Hampshire, Hamp City.

Schilling sat in the study hall of the Lord's Palace, he was the lord of Hampshire, he was now close to sixty years old, his hair was gray, his body was thin, and his eyes were very bright.

When he was young, he spent time in the military camp, and his martial arts were not inferior to the knights around him, and he won the heartfelt allegiance of many people with his excellent strength. Now that I'm old, I still ride my horse to the barracks every day.

Grant stepped inside and greeted Shirling.

"What did you do in El Splitley?" Shirin said in a calm tone, and instead of looking up, he continued to write something on the paper.

"Participate in the spring hunt. Grant paused for a moment and said, "Didn't do anything else." ”

"What did you do in El Splitley?" Schilling asked the same question as before, his tone calm.

"Father, I don't understand. Grant was a little frightened, he looked like this was a sign of anger, and the calmer he was, the stronger the anger became.

Shirin put down his pen, picked up the paper on the table and blew it, the ink on it still dry.

"I heard you're having a lot of fun with a certain lord?" Shirin asked, putting down the paper, leaning back against the wide back of his chair, and looking into Grant's eyes.

He stood still, of course understanding what his father meant, and the news of the bet with Ravenwood came back, and this kind of shameful thing could not be concealed at all.

Hampshire was one of the most prestigious powers in the North, on a par with Ellspooly, and a failed bet on a spring hunt against a weak Ravenwood had tarnished the family's reputation, which his father valued most of all.

"It was his luck," Grant explained, "and if he had to do it again, it wouldn't have been like this." ”

It's just an excuse, there are only four people in Ravenwood, and Hampshire sends seven, even if they win, they won't be respected, and that's the only way to solve their own predicament.

"What about the business I gave you?" Shirin didn't care.

"It didn't work. Grant lowered his head, too obsessed with gambling to ignore his own task.

"Did you not do it well, or did you not bother at all?" Shirin asked, his tone not fluctuating in the slightest.

"That Leon is Jamie's son, and he looks like he is showing off his might, I really can't stand it, and I have to make him feel bad, so I delayed it. Grant went on to explain that the calm atmosphere unsettled him, as if someone had a knife on his neck.

"You think you're the heir to the title and you can ignore my orders? Shirin only showed a hint of anger at this point, and his voice became heavier as he spoke.

"Of course I do. Grant replied with a bowed head.

Shirin has three children, the eldest son, the second daughter, and the third son.

The eldest son is Shirin's favorite, he is tall, his style is very similar to Shirin, and he has been the sole heir to the title since he was a child. However, he was seriously wounded in the war twenty years ago, and his health has been poor ever since, and he died of illness fifteen or sixteen years ago, and the heir fell into the hands of Grant.

"Now that it's clear, why don't you carry out the order I gave you?"

"I'll do it. "Grant doesn't like to be treated like this, he is always inferior to the boss, he is the only heir to the title, doesn't he have the right to make his own decisions.

"Okay, when?" Shirin sat up straight and began to talk seriously.

"I've been approached by Albert from White Mist City, and they're going to put pressure on Helium County in the dark, I just need to stand up on the front and Fury will let it go. "Grant is very confident, he ignores Shirin's orders, and most of them come from the help of White Mist City.

"I just want to know the time. Schilling emphasized.

"Within five days. Grant assured.

There was a marriage between Hampshire and Herrimshire in previous years.

Klaner, Shirin's granddaughter, the daughter of the eldest son, she married Kharkov, became the new marquise, gave birth to a son last year, and it didn't take long for Fury to rebel and seize the throne, and now Klaner and the child are imprisoned.

Schilling gives Grant the task of using the opportunity of the spring hunt to negotiate with Fury to bring them back, which is the only thing he commands, but it disappoints him.

"Five days, is this what you said, or did White Mist City say it?" Shirin didn't believe it could be done.

"Why don't you believe me?" Grant was a little annoyed, he had already taken over a lot of affairs in the territory, and in the eyes of everyone, he was already the actual controller of the territory, didn't he have a little prestige when he said it?

"Can you trust the words of those vendors in White Mist City, and can I still trust you?" Shirin's tone was disdainful, in his opinion, only real nobles were real nobles, and the titles that White Mist City earned by doing business always made people feel unpopular. Working with them is like working with a cunning vendor, and it's very risky.

"Five days, five days to bring them back safely. "In order to prove his ability, Grant never changes the time. Even if White Mist City didn't make a move, he believed that he could make Fury succumb with his own strength.

"I'm telling you, Fury isn't Kharkov, he's not that easy to deal with, and besides, that Leon territory is next to him, right?" Schilling reminded.

"One south and one north. "Grant heard about Ravenwood's discovery of ore veins during his spring hunt, which is big news in the North, and everything related to Herrim County is on the radar.

Shirin didn't react, he thought.

He knew very well the current situation in Harrim City, and needed an exciting news to reassure people, Fury could not create it by himself, he could only rely on external forces, and the best external force was not Ravenwood Town.

In fact, Shirin had always underestimated Fury, before launching the rebellion, he didn't expect him to have such great courage, and now that the planned situation has been broken, he must find another way to continue the plan.

If Fury and Lyon unite, it will be very disadvantageous for themselves, and they must take measures to deal with it and find a gap from the possible alliance.

"You go ahead and deal with it. Shirin didn't want to say more, and waved his hand to let him leave.

Grant bowed, finally able to leave this suffocating place.

As soon as he reached the door, he met his nephew, Kelan'er's brother.

"Uncle. Matthew stood to say hello, he was not more than twenty years old, not too tall, fair-skinned, with brown hair, exactly like his father had been when he was younger.

"Hmm. Grant nodded, and turned around and left, having no feelings for this nephew.

Matthew went inside.

"Let's continue to learn *** affairs today, let's go and see. Shirin smiled, put the paper on the table into the envelope, and led Matthew out of the study.