Rousseff proposed to provide the low-level soldiers of the Lorraine Legion with a chance to awaken to the extraordinary in the name of the royal family, so that the soldiers knew that the royal family was the real ruler of the legion, and the Charles was just a commander who could be replaced at any time, so that the soldiers of the Lorraine Legion would slowly support the royal family and no longer serve the Chevalier family as the ruler of Lorraine.

Roseff's idea made the crown prince of Wembley suspicious, it was not a new means to control the backbone of the army with the opportunity of awakening transcendental, and the current various legions and noble private armies used this method to maintain cohesion, and Rousseff just grabbed the work that belonged to the Charles to do it himself.

"But father, if we distribute too many spiritual power induction potions to the commoners, won't there be more nobles appearing? We don't need so many nobles now, there are enough nobles in Florence now. ”

"You're wrong Wembley, it's not that we don't need nobles, but we need honorary nobles who don't have territories, and without territories there are no lords, and without territories there are no private armies, they are different from those nobles who have large territories, they don't have the foundation of power, and they can only maintain their nobility by being effectively loyal to our royal family. ”

"This country needs nobles, after all, we Augustine are the leaders of the aristocracy, if there is no noble, what qualifications do we have to control this country......? All the armed forces in the kingdom must be concentrated in our hands. ”

"All the armed forces?" Wembley hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "What about the Church? The Knights of the Church are very strong, we can't fight against the will of the Church, they won't allow us to concentrate all our power, they will definitely ........"

Wembley did not finish his sentence, for he saw that Rosseph's face suddenly became terrifying, as dark as the snowy sky outside the window at this moment.

"My son, will you tell Cardinal Crawford about our conversation today?" Rousseff's faint voice poured into Wembley's ears, like a seductive demon asking in his ear whether to give up his life.

Wembley was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a "poof", and replied tremblingly: "Father, I will never go against your wishes, everything I do is for the future of the family, for the glory of the family......."

"Wembley, I let you be Crawford's godson, but I didn't let you be his son, have you forgotten who your father is?"

“........”

"I'm sorry father, I will always be your son!"

Wembley fell to his knees, slowly moved to Roseph's lap, lowered his head and kissed his boots.

The wind and snow outside the window suddenly became violent, and the cold wind made a "whine" sound through the cracks in the window, and the small hall of the Isai royal palace suddenly became gloomy and very permeable.

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On snowy nights, the streets of Nasser were almost devoid of pedestrians, and even the most fanatical believers of light had returned to their homes to warm their bedding and drink.

But in the palace of the Marquis of Lorraine on Rue de Lutesia, there were a few guests who came in the snow.

"Charles, I'm an old friend of your father, I'm not here to steal your rights, and I really want to help you, after all, you don't have any experience as a leader. ”

A middle-aged man with a thin face and half-length black hair sat on the sofa in the guest seat, his face not blushing and his heart beating and saying things that Charr hated very much.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wiesenhauer, but my Lorraine Regiment has not yet begun to be formed, and there is no need for a deputy commander for the time being. ”

Charles sat on the main sofa, talking casually, while lowering his head and playing with his fingers, one moment into the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, the next into the Pegasus Meteor Fist.

Another visitor was Charles's acquaintance, General Philo, the under-chief of armament of the Flensian military department, and after seeing Charles' attitude of not raising his eyelids,

"It is precisely because we have not yet started to form, so we recommended the Marquis of Wisenhall to serve as the deputy commander, there will be many unexpected problems in the process of forming the legion, Charles, you have no experience in leading the army, you definitely don't know how to properly solve these problems, and the Marquis of Wiesenhauer has decades of experience in leading the army, which can just give you a lot of help........."

"Really, why don't you just let him be the commander of the Lorraine Legion?"

Charles's attitude is still very uncooperative, of course, no one will take the initiative to cooperate when they encounter such a thing.

He had just received the appointment of the corps commander on the front foot, and asked a group of knights to go to Lorraine to recruit troops overnight, and the military department sent a deputy corps commander to himself on the back foot, which was said to be a great help to him.

A person who is much stronger than himself in terms of seniority, connections, and prestige in the army is the rhythm of giving himself a big favor? This is obviously to set aside himself as the commander of the army and encroach on the rhythm of the entire Lorraine legion!

What's more, this deputy corps commander is still his own big creditor, holding his own lucrative IOU in his hand, do you choose such a person to assist me, do you want to respond to me with a pure heart?

Weisenhauer, who was sitting on the guest sofa, narrowed his eyes, and an oppressive gaze shot out of his narrow eyes, "Charles, since you have agreed to the king to be the commander of the Lorraine Legion, you should follow the military discipline of the army and obey the orders of the military department, I am your father's old friend, and I am also your uncle, it is better than someone else to be the deputy commander of this legion!"

Charles rolled his eyes, and said in the face of Wiesenhauer's coercion: "I promised His Majesty the King to form the Lorraine Legion, but I didn't promise to let someone else command the army for me, let alone let you be my deputy commander. ”

Charles directly tore his face, pointed at Wiesenhauer and said sternly: "When I went to Sbaya to avenge my father, you came to the door three times to force Olive to repay the money, and if Olive still can't pay the money, you will use my manor and mansion to pay off the debt, and the loan is not due yet!"

"We're scared when we see an uncle like you, and we want to keep you by our side as a deputy commander?

“............”

The sudden outburst of Charles caught both General Philo and the Marquis of Wisenhauer off guard, and Wiesenhauer was directly speechless in anger, and the meeting room was suddenly terrifyingly quiet.

After a while, a colonel's officer, who had been standing behind General Philo, walked out, smiled and said, "Count Charles, how can such a thing as debt repayment be regarded as persecution? You didn't know your life and death at that time, and you owed too many debts, and the Marquis wanted to protect his own interests, which did not violate the rules of conduct of the nobles!"

"Who are you?"

The colonel's officer raised his chin slightly, and proudly introduced himself: "Fasni Augustine, the thirteenth heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Florens, the liaison officer of the Lorraine Legion appointed by the royal family!"

"Get out, there's no liaison officer here, and you can't stand!"