"I am very happy to have reached an agreement with the new king on this matter. www.biquge.info "Elijah stood up and bowed slightly, a flattering smile on his face.

"Then the next one," Ravallen's gaze turned to the middle-aged man to Elizhe's right, "Lord Brandley of Frozen Fire, would you like to ......"

"With all due respect, Lord Lavalren. Frozen Fire is a small and insignificant place, with no interest in grievances. I will not hinder the usurper ......"

"Bang!" With a clean gunshot, the iron ball was pushed out of the chamber by the explosive gunpowder and went straight into Brandley's head, splattering blood and brains on both sides. Cynthia held a short flintlock pistol in her left hand, and wisps of green smoke were still wafting from the muzzle. "I hate the word 'usurper'. Cynthia said indifferently.

"Little ****, can't you just let me cover my ears before playing with your little toy?" Bernie shouted angrily, and Brandley, who had been smashed in the head, sat across from him, and the sudden gunshots and bloody scenes really startled him.

Titch, caught between Cynthia and Bernie, began to laugh out loud, jokingly, "That scares you, I don't think it's as loud as her screams when you roll over on the bed." As soon as Titch finished speaking, the pirate brothers of the frozen soil laughed along.

Cynthia was completely enraged by Titch's words, she quickly and gracefully got up, drew a thin stabbing sword and pointed it against Titch's neck, "The stupid big man from the ice and snow may not know anything about the South, but you can't be in the Howling Wind Bay without hearing of 'throat piercing'"

"Who the fuck are you scolding!" the younger Olawald slapped the table and jumped up, about to rush up and beat Cynthia.

"Of course I've heard of 'throat piercing,' and my crew used to say that there was a slut on the ground who didn't want money and liked to poke rats with it. Titch teased with a nonchalant expression, the throat piercing had pierced the skin of his neck, making him feel mortally threatened. "It's so itchy, if you want my life, you have to show the strength to split your legs, ****. Titch said.

"That's enough!" Venal, wielding a poisonous fire, slammed Olawald's neck with the hilt of his sword to knock him unconscious, and then used his blade to suppress Osfried as he was about to get up, "Put away your little darling, Cynthia." The tavern is the place where bandits and pirates fight, and this is the council chamber!

Although Titch and Bernie are also veterans of the battlefield, most of them are engaged in robbing houses, and they are completely different from Venal, who really relies on the sword to fight fierce enemies and hovers between life and death for many years, they are all intimidated by Weiner's domineering and honestly keep silent. Cynthia, on the other hand, reluctantly withdrew her throat stab and warned Titch again with a piercing gaze.

"I'm sorry to make you see something unpleasant, so let's move on. Lavalen said as he looked at the lord sitting on the right side of the corpse, still with a false smile on his face.

What happened much smoother was the case, with no one objecting to the pledge of allegiance to Ewan, and even many of the minor lords who did not have a seat at the meeting actively offered to send troops or pay tribute in exchange for the protection of the new king.

When the meeting reached innocuous matters, Weiner left the chamber without anyone daring to stop him, and he knew in his heart that Lavalen no longer needed his help. Because the hairy boy who fights with his partners at the slightest disagreement has grown into a calm enough leader who is good at reading words, knows how to deal with people tactfully, and can suppress his emotions to prevent irrational judgments. Vernal was convinced that if it weren't for the presence of a more "pure" Euan, Lavalren would sit firmly on the throne and talk and laugh with his courtiers.