Chapter 15 Refusal to War, Chaos

The news of the Lanris people's quest for war spread throughout the city of Muni in an instant.\\

In less than half a prayer hour, the small square outside the south gate of the academy was already surrounded by a crowd of black oppressors.

Everyone saw the young man named Kevin standing outside the academy. Behind him was a black carriage with the coat of arms of the Langrith family. Schilling didn't get out of the car, only gently lifted the curtain of the car window from time to time to show his scum.

Four knights of Lanris, dressed in demonic armor, rode tall horses and guarded the carriage, not moving. Coming out of the cracks in the cold mask were condescending and indifferent gazes.

A long sword, prominently stuck on the ground in front of the academy gate.

The whole square was in an uproar.

There are many ways to start a challenge. People with different occupations and identities all follow their own traditions and rules.

Mercenaries will spit on each other while hooking their fingers contemptuously, thieves will bare their teeth and show their opponents blades hidden under their tongues, and noble gentlemen will hand over war papers or throw gloves at each other to ask for a duel.

Sticking a sword in front of the opponent's door is also one of them. But it is the most rude and provocative of all the challenges.

This challenge is not an individual, but the other party as a whole. No one would do that in a personal challenge. Only fighter organizations such as the Knights, Mercenary Regiments, Martial Arts Gym, or Sword Sect will only use this challenge when kicking the gym.

Once the sword is inserted into the opponent's door, it means suing the opponent.

"Lao Tzu knocked on the door!"

It's not just a challenge for Roy. It's Kevin, Schilling, and the Lanris family behind them, provocatively and insulting the entire First Training Camp!

The bloody students clenched their fists, the instructors' faces turned pale, and the guards pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords. Supporters are even more outraged. Even in the face of the world-famous Golden Dragon Family, many people scolded on the spot.

This is Saint Solan, it's Lulian! Although the Golden Dragon Family is strong, it is not their turn to come here to make a statement!

Not to mention, standing here. Not Grand Duke Nishizawa of the Duchy of Lanris, nor Augustus, the future Templar Commander.

Schilling is just a small second-level butler, and Kevin is just an ordinary student who can't enter the Genius Hall in the Holy Sect Martial Hall!

Dogs fight people, nothing more than this!

Everyone wants Roy to come out and fight.

Being stuck with a sword in front of someone's house is an intolerable shame for anyone in the first training camp. Win or lose, Roy must come and defend the dignity of Training Camp 1. Prove the courage of the Lurians!

What everyone didn't expect was that that day, until the sun went down, they didn't wait for Roy to appear.

When the indignant cadets finally found Roy, he did not hesitate to refuse the request to fight.

"Don't go!"

"Why?"

"Why should I fight?!" Roy's eyes widened in surprise. "I don't have enough time to play this. I'll have to take care of any cat or dog challenge me, so I'm not too busy?"

People found that when they heard someone relay these words, Kevin, who was smiling and calm, had a stiff expression on his face.

"If you want to challenge, let Scarlett do it herself," Roy didn't finish his words, "then Kevin is something." Scarlett is?"

Roy's words immediately detonated the crowd in the square.

People reacted very differently. The civilians and the mercenaries laughed loudly and made Kevin happy. The noble knights and some old and serious people frowned.

In their opinion, no matter what Roy says, he can't hide the cowardly fact that he refuses to challenge. And what he said was really undignified for a knight - the boy was a hillbilly.

"Fart decent!" Roy didn't even bother to answer, "I want to let them go in the sun." Sir, I don't have the leisure to wait. ā€

It's okay if Roy doesn't come out. What makes everyone wonder is that. Gustas and the academy's top brass didn't even come forward.

In addition to the vice president Diarra and Farley of the S brigade and others came out to take a look. Then, without saying a word, he sneered and left, and no one responded positively to the Lanrithians' request for challenge.

Unable to bear it any longer, several supporters and elders rushed into Gustas's office. Faced with their questioning, Gustas had only one sentence.

"It's Roy's own business, and the academy will respect any decision he makes. ā€

The patriarchs couldn't believe their ears.

The other party had already inserted his sword into the gate, and Gustas, as the dean, actually had such an attitude.

