Chapter XXXIII: Augustus the Dictator

The meeting kicked off in bloodshed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The old butler pushed Augustus to the front of the conference hall, and then stood calmly behind Augustus with his hands crossed, Augustus looked around at the nobles in his Alfred domain in the hall, as if the blood and the corpse of the lost head did not exist, he smiled and said: " First of all, allow me to express my sincerest gratitude to all of you who are about to accompany Alfred into Hell, since you have chosen this time and are still willing to participate in Alfred's family meeting, then I don't think I will have to worry about the fact that Alfred's realm will not be a single lord before the Lich invasion. ā€

Augustus, who was in a wheelchair, gently placed his right hand on his chest and bowed his head in greeting.

No one in the conference hall made a sound.

It could be the bloody fate of Sir Andrew in front of them, or it could be that they couldn't figure out the character of the young Alfred at the helm for the time being, so they were silent.

Augustus raised his head and still smiled, his fingers crossed on his unconscious legs, he looked relaxed and said casually: " This year, the Lich Invasion will be decided by Alfred, this matter should be clear to you, considering that Alfred was severely damaged in the attack 3 months ago, I have asked the meeting to delay Alfred's responsibility to resist the Lich, but unfortunately, the meeting rejected my request, then, under the premise that the meeting decided to be irrevocable, how should Alfred assume this responsibility, and how to survive the Lich trend as much as possible, I would like to hear your opinions. ā€

Still no one spoke.

The nobles of Alfred's lineage on the left have complicated expressions, and the nobles who are enshrined in Alfred on the right, and the nobles who must not be recorded in the imperial genealogy are complicated with mockery and anticipation.

None of them could figure out the purpose of the young Alfred's at the helm of asking this question, if it was only for their advice, why had he never summoned any nobles in the long years since the Awakening, and if he had made his own decision, let alone what his decision was, would he be able to take Alfred out of the abyss of hell?

The answer is obvious, no one will believe that there is any life left in the current Alfred.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Augustus also waited for a long time in silence and a smile.

Then Rudolph's gang of nobles, who were not only Alfred's descendants, but also Augustus's elders to some extent, finally could not stand the torment of silence.

Baron Rudolf, who was still in Dehe, was the first to speak, and he got up, with a particularly serious expression under his gray hair, and said, "Augustus ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Augustus directly interrupted him and said indifferently: "Elizabeth has passed on the title of Earl of Alfred to me, so please call me Lord Earl." ā€

Baron Rudolph was stunned for a moment, and his serious expression quickly became complicated again.

But there is no so-called anger, in fact, Rudolph is not angry, but faintly expectant, he knows very well the importance of Augustus decisive and capable at this time, because he really needs all Alfred to contribute all their strength to him, not just rely on them, Alfred's descendants, so Augustus's seemingly ruthless attitude is actually easier to win the trust of the other gang.

He took a deep breath and continued earnestly: "Lord Earl, we all agree that Alfred has absolutely no chance of surviving in this lich trend, so for the sake of Alfred's bloodline, I, as well as Baron Llorente and others in Zaya City, are willing to do our best to help you stay away from the wasteland temporarily, no matter where you go, as long as you are alive, then you have the hope of returning Alfred to glory." ā€

The righteousness is awe-inspiring.

Augustus looked sideways at this Baron Rudolph, is it really so great? He sneered, he could guess without even thinking about it, once he adopted the policy of fleeing, then these nobles would definitely flee with him under the pretext of serving him, accompanying him, etc., so there was really no gratitude, Augustus simply said: "Far away from the wasteland?Where can you go?Is the northern lich? Why hasn't anyone fled to the northern lich for hundreds of years?Have you forgotten the fate of the Constantine family a long time ago?Or run away to the Empire?" But you seem to have forgotten that to escape to the Empire is to pass through the Grand Canyon of the Alps behind Sauron, can Sauron let us through?"

