Shortly after lunch, the military conference was held again.

But this time the situation was obviously different, there were more than a dozen heavily armed knights at the door of the conference room, each of them murderous, and I don't know why.

There are no fools or rookies who are qualified to participate in the military conference, and many people are a little uneasy when they see this situation. They whispered, talked to friends, and then made some private engagements...... In aristocratic circles, loyalty always has a limit, and those who insist on loyalty in the face of death threats are very few in any place.

Naturally, there was no requirement to disarm the conference room, and many participants subconsciously put their hands on their weapons so that they could draw their weapons at any time.

They don't know who they'll fight against, but it doesn't matter who they're fighting to protect themselves.

Soon, the meeting began.

The presiding officer was still the Marquis of Trensu, and the first thing he said was "Lord Duke, please."

The hearts of the people were tightened—if there was no major event, in general, in such a meeting, the Duke would only make a concluding remarks at the end.

If he needs to speak in advance, something must be wrong!

The Duke stood up, his gaze swept over the audience, and he sighed softly in his heart.

"As the highest level of the Molai Merchant Federation, I have no reason to surrender Thrace. He said slowly, "There are only five dukes in the whole of Molai, and if even the five of us have surrendered factions, then the country of Molai will be doomed." ”

After speaking, he looked at the Marquis of Trensu.

The Marquis of Terensu nodded, walked up, and announced loudly: "From now on, anyone who discusses the issue of surrender will be regarded as treason!"

The audience was suddenly silent, and everyone held their breath, not even daring to come out.

Treason is one of the most serious crimes, and if you get into this charge, not only will you die, but the whole family will be unlucky. It can be a downgrade, a serious deprivation of territory, and in the worst case, there will even be a catastrophe!

The Marquis of Trensu swept the audience with a cold gaze, and then stared at Yunero.

He didn't say anything, but Yunero understood what he meant.

With a sigh, Yunero stood up.

"It seems that the group of people outside the door are just for me, right?" he asked.

The Marquis of Trensu did not reply, but the heavily armed knights were walking towards him, and one by one they drew their swords, which reflected the cold light of the afternoon sun.

"I'm so stupid. Yunero sighed again, then smiled, "But you're not smart either." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the door.

The guards then closed the door to the conference room, and the sound of fighting, the clashing of weapons, the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh, and the screams of dying were ...... Mixed up.

The participants looked at each other, and they all saw sympathy, regret, and chill in each other's eyes.

It was clear to everyone that Yunero had made that suggestion in the morning out of sheer loyalty, and that there was absolutely no intention of treason.

For the aristocracy, protecting the interests of their own family was far more important than being loyal to the state, and Yunero simply followed the moral common sense of the aristocratic circle. Although many people oppose his statement, even those who have the most fierce attitude, and even criticize him with words like "traitor", do not really feel that he has even the slightest idea of betraying the country to seek glory.

Just kidding! A warrior who led a small number of elites to fight alone behind enemy lines said that he was a traitor? Friend, do you have a problem with your brain!

But the Marquis of Trensu still charged him with such a crime, and he didn't even give him a chance to be judged, and directly wanted his life.

This kind of thing, how can people not be sympathetic? How can they not regret it? How can they not chill!

But even so, no one spoke well for Yunera.

After all, he was just a new low-level nobleman, and he was not from a Molai background, or even a ...... He's not even a human, just a lizardman.

Who would offend the Duke for the sake of a lizardman with no roots?

Although the Duke did not personally give the order, everyone could understand that it was not the Marquis of Trensu who wanted to kill Yuneru, but the Duke of Norma himself!

At this time, everyone's hearts remembered the smile and sigh before Yunero went out just now.

As a lizardman, he is ugly and looks hideous and chills at any time.

But at that moment, looking at his smile, everyone only felt sadness and pain, as well as deep resentment.

Believe and be suspicious, loyal and slandered, can you have no complaints?

The fighting outside the door gradually subsided, and the last heavy footsteps came to the door, knocking lightly.

No one opened the door, but the sound of messy and hurried footsteps could be heard from a distance, and officers were giving orders in preparation for battle.

A somewhat hoarse voice let out a long sigh and said, "You'll regret it." ”

After saying that, the heavy footsteps gradually moved away, and soon after, the sound of fighting began again, and there was chaos.

The crowd was amazed—it was Yunero who had just spoken!

This ugly lizardman, alone in the face of a dozen heavily armed knights, actually won the battle!

After being shocked, they couldn't help but sigh deeply in their hearts.

Such a loyal and brave man ended up like this!

I don't know how many pairs of eyes looked at Duke Norma, although everyone didn't speak, and there was silence in the venue, but there was an invisible pressure on him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

His heart was a little frightened at the moment, and it was full of remorse.

It is unimaginable that Yunero can fight back in a one-on-ten situation!

Reality is not the heroic story of a bard, in the face of a heavily armed knight, a man who can fight three or four, is already a great warrior. Being able to face the siege of more than a dozen knights in the face of the absolute disadvantage of not wearing armor and no heavy weapons, and only killing them with a saber, Yunero's bravery is simply jaw-dropping!

However, such a warrior was lost.

If he died on the battlefield, Duke Norma would not be particularly remorseful, but he died by the sword of his own people, and died of faithful advice......

Duke Norma could imagine how bad his reputation would be when the news spread.

He couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, even though he knew he should be tougher at this point.

The Marquis of Trensu frowned and was about to speak, but the Duke of Norma shook his head at him and stopped him.

As an old friend, Duke Norma knew what he was going to say, nothing more than to charge Yunelo with more crimes—that didn't make sense, it didn't make sense at all.

How can a lie told with a mouth cover up the truth recorded in blood?

It is inevitable to do this kind of thing, be ridiculed, and be looked down upon by future generations. This is the price they deserve, this is the sin they have to bear.

(Perhaps...... From now on, there will never be any more Volunteers to help me...... ）

Duke Norma listened to the sound of fighting outside gradually subsided, bowed his head and sat down, and sighed.