Pars kept an eye on Bell's situation, and far from being as outsiders might have guessed, she didn't care about Bell's situation at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoActually, from the time of the Veneer tragedy, she had already noticed that something was not quite right in Bell's situation. If the aristocratic group intervenes in a rich city like Alexandria, she believes that it must be true and reasonable, after all, the profits brought by Alexandria's throughput have always made many nobles jealous.

But the aristocratic clique meddling in a remote countryside like the Bell Province made Pals, the Empress who knew the nature of the aristocratic clique very well, suspicious. What good things can be in that poor country that dogs hate?

The rebellion, which was supposed to be quickly put down, was slowed down countless times by the interference of the aristocratic group. Of course, at that time, Pars also had the meaning of permissiveness, she didn't care, but wanted to know what the hell these guys were doing behind her back. Whatever they were going to do, it would eventually be revealed, and at that point she would strike another thunderous blow and take out Sean and knock the aristocratic clique by the way. But the situation is deteriorating faster than she could have imagined.

Bowen, who was pinned on her hopes, actually lost, and instead asked Sean to take the city of Weststream. Bowen set fire to the city of Weststream, and also burned the last balance of the province of Bell, until the situation collapsed.

But fortunately, the Wren guy is still reliable, at least so far, everything is in his stated plan. Pars couldn't help but think of Wren's plan again, and at the same time there was a hint of surprise in his heart, how did this bastard become so cunning as a fox? At least what he was doing now was far more amazing than what he had shown in the Imperial Capital.

Perhaps, this is the maturity after paying a heavy price!

Pars thought.

If the ensuing situation does not deviate from Wren's expectations, then it is time to consider how to deal with Wren's situation in Bale's hand. Even if he is a golden nobleman, even if he is saddled with the same sacred blood as Pars, even if their ancestors made a sacred covenant. But this empire is called the Orlando Empire after all, and it belongs to the Orlando family, and within the rule of the Orlando family, there should not be a golden aristocracy that is obviously too powerful.

This is extremely dangerous for the rule of the Orlando family, and it must be guarded against.

Pars was calculating Wren, and Wren himself knew very well that once Bell changed his name and surname and his Wren surname, Pars would inevitably use all means to curb his next development. He did not find Pars unkind, because if he were to sit on the throne, he might have used more drastic means to ensure that the process of centralization was not disturbed or disrupted in any way.

At this point, Wren was back in Westin City, a short distance north from Candela. Along the way, the consumption of materials needs to be replenished, because there is still a tough battle to be fought next, and he cannot let the rebel coalition army wreak havoc everywhere within the scope of Bell Province, and this force must be eliminated to completely stabilize the rule of Bell Province. So he didn't have time to go home to replenish it, so he had to put the supply point in Westin City.

This time Wren's arrival was obviously different from the treatment he received last time, when he was still five kilometers away from Westin, the fat city lord came out with a group of merchants, and piled up all kinds of supplies that Wren urgently needed on both sides of the city gate, and the magnates in Westin City also set up tables with no end in sight, and invited most of the city's cooks to treat the army for three days.

In the face of a strong guy like Rennes who doesn't play according to the routine, it's best to serve him comfortably, not give him a chance to find faults, and then send a fortune and let him get out of the way.

However, they still ignore the thickness of Wren's skin, which is not right, it should not be called thick skin, it should be called political consciousness.

"What?", the fat city lord's voice was as sharp as a frightened woman, his eyes widened, and his fat chin flooded with layers of flesh as he screamed, "Didn't you take a lot of supplies with you last time?

Wren had an inexplicable expression on his face, "Your Excellency, have you forgotten that you were still sick when I left, and you didn't pay me gold coins and war horses, and I didn't take any supplies from this city?", his expression was as if it were real, at least for this moment, he himself was convinced that this was the truth. "Did you forget? I said I would ...... next time I came back."

The Westin City Lord's heart seemed to be running naked on the Nima Gobi at this time, could this kind of shameless words really be said by a golden nobleman? If it weren't for the fear that his actions would be uneducated, he would want to flip the table and curse Wren now. I didn't say anything about the suffering I suffered last time I pretended to be sick, and I still can't hide it now, right?