Baron Rudolph seemed to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he could not speak again, and sat down again.

Augustus glanced at the nobles in the chamber and asked, "Are there any other proposals?" I will tell you that there are not many opportunities like this. ā€

The nobles subconsciously understood the meaning of Augustus' last sentence as that Alfred was about to perish, and they would not have the opportunity to speak in the future.

In the group of people sitting on the right, a middle-aged man with a beard and a fierce face spoke, he didn't mean to stand up, but just mocked: "What else can be proposed? In this case, no amount of proposal can save Alfred's fate, and the fact that Alfred is about to die has long been doomed." ā€

It was Baron Marshall of Greentown, and Augustus took one look at him, and thought of Baron Marshall's brother, who had recently died by Elizabeth's hanging.

He didn't speak.

After waiting for a few more moments, and making sure that no one had any more opinions, he said, "Well, since there are no more proposals, then I hope that you can carry out my plan according to my request." ā€

Sure enough, there was a decision?

The nobles, with anticipation and mockery, waited for Augustus to announce his decision.

However, Augustus did not directly state his plan, but said: "Before I tell each of you what you need to do, I need to ask you a word, before I ask the knight to inform you that every civilian who passes through Alfred's territory will receive food at any cost, have you received this order?"

......

The conference hall was suddenly noisy.

The nobles exchanged words for a long time, but no one took the initiative to come forward to give an answer to Augustus's question.

Augustus, who was still sitting alone among the nobles on either side, was calm, and he added in the midst of the noise: "I will also give you a chance to express your opinions. ā€

"Opinion? What can you say? Your order itself is a stupid order, why should we ensure that the common people have food? Not to mention that it is not our people in itself, even if Alfred is about to perish anyway, why should we have mercy on those vile untouchables? Who will have mercy on us?"

No one stood up, and in the midst of the uproar, Augustus saw that the words came from the mouth of Baron Llorente in the city of Zaya.

"I'd rather be plundered by the damned lich than give the stored food to these lowly people!"

The person who roared out this sentence was a middle-aged man sitting in the back on the right, Augustus thought about it, recalled it carefully, and then vaguely remembered that he should be Baron Bastov in Saiyan City.

The noise continued, and despite the confusion, it was evident that the nobles were in absolute agreement on this matter, and that Augustus' order was a foolish order.

Augustus frowned, as if the noise had annoyed him, he reached out to suppress the emotions in the conference hall, and said, "Very good, it seems that you all have opinions, and you have all expressed your opinions. ā€

"Then what I want to tell you is that you can have opinions, and you can give your opinions this time, but in the future, I hope that if you have any opinions on my orders, you must reserve your opinions and fully carry out my orders, and there is one thing that you may not know very well - what I have decided will never change. ā€

The conference hall was in an uproar.

Able to make comments, but can only keep them?

And is it only possible to give an opinion this time, and there will not even be a chance to give an opinion in the future?

The nobles finally remembered what Augustus meant when he said, 'There is not much opportunity for them to give advice later'.

The uproar turned into anger, and Baron Bastov suddenly got up and sneered angrily: "Why are you? It is impossible for you to ask all of us to shut up even when your father is still alive, why should you?"

"Just because I'm the current Earl of Alfred, and Alfred is at the helm, is that enough?" Augustus asked calmly with no expression on his face.

Baron Bastov seemed to hear the most childish and ridiculous words: "Count Alfred, what an awe-inspiring being, but do you think that we will really regard you, the helmsman of Alfred, as our lord and our only king?"

Augustus narrowed his eyes quietly: "So, you are going to rebel against the orders of me, the helmsman of Alfred?Bastov, I want to remind you that as Alfred's servant, your rebellion is to dig a grave for you." ā€

"I'd love to see if the grave I've dug for myself can bury my wrath!"