Although everyone understands that Gustas is biased to protect his own children, if Roy does not stand up to fight at this time, then before it gets dark, the first training camp will become a laughing stock for everyone.

Emotionally, this is something that the supporters of Camp 1 who have supported Camp 1 for decades cannot accept in any way.

Even if you lose, it's better than being a turtle with a shrunken head!

The senators slapped the table with Gustas at that time. But whether they were hard or soft, Gustas gritted his teeth and did not let go. Over and over again is one sentence - let Roy decide for himself!

"Unexpectedly, the first training camp cultivated cowards who did not dare to fight. Later that day, Kevin dropped that sentence.

He rolled over his horse, looked around, and sneered, "Tomorrow, I will come again." If he doesn't take on a challenge, I'll wait here for a day. ā€

Kevin's agitation didn't work. Day 2, Day 3, Day 4...... Roy still didn't show up.

Watching Kevin come to the gate of Muni City Academy again and again, watching him contemptuously stick his long sword in front of the gate of the first training camp, everyone's face was hot. There is a fire in my heart, and this fire is getting stronger and stronger.

Things are fermenting day by day.

By the end of the day, the anger wasn't just directed at the Lanris.

"Smack!" In a weapons shop, the shopkeeper threw a sword heavily on the table, glared at the two first training camp students who came to buy weapons, and said loudly: "Fifteen Jin Lu Lang!"

"Why is it so expensive? This second-level sword is only worth a maximum of twelve Jinlulang. "The young people were a little confused. One of them shouted.

The shopkeeper waved his hand impatiently: "The other people from the training camp are here, and I will sell ten Jin Lulang." You people from the first training camp are here, and that's the price. A copper sani is no less. Don't get in the way of my business!"

The two trainees blushed and went out.

Behind him, there was a fierce spit from the shopkeeper: "Phew." Coward!"

"You fart, why is Roy cowardly?" In the tavern in the city, a mercenary slapped the table and said angrily to another mercenary beside him, "If it weren't for him in the Battle of Medin City, you would still be able to sit here and drink safely?"

"You should have done it all by himself, and without the other rabble brothers working together, he would have been able to turn the situation around alone?" the other mercenary sneered, "Besides. If he is really so powerful, why did he coax him this time?"

"You're cowardly, he must have a reason for doing this. The mercenary from earlier jerked to his feet.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care what reason he has, Lao Tzu knows that he has been bullied to the head. He's also a shrunken turtle!" Another mercenary also took the case.

"Fuck you, you're the shrunken turtle!" the mercenary from earlier was furious and swung his fist at it.

The two scuffled.

The companions beside him also joined the battle one after another, and for a while, they only saw the bowls flying sideways in the tavern, and the fists rained down.

"Don't you want me to support the first training camp in the future," in the living room of the small building of the manor, a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body and a ruddy complexion. Holding a wine glass, he shouted angrily, "Don't think I'll donate another penny to them!

"Don't be angry. Madame usually wiped the wine he had spilled on her chest with a handkerchief, giving her guests an apologetic look.

"I agree. Another gentleman also stepped forward, "At the same time, I also built yƬ, all the lords of our estates in the Vernia region, to unite to put pressure on Gustas. Either we fight, or we get out of the supporters. ā€

His voice had just fallen. An old man on the couch. And he stood up angrily, and pointed his staff at him. "Hey, I already knew that you were eye-to-eyed with the second training camp and wanted to send those little bunnies of your family in, so I could find an opportunity......"

The gentleman's face turned red and he said angrily, "Nonsense, when did I fall into the second training camp." Our family has supported the first training camp since my grandfather, but now what has happened? Everyone is laughing at us, don't you believe you go into the city to see ......."

"What does it matter to us if others laugh at others? We have been supporters of the first training camp for a hundred years, and when don't we send a few juniors in? You actually want to get out of it? Bastard, if you don't think about yourself, you don't think about future generations?" the old man said angrily.

"Yes, Dean Gustas I can trust, there must be some reason this time. Someone next to him chimed in.

"What's the reason, it's short-term. The other said, "No matter how short you are, you can't joke with the reputation and dignity of the academy, right?"