He chuckled dryly and didn't want to discuss it, but Wren didn't want to let him go. Just as he had planned, this province had experienced this war, and there was only one voice left behind, and that was the voice of his Rennes. If the fat lord of the city is not willing to obey him, then he will force him to rebel, then kill him and find someone to replace him. This place of Westin is very strategic, and it is a natural and rich pasture, enough to create an elite cavalry cluster of tens of thousands in more than ten years, so it must be in his hands.

After all, Wren is the one who has crossed over, he has no die-hard loyalty to the Empire, nor does he attach importance to the Holy Covenant, he is a wolf who has blended into the sheep in sheep's clothing, and only he is the most important thing, far more than anything else. The topographical advantage of the province is too obvious, which is why he has unlimited courage and the confidence to challenge the rules. If it really didn't work, change the lintel, presumably the emperor Byron would have been happy to see a big man switch to Byron.

Of course, this is only a back-end, not an option.

In the face of Wren's increasingly cold gaze, the Westin City Lord's heart was infinitely miserable, this was to cut his flesh. He wanted to refuse, but judging from Wren's style of acting by tyers who held Lilith and killed more than thirty nobles in Candela, maybe as soon as he said the word "no", this Viscount Wren would really turn against him. He couldn't afford such a loss, and neither could his family.

Sunshine unscrupulously threw infinite enthusiasm into this world, and the city lord of Westin was already sweating, not knowing whether it was forced by Wren or because the weather was too hot. He kept wiping his sweat, and there were two women around him who helped him wipe the places he couldn't reach. Beneath the almost translucent garment was a trembling mountain of flesh, and his small eyes rolled around him, after looking at the faces of the merchants around him. Whenever he looked at them, the merchants either lowered their heads or looked away, the last time Wren had looted a batch of supplies from them, and if they were to bear the losses now, many of them might go bankrupt.

Compared to the losses you may suffer, let the lord of the castle cut the meat.

As if he had understood the choice of these people, the City Lord of Westin gritted his teeth and forced out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Can it be less? I can't make up so many things at once." ”

"Of course you can!", Wren's words made the Westin City Lord twitch his eyebrows, and before he could laugh, Wren's next words made him almost lose his breath again, "I have a proposal, if you can't get these things at once, I suggest you pay in installments." It is divided into six installments a year, and each installment pays me 8,000 gold coins, 1,200 war horses, and a pocket of precious stones, which can greatly relieve your financial pressure, what do you think of my proposal?"

In the blink of an eye, he was knocked again, and the chubby city lord wanted to cry without tears, so he could only grit his teeth and agree, "Okay, just do as you say." ”

Wren patted the back of his fat hand with a smile, then showed a trace of concern, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over, "Your lips seem to be cracked? The weather is so dry now, you must pay attention to hydrate more and take care of your body." He glanced at the maid beside the Westin City Lord, and the maid was startled, and immediately took the handkerchief and put it on the lips of the Westin City Mainstream, which was dripping with blood.

"Thank you for your concern. He snatched the handkerchief and wiped his mouth roughly, and then stuffed it into his pocket with dignity, Wren only smiled, not caring about his childish behavior.

"Pay me the first installment first, replenish the supplies I need by the way, and I'll leave tomorrow morning. After talking about private matters, it was the turn of official business, and Wren's tone was a little stiffer, "I have an important task on this trip, if I delay my trip......", although he was laughing, his smile was cold and made people feel cold, "Your group of people are not enough to cut off their heads, understand?"

"Understood......", the Westin City Lord collapsed like a deflated ball.

Wren raised his glass slightly, "It's a pleasure to chat with you, I wish you good health." ”

After a day of renovation and replenishment, Wren continued north with the Holy Cult forces, and this time he focused on the rebels outside Mirin City. The few nobles who had lost their hometown were probably out of proportion at this time, and as long as Joberg acted according to his plan and suppressed the morale of the rebels, the coalition forces that had already generated contradictions and divisions were already on the verge of splitting. He knew the virtues of these nobles, and he eliminated one family, crippled two families, and left one family, just to create a gap.

Let the united coalition forces have their own evil intentions with each other, so that they cannot be as closely united as before.

And what Wren has to do is to swallow them in one gulp and completely clean up the mess! )