"Good. Augustus turned his gaze to Katieeni, who was still carrying Andrew's head, and said indifferently: "Hanging." ā€

Katieenny bowed, and as everyone in the chamber watched in complete disbelief, he glanced at the knight behind him, and then the knight quickly stepped forward and dragged the initially incredulous, soon shrill and roaring Bastov, towards the outside of the chamber, where nothing but the cold gallows was waiting.

Anger, combined with suffocating humiliation, seemed to be brewing in the chamber as if a storm was brewing at any moment.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Whether it was Alfred's descendants sitting on the left, or the nobles who were enshrined by Alfred on the right, at this moment, they all fell into an unprecedented mania, and their noise finally had no concealment.

But ironically, no one dared to stand up, because in front of them, Andrew's corpse with the loss of his head, was the gallows that Bastov was about to face.

Of course, the more important reason was that before they came to Alfred's castle, they had to leave their personal guards outside the city as usual, which left them with no strength to resist Augustus's brutal and domineering dictatorship.

......

"I give you a chance at the end, what I have decided will never change, so those who can't accept my decision can leave now, I will not pursue your betrayal, but as long as you remain in this hall in the end, then I hope that in the future, no matter what opinions you have on my orders, you can only reserve your opinions and carry out my orders to the letter. ā€

A sentence from Augustus' cacophony finally broke the anger that could not be vented in the chamber.

Baron Marshall of Greentown was the first to get up, and he sneered: "I must thank Lord Earl, if it weren't for your order, we would have really ended up with Alfred, and now that we have been kicked out of Alfred, of course we can each find the possibility of survival." ā€

With that, he turned and walked towards the door of the chamber.

Then following in his footsteps, the nobles on the right were quickly finished, and as for the descendants of Alfrey on the left, first Baron Llorente of the city of Sayes shook his head and sighed and left, and finally Baron Rudolph of the city of De Ge looked at Augustus with a sad look - he was indeed sad, and he could not understand at all that the most important thing for Augustus to do at this time was not to unite all the nobles?

Baron Rudolph hated it, turned and walked out.

Soon, in addition to the mess, there were only 5 people left in the spacious conference hall.

One is Augustus, the other is the old butler behind Augustus, and Katieeni, and Sir Leo of Lorraine...... And then there is the decadent middle-aged man who sits on the right from beginning to end, watching everything with cold eyes.

Augustus drove the wheelchair to the middle-aged man, he couldn't find the image of the middle-aged man in his impression at all, he looked at the other party suspiciously, looking at the latter's slightly honest smile and the simple image of a farmer, he was really puzzled who this middle-aged man was, and which town in his Alfred territory was the nobleman?

He hesitated to ask, but before he could say anything, he suddenly thought of something, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face couldn't believe it.

The middle-aged man smiled innocently, and under the messy gray hair, against the vicissitudes of life, he was really happy.

......

Unreasonable, expected.

It didn't take long for all the nobles in Alfred's domain who had just left the conference hall to return one after another, and this time, the nobles who had returned did not even dare to go to their seats and sit down, whether it was the rebellious Marshall or the scheming Rudolph, all of them had extraordinarily colorful expressions.

They stood at the door of the conference hall, looking at the young Alfred at the helm not far away, and at the same time put their right hand on their chest, and then knelt on one knee, exuding their greatest awe.

At this time, Augustus was their only king.

Augustus drove his wheelchair forward slowly, walked up to the nobles in his domain, did not signal them to get up, but looked at them with a blank face, and said: "I said, as long as you remain in this chamber in the end, then from now on, you must not express any opinion on every order I have, and even if you have opinions, you can only keep them - execution is my only need." ā€

He narrowed his eyes quietly and said calmly, "I want you to remember that Alfred can only have one voice, and that is my voice. ā€

......

......

PS1: Thank you to youngswj and yxhong1234 for their comments and tips.

ps2: Incomprehensible, why did you ask for a ticket, but you didn't make progress, but you were about to fall out of the rookie list......? It's the last few days.,I beg you to leave a recommendation and collection......