"I'm in favor of getting out of training camp first. At least we can make a statement on this matter and put pressure on them. ā€

"I disagree!"

A group of people suddenly made a big noise and made a mess.

At this time, a housekeeper rushed in quickly, "Gentlemen, no, the young masters are fighting?"

Everyone was shocked. I saw that in the garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, my own children were gathering to eat barbecue, and I don't know when they had already made a mess. The girls screamed as they lifted their skirts, and the boys scuffled in the middle.

"What's wrong?" asked the master aloud.

"Several young masters had a dispute over the matter of the first training camp," the housekeeper said with a sad face, "You know, sir, several of the young masters are in the first training camp, where can they hear these words, and they will do it without saying a word." ā€

In the garden, plates, knives and forks are flying, fists and feet are added, and in the living room, there is no sound.

The same scene happened in every corner of the city.

In these chaotic times, the people of Lulian seem to need an outlet to vent their worries, fears, anger and confusion.

They had enjoyed peace for hundreds of years, and could not accept that the world had become so cruel and unrecognizable overnight. They don't know where to go or how to deal with the raging war.

The world is so chaotic that they are at a loss. Everyone is impetuous, and the whole city is like a huge powder keg.

When the Lanris came here on an empty magic ship and stood in their familiar square to challenge, it was like being in this powder keg. Dropped a spark. And Roy's refusal completely set the city on fire.

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"Your Excellency. ā€

One of the attendants pushed open the quiet study door, silently walked through the dark oak floor, walked to Schilling's side, and whispered, "Viscount Rupert, Baron Gerald, and Baron Clive are waiting in the living room to see you. ā€

"Got it," Schilling said, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Soaking up the sun, the hand holding the cigar waved slightly, "Let them wait." ā€

The attendant bowed down and retreated.

The door of the room had just been closed, and the Earl of Wells, whose eyes were already shining with excitement, had already said flatteringly: "Your Excellency, you are really like a god! They couldn't sit still anymore and sent themselves to the door. ā€

Schilling smiled slightly, and accepted Wells's compliment. He was biting on a cigar, his eyes narrowing into a slit in the sunlight.

It's been seven days since I arrived in Muni City.

Ever since he heard the news of the battle situation revealed by Wells at the Tower of Babel, Schilling knew that he had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Archduke Adolf was undefeated early and undefeated late, but when he had just arrived in Muni City, the news of defeat and siege came.

For the war-torn Lulian, this was even worse.

For more than a year, Lulian had lost half of his southern territory. Almost all port cities fell into the hands of the enemy. This also means: This province, which thrived on trade, was losing blood every day.

Medicine, barley, salt, cotton...... The materials needed for people's lives are decreasing day by day, and the prices are rising day by day. Coupled with the fall of several grain-producing areas and military towns in the hinterland, Lulian has been suppressed by the Filiet army.

If it weren't for the victory in the Battle of Medin City, the overwhelming offensive of the Ferry army was stopped. Defended the last line of defense south of the city of Medin, on the edge of the Lulian Plains. I'm afraid that even Muni City has already fallen by now.

Since the resumption of the fighting, the Philip Empire has intensified its offensive.

More armies. Landing from ports in the south. More coats of arms of the Knights, appearing in the sequence of invaders. The empire, famous for its cavalry, is already firing at full capacity. Countless iron hooves are rolling in.

Thousands of Lulian refugees fled the rubble of their homes and marched north in groups. Their arrival has put great pressure on the cities in the north. Food shortages began to occur, law and order deteriorated, and many lords had even begun to set up checkpoints to refuse refugees to cross the border.

If Archduke Adolf is still around, then Lulian may be able to stabilize for a while. His family ruled the land for 100 years and won the hearts of the people. Even at the most critical moment, people have never lost their trust in him.

However, when he was surrounded by the Philip Army, isolated from a qiē message, and his life and death were uncertain, a qiē was different!

Coming here, Schilling didn't do anything. Just sent a letter to the family, and then visited a few prominent figures in the city. It wasn't until the third day, after receiving a reply from the family, that he asked Kevin to challenge Roy.

Letters to the family are no secret. He just sued the family about a qiē here, and then presented his own opinion.

