Granty has a good looks, but Lomin is not a shocking handsome guy, and it would be strange if Shalim was just for the sake of looking at his face.

So, he must know something about the two...... But why did he know about the existence of the two and pay special attention to them?

It's only been a day since the two of them came to the territory, and it's not the so-called information age on Earth, how can the news spread so quickly?

You know, even in the 21st century, many of the world-shaking news will not be fully spread until a few hours later.

When it comes to collusion with cultists, this guy is probably the most suspicious...... However, people's ability to disguise themselves is very strong, and it is difficult to guarantee that the other two will not be real conspirators, and it is even possible that two or three of them have colluded with the cultists and pretended to be innocent, but the latter is relatively unlikely.

Whatever, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, not to mention Granty, an expert in dealing with cultists, Luo Ming's own cangyan is enough to form a must-kill.

In terms of force, he is not worried at all now, after all, there is an army of two hundred people and two knights to help, even if two sword masters kill him together, he is confident that he will surround and kill him.

Then there is only one thing to do, and that is to talk. Don't say anything that you can't get on the battlefield, and you can't get it at the negotiating table. In ancient times, there were columnists, and in modern times, there were all kinds of things that changed the situation of the war by diplomatic division, such as Italy, which repeatedly defected and pitted Germany again and again.

If you can be separated, you will be separated, if you can be frightened, you will be frightened, and it is naturally good to say who is defective, even if it makes the other side a little suspicious - these all mean that it will be easier for you to draw your sword and kill later.

With this in mind, he also walked into the big tent of negotiations.

Not as a simple mercenary, but as a squire, a retainer, and even a future knight, making his voice heard in the negotiations.

As for the identity of the squire, it is quite simple, Sherlock temporarily gave his name and the title deed that the old baron had given him to keep in reserve, and now Romin is a small landowner who claims to own nearly seven hundred acres of land in Miana.

Of course, these are to be returned afterwards, and the payment to him will be another whole piece of land.

Although there is no official title, Luo Ming, who has noble blood (self-proclaimed) and is a small landowner, even if he goes to see a formal baron, it is enough to become a guest, and naturally has the right to speak.

"First of all, I would like to say welcome to you. ”

At first, Sherlock also said nonsense with his eyes open—or rather polite words, in short, he couldn't quarrel all at once, he had to maintain a little demeanor.

"However, when I saw your faces, I fell into deep sorrow.

I, Sherlock Valentine, now want to ask only one question: Why do you hate me so much that you don't want me to see the Baron one last time when he is critically ill?"

There is no escaping this question. The blocking of information to the relatives of the deceased cannot be justified under any circumstances.

But after a moment of frowning, the boss Charion found a reason:

"Cousin, I also regret this matter...... Recently, since the Baron has not been able to manage well, there have been signs of an increase in the number of thieves in the vicinity.

The bodies of the messengers we sent to contact you were stripped naked and hung from trees, and the horses were gone, which must have been poisoned by the bandits. ”

Although this is obviously a lie, if you want to question it here, the other side can come up with more words to prevaricate. Sherlock then moved on to the next topic.

The slight fluctuations of emotions were quickly smoothed out by herself. You can vent your anger at any time, and in the alternative battlefield of the negotiating table, calmness is the most important thing. Whatever the reason, it's just a bullet used to shake the other side.

......

After about twenty minutes of meaningless arguments, it gradually moved on to the meat part.

The eldest Charion advocated that it would be most appropriate for him, the elder, to lead the family, but a knight next to him said lightly, "Isn't it more appropriate for the baron's younger brother?"

By the way, Charion's dad is dead. If we had to talk about the system of elder succession, then the other brothers of the baron would succeed to the throne, and the next succession would probably go to that person's children...... Anyway, it has nothing to do with Charion himself, how can he tolerate it?

As for the second Xia Lando, he didn't say much, basically just came to help, muttering a few words "You can't kill us quickly", "It's a brother", "It's not good to be greedy". It's basically a bunch of nonsense, and his sense of presence is relatively low, so it seems that he doesn't plan to be strong.

If you look closely, you can also find that this guy's eyes are bloodshot, and after opening his mouth, there is a little smell of alcohol, and he is really an alcoholic.

"After all this nonsense, is there any agreement now?

Now let's talk about something practical. ”

Suddenly, Shalim, who was only talking a few words, became serious in his eyes, and he cut to the chase as he spoke.

"Since no one is convinced by anyone, it is better to divide the family and divide the property. ”

The two knights, and his three cousins (one of whom was actually a cousin), looked at him in amazement, as if a rooster had laid eggs.

"Although splitting up is not the best choice, none of the brothers and elders will accept anyone, so if it goes on like this, there will definitely be a fight. ”

His fat face was filled with the color of "sincerity": "If you fight, the soldiers will lose a lot, as well as military expenses...... In the end, the noble blood of our nobles must also be spilled, right?

Let's divide the property now and sign a non-aggression pact to maintain stability...... No, wait, it's better to just sign an offensive and defensive alliance covenant!"

As if it had dawned on him, he stood up, and his fat belly accidentally knocked over a cup.

"How about picking out the best young man from among our descendants, marrying the woman of another family, merging the two realms into one, and coming down twice, and the four realms will be united again under one banner?

Or, in other words, our land will not be handed over to future generations, but by those of us who have lived four long hours to jointly govern the land of the deceased, and in the end, all the land will return to the hands of one man......"

If the first theory is even less feasible, the second is a joke.