What can really overcome fear is not courage or hope, but deeper fear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fear brought by the Knights of the Golden Hibiscus Flowers quickly dissipated, and the game between the veteran nobles and the Empire, who had been hidden for many years, finally slowly surfaced on the stage, and Clark, Rodrian, Castile and others who were on the front line of the conflict could undoubtedly deeply understand how terrible this war was, and they couldn't help but be afraid, think about the enemies opposite them, whether it was Constantine, who controlled the financial lifeblood of the Empire, or Pompey, who was deeply rooted in the Imperial Military Department, And Van Domhain, who has the final interpretation of the imperial administration, or Herman, who firmly holds the mouthpiece of the Imperial Senate, which of them can contend with the so-called new aristocracy?

Moreover, they are still facing these four behemoths at the same time.

Even if there is the master of the Holy Empire standing behind them, who is also the largest Bourbon royal family among the five giants of the empire, how can they be optimistic and not afraid? You know, the higher they climb, the more they come into contact, the more they can appreciate the true horror of these old nobles, and what is especially terrifying is that what they can see is only the terrible on the surface.

Where you can't see it?

No one expressed their opinions anymore, and the scene was so depressed that it almost collapsed, and this emotion had nothing to do with the blood corpses around them, and it lasted for a long time, and even after a few noble lords even subconsciously became heavy in their breathing, as one of the few leading figures in the Stanford area, the Earl of Castile finally realized that he could no longer let this fear spread, otherwise they would be torn apart in fear without waiting for the next move in the Zolo district. He raised his eyes to Earl Clark, who stood at the front, like a mountain, although in private he would also mock the barbaric vulgarity of this nouveau riche who admired the greatsword, and had no aristocratic elegance at all, and did not deserve to be regarded as the leading figure of Stanford with him, but it must be admitted that what Stanford needed especially at this time was precisely the savage rudeness of this bull.

He tried to calm the shock in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Then what are we going to do next?"

This issue is obviously the most concerned issue for everyone, and for a while, Clark really has a bit of the momentum of Stanford's number one leader.

"To fight back, you have to take strong countermeasures. ”

Clark didn't flinch without the slightest hesitation, as if he really didn't realize who he was fighting back against, and how terrible those families were.

He ignored the stunned and shocked people behind him, and said very clearly: "Stanford has no room to retreat, because everything we have now is given by Bourbon, so since Bourbon has given us these things to stand on the opposite side of the Zolo District, of course we need to show our value, otherwise once Bourbon loses confidence in us, Stanford will really be finished." ”

That's true.

Finding hope in a desperate situation is indeed their only option.

Quickly thinking of this, the Count of Castile narrowed his eyes quietly, could it be because he had too little contact with him before?

He didn't speak, and continued to wait for Clarke's apparently unfinished words.

Clark didn't make them wait too long, just paused slightly, he slowly turned around, his rough face full of beards looked at them head-on, he raised his lips indifferently, and said coldly: " As for the specific strategy of counterattacking, we don't need to think about it, all we have to do is to follow their actions, for example, right now, they have chosen to declare war on us through this children's game, then we can only fight back based on this game; Frodo couldn't let his little princess, who hated him, control a core force as powerful as Constantine, so all we had to do was wait, wait for Frodo or the other heirs of Constantine to kill this sixth in line for us. ”

"The second point is the brother and sister from the wasteland. ”

At this point he paused abruptly and did not continue.

Across from him, they still didn't interject, no matter what they were thinking at this time, at least on the surface they did show a willingness to listen to Clark.