In Schilling's view, the city of Muni, which had lost Adolf, would fall into chaos for some time. And this is a good opportunity to get up and down.

Adolf took most of the army with him, leaving only Fano and his more than 10,000 soldiers in the city. And this army not only had to defend the city of Muni, but also to bear several surrounding acropolises, and the troops were overstretched.

In such a situation, other lords and nobles may have other plans.

People are like this, they can share wealth and prosperity, but they may not be able to share weal and woe.

Especially realistic, fickle and hypocritical aristocrats. Among them, there is a lot of entanglement of interests and intrigues. They cooperate with each other but are wary of each other. Aristocrats everywhere are the same, and Lulian is no exception.

Although many people have followed the Loulian family since their ancestors, when they are in danger, they are bound to think of themselves. Preserving one's wealth, status and life is the most important thing.

Just like Wells, like these people who have come to see me today.

It was because of this that Schilling could clearly see the crack in Lulian's eggshell.

He carefully studied the current situation in Lulian.

Adolf's Chinese army, after being attacked by the Firetes, was defeated in confusion. On the battlefield, this is the most feared situation for commanders. Even if Adolf was able to gather the remnants of his army and gain a foothold, his situation would be extremely difficult.

Schilling was certain that Adolf would not be able to return anytime soon.

It is already the most optimistic estimate that he will be alive, even if the news of death comes in the next second, it is not unusual.

As the supreme ruler of Lulian, Adolf's body maintains the stability of the entire Lulian. As soon as he died, Lulian would immediately collapse. Without a leader, the noble coalition, the Coastal Mercenary Regiment, and the Bavarian Knights will all collapse.

Without loyalists, the nobles will have their own calculations, and no one else will be able to twist them into a rope like the Grand Duke Adolf.

And once Lulian himself collapsed, whether it was the Red Leaf Knights or the Twelfth Legion, it would be impossible to consume their troops in this quagmire. The only thing they can do is to preserve their strength and go back to the north as soon as possible.

It can be seen that the key now is Adolf's life and death.

This odd and stubborn old guy has always been the staunchest supporter of Solan's royal family. Especially after the outbreak of war, Edward was able to gain the upper hand in the fight against Donald, and Adolf's Lulian played a great role.

The victory in the Battle of Medin alone gave Edward the opportunity to form three legions and at the same time win over the nobles.

And this time, the focus of Solan's political circles is also focused on the south.

Winning this battle will allow the royal family to seize the initiative. At that time, the Lanris family had to face a powerful Edward who was supported by the Solan nobles. This does not do the family's plan any good.

Therefore, Edward can only lose!

If he wants to lose, Adolf must die.

Schilling can wait. Wait until Adolf's bad news comes from the front. However, this is not the style of the Lanrith family.

Faced with a chaotic Lulian, Lanrith's style is to cut off Adolf's last hope of survival, and at the same time, maximize the family's interests in Lulian. Tie Lulian, who belongs to the Solan royal family, to Langris's warship!

Schilling spat out a smoke ring, feeling refreshed.

It was impossible for a small second-level housekeeper to have the opportunity to preside over such a big event. But this time, I just bumped into such an opportunity.

In the reply letter, the family not only agreed with their judgment and plan, but also gave themselves great authority, and even urgently dispatched people over.

This is a great opportunity to show your strength!

In the past few days, my own arrangement has had an effect. What I didn't expect was that Roy actually chose to avoid the war. As Princess Elethea's guardian knight, his approach was more humiliating than losing the challenge.

Moreover, he lost more than just his own face. Or the face of everyone in the royal family!

Isn't the purpose of his coming this time to show off his might, so that the nobles of Solan can understand the strength of the Lanris family.

What could be better than this?

Schilling thought, looking at the time, and was thinking about whether it was time to meet with the nobles who asked to meet. Suddenly, the attendant who had just left walked in briskly and said excitedly.

"My lord, the Marquise de Joyce asks to see you. ā€

As soon as they heard the name, Schilling and Wells stood up and looked at each other in surprise.

"Please!".

Best Supporting Actor - Oliver, laugh to death, you really can. There are also brothers with fan value on top.

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