Walter finished speaking, he rested for a while, and saw that everyone was not moved by his speech in the slightest, only a few looked at him, and most of them were in a daze, and even closed their eyes and fell asleep.

(They're all selfish bastards!) Luckily, I still have a back hand in my hand. The corners of Walter's mouth showed a sneer.

Walter waited for a while, but the room remained silent. He could only continue to speak loudly with foaming at the mouth: "Gentlemen, don't you have the slightest worry? That tyrant killed innocent courtiers, your relatives and friends, and took away what little of their possessions they had! Oh, I heard there's training for the new gentleman, well, that's what should be used for that. And this new monarch, in the near future, will unite the monarchs of the southern institutes and sweep the south. Ladies and gentlemen, if we don't want to be guillotined like the poor people in Wangcheng, then we must seize the precious time we have to try to protect our families and our own property! ”

"Dear Mr. Forspo, please allow me to interrupt~" A strong man with short curly hair with a gentleman's beard stood up, and Walter recognized the man's identity --- Kolode. Feng. Sandlow. Kuropo, the second son of the lord of the city of 'Zimmer'.

This strong man, with a tall body rarely seen in the South, bowed slightly to Walter, who was in the right seat, with an elegant posture that did not fit his appearance and body shape, and then addressed everyone in the room in an elegant tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, there is something I want to announce to you. Although it is not appropriate at the current time and the current occasion, I still have to say it. ”

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Kolod spread his hands and said apologetically: "Ladies and gentlemen, in fact, no relatives of this family were killed in this disaster, and the Kulobo family has always been a staunch supporter of royal power, and they are royal faction. Therefore, on behalf of my own family, as well as the major families of 'Zhimashi', I withdraw from this meeting. Everyone, I'm leaving~"

Everyone in the room immediately became confused, and a few people who were sleeping on their stomachs woke up in an instant, and began to talk to each other in a small voice like everyone else. Seeing this scene, Kolode felt more and more that it was right not to wade into this muddy water, and greeted the guards not far behind him, and was about to leave his seat.

"Quiet! Be quiet! Walter shouted loudly as he slammed the conference table in front of him.

The conversation stopped, and even Kolod stopped walking, and he looked at Walter, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Mr. Fospo? ”

"Ah, of course, it's still a big deal! Others can also listen to it~! Walter said with a smile as he motioned for Claude to return to his seat. Claude, who was about to leave, had to sit back in his place, and unlike before, this time, he was a little anxious and could not maintain the grace he had always maintained.

"Kolode, this bloodshed in the royal city is indeed not your family's share. But believe me, you won't be able to escape the royal reckoning in the future. Walter ignored Kolode, who was about to speak again, and slapped his hands down at him, signaling him to pause.

Glancing at everyone in the room, he continued: "I know that many of you here, in fact, there are a few others who have the same 'good luck' as the Kulobo clan and have not been liquidated. However, it also suffered losses, didn't it? Walter used a mocking tone, causing many people in the room to look unpleasant.

"Humph! Say whatever you want! In the royal city, who hasn't ordered their belongings! A little bit of possessions~! You want to pull us into the water, but it's against you? Old thing, you're not dreaming! A bald man stood up and yelled angrily at Walter.

Walter looked at the man and smiled coldly: "Heh, it's the lord of 'Loklian' City, Osville. Feng. Thorin. Mr. Tecolo. You have lost more than a little property, you have lost nearly 100 catties of gold in the private minting inferior Quintal factory in the suburbs, not to mention the private coins, just talking about the raw materials for casting, and you have lost nearly 100 catties of gold. Plus your little cousin, plus a couple of nephews, all executed. ”

Seeing that the bald head of this strong man was starting to turn blue, Walter continued to say proudly: "No wonder you came to the meeting in person, well, speaking of which, your territory is the closest to the northern royal family, right?" In the future, the prince will go south, and the first unlucky one will be you~"

"That's just my cousin's personal behavior, it has nothing to do with me, I will pay a fine at most, and it's a big deal to send a son to the royal capital to receive punishment education. Don't try to drag me into the mire of rebellion. Oswell was poked in the sore spot, and the tone of the other party was really infuriating, and he also stood up, intending to leave.

"The quagmire of rebellion? Or was it dragged in by an old man like me? Walter stood up and couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the other man's annoyed look.

"What are you laughing at!" Oswell's eyes widened, and he looked at the other man angrily.

"Oh, sorry, it's unseemly." Walter paused, put on a serious expression, and said in an extremely serious tone:

"Lord Loklian, you have already participated in the rebellion, along with everyone in this room."

"You are talking nonsense, our family has been loyal for generations! It's not the same as your rebellion, we won't follow you to death! ”

"Oh, how dare you slander our loyalty to the royal family! I advise you to leave on your own, or we will send you to the royal city to be punished!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the room was like a steam cannon bursting into a cylinder, and the sound of quarrels and insults broke out instantly. Most of them got up to accuse Walter of slander and slander, while the other half looked at him contemptuously and got up and left their seats, intending to end the farce-like meeting.