That was enough, and Clark certainly wasn't stupid enough to believe that they were willing to follow in his footsteps, but fear forced them to be quiet for a while, and he continued: "Speaking of which, we have always thought that the reason why that little guy from the wasteland is out of step with our heir is nothing more than the children's boring jealousy and games, so we hardly even thought to bother with their boring game conflict. But now, I feel more and more that all this was premeditated by the little fellow - otherwise why would he be a sinner and make all of our heirs hate, even the extraordinarily proud child of the Hermann family? Is it really just because of Constantine's sixth in line? If so, is it a coincidence that everything that followed is too coincidental? Almost as soon as he entered the imperial capital, he happened to have a dinner party that all of our heirs would attend to confront him, making him the target of public criticism? I prefer to believe that it was a platform built specifically for him, with the aim of making him hate everyone. ”

"Think about it, the salon held to welcome the triumphant return of the prince of Bourbon, but has the prince returned? Has there ever been a dinner party with such a name?"

"You mean, someone deliberately arranged for him to come to the Imperial Capital at this time, just so that he would be our enemy, and then use him as an opportunity to declare war on us?" Castile followed Clark's train of thought.

Rodrien, who was also calm, frowned and said, "But why did he find such a chess piece from the wasteland? What qualifications does he have to become a pawn in the hands of Zolo's group of arrogant guys? According to what we know about that little guy, why would he be willing to be such a doomed pawn? Could it be that before he came to the imperial capital, he or his Alfred already had a certain relationship with Zolo?"

The scene is slightly frozen.

These are obviously difficult questions to answer.

But in many cases, many problems are not important, but the outcome is the most important.

So almost just a contemplative effort, Earl Clark quickly sneered and said: " Whether he took the initiative to become this chess piece, or whether he rushed headlong into the imperial capital and was unknowingly used as a pawn, these are not important, the important thing is that he is indeed playing this role at the moment, and he is indeed the first sharp arrow shot by the Zhuoluo District, so what we have to do is to break this sharp arrow, so that the Zhuoluo District can see our attitude, and also let the Bourbon see our loyalty, so that we can have the opportunity to find hope with the support of Bourbon, and even replace Zhuoluo. ”

"Agreed. The Count of Castile was expressionless and quickly responded.

Immediately afterwards, Count Rodrien also said gloomily: "If he is not dead and alive, then we will wait for him to come back, kill him, and hang his head in the neighborhood of Zolo." ”

"But what if he dies?"

"Although this is a bit cruel, there is still a girl with the same surname as him in the imperial capital. ”

"Agreed. ”

The pace is quick and consistent.

Strangely enough, however, almost no one mentioned that the siblings they were about to kill were a powerful old butler, and that most of the corpses in this place were the legacy of that terrible old man.

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At the same time, the southeast corner of the imperial capital Zhuoluo District.

The biggest difference with the architectural planning similar to the staggered and orderly style of the Stanford District is that almost every mansion in the Zhuoluo District has its unique style, such as the Duke of Constantine's mansion located in the southeast corner, the appearance is a manor-like layout that is rare in the emperor, but the main building is a towering castle in the imperial capital, towering in the corner of the Zhuoluo district, almost equal to the tallest building in the imperial capital, St. John's Cathedral, and obviously higher than the Bourbon palace in the center of the imperial capital。

Frodo was especially fond of enjoying his dinner on the balcony at the top of his castle in Constantine.

In fact, in the imperial capital, Count Frodo, the first heir of Constantine, has always had a popularity index, not only because of the noble blood flowing in his body and the noble title on his head, not only because he himself has outstanding talents that are enough to match his noble status, but also because in addition to Constantine's first heir, mature politician and so on, Frodo is also a poet who is well-known throughout the empire. 'Cliff Flowers' also almost revered him to a literary status comparable to Faust, so this, combined with his unique and elegant temperament, won him the admiration and temptation of countless imperial ladies.

Imagine how charming it would be to bask in the beautiful sunset on the highest balcony of Constantine's castle, enjoy a sumptuous dinner, and embellished with the witty and wise words of the Count of Frodo?

As a result, many noblewomen even openly expressed their willingness to exchange their literary opinions with the first heir of Constantine in any place and in depth.

Anywhere here, a fool can understand. (To be continued.) )