"What to do? What else can I do?"

The nobleman sitting across from him sneered, casually threw the document in his hand on the table, and replied.

"Now that things have reached this point, even if we can't recover the damage we have caused, it is better to continue to give it a go and see who can't hold on first."

"Hehe, when Brian proposed that plan, I thought it was very unreliable, but as a result, you are all so confident, you have to let a level 15 warlock play assassination alone, who can you blame now?"

His sarcastic words stabbed Awat Bryan in the heart like a knife, and with a loud "bang", Awat slammed the table and glared at him with red eyes.

"Friedley Ackerman, don't go too far! The broken badge that belonged to you in the first place is the most useless, and you still have the face to say about me!"

Awaat was holding back the fire in his stomach right now.

Since the failed assassination of the alchemist named Sean a month ago, he has been vaguely ostracized in this small group, and although everyone did not say it directly, it was obvious that they had already attributed the fault to him in their hearts.

But why? Why should he be held accountable for this? This plan was originally approved by everyone, and this result should be borne by everyone.

What's more, it is clear that he is the one who has suffered the most, but the others are familiar with it, and even sneer on the sidelines, which really makes Awat's mentality a little unstable.

Not to mention anything else, just recruiting a trainee-level professional is not a simple matter, spending a lot of money is nothing, the key is to see if people want to join!

Since knowing that Awat was the mastermind of this incident, Reinaldo chased and bit him like a mad dog every day, and he suffered a lot of losses, both openly and secretly.

In this case, not many smart people would stir themselves into this troubled water at will, so let alone recruit new apprentice-level professionals, even another apprentice-level professional under him had a lot of dissatisfaction, which caused him to pay a lot of price to appease.

The others saw Awat pour such a big bad luck, although they were all indignant on the surface, but secretly they were happy to see it.

After all, it's a good thing to have someone in front as a shield, they just need to provide some dispensable assistance to constantly divert the enemy's attention.

"Useless? The guy you sent out obviously had such sophisticated equipment, but he was still killed by an alchemy mage in the case of a sneak attack, so who is useless?"

Friedley was not used to him at all, and continued to taunt.

The expression on his face became more and more disdainful, and he looked at Awaat as if he were admiring a baboon that was constantly jumping on its feet, full of contempt.

The original Earl of Awaert Bryon might still be a man to be feared, but since his power was greatly damaged, Friedley gradually stopped taking him seriously.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it weren't for the only remaining apprentice-level professional under Awaat's command who signed the Abyss Will Pact with him, perhaps the others would have secretly poached him by some means and began to discuss how to divide up his existing power.

"You!"

Awat angrily stood up from his chair and glared at Friedley, but the other party still looked light, obviously sure that he didn't dare to do anything.

"Okay, okay, don't argue, everyone is here to discuss countermeasures, not to quarrel, these things can be talked about later, now we will solve the current problem first, and the provincial Reinado will come up with something else."

Another nobleman on the side knocked on the table impatiently, preventing the two from continuing their-for-tat confrontation.

He was also in a very bad mood now, but his good cultivation still discouraged him from participating in this quarrel, after all, he was a hereditary real earl, and compared to these slave traders who paid for knighthoods

There is a big difference.

Not long ago, Reinado suddenly planned a large-scale attack on the strength of Awat's men, and several other nobles who rushed to the rescue were in too much of a hurry, causing a long distance between his apprentices, apprentices, and ordinary soldiers.

As a result, such an inadvertent omission allowed Reinado to seize the opportunity, a group of elite soldiers and apprentice-level professionals who had already been ambushed suddenly launched an attack on the enemy's path, and while the enemy's apprentice-level professionals were dragged, they wantonly killed lone soldiers and professionals, and finally led to serious casualties on the side of the Southern Alliance.

The intensification of the fighting caused some people in the city of Teresa to become fearful, and the inhabitants of the city would often hide from a distance and watch quietly at the sight of the soldiers acting in a group or the professionals of both sides, so as not to be affected by the battle.

Although the kingdom has its laws, who makes the two sides of the battle between nobles and professionals? As long as it does not affect the lives of civilians in large quantities, no matter how noisy the nobles are, they will not attract the attention of the above.

……

The people of the Confederate Confederate took a look at themselves after the battle, and finally found out what was wrong.

Disorganized, undisciplined, not united, and even extremely infrequent contact, it is precisely because of these factors that they have repeatedly suffered in the face of superior strength, and finally ended up in the same situation.

When they understood this, they gathered here en masse, the purpose of which was to discuss a reasonable solution in a short time, and not to let Reinaldo lead them by the nose.

After hearing Count Cagiso Scott's words, Friedley and Awaert also paused for a while, after all, this is currently the most powerful nobleman in the southern alliance of Teresa City, and there are three apprentice-level professionals under his command alone, and there are even more apprentice-level and ordinary soldiers than the two of them combined.

Scott's family history is old, and the short sword that Sean captured was his contribution, which is called the Calust Short Handle Decapitation Sword.

It is said that it was given by a trainee alchemist who had been friends with the Scott family in the early years, and it has been passed down for nearly a hundred years now, but it is still as new as ever.

The loss of Calust's short-handled decapitator was a source of distress to Caguiso, not only because of its high value, but also because it had been temporarily loaned to one of his apprentices as part of his remuneration, and had even been included in the contract as a term that could not be violated.

In the face of the current situation, it was obviously unrealistic for Cagiso to go to the mysterious alchemy mage to get back, so he had to compensate the other party for his daily losses according to the content of the contract, which was almost equivalent to raising an additional apprentice-level professional, which made him a little miserable.

"First of all, since we have formed an alliance, we should have enough trust and communication with each other, and we should no longer fight separately as in the past, so that when the enemy is weak, we may still be able to retain a small advantage, but in this situation, we are completely looking for death."

"You don't have an opinion on that, right?"

After gathering his thoughts a little, Cagiso stood up from his chair and gave his opinion.

His piercing gaze swept over the faces of the others, one of whom paid particular attention to Friedley and Awaat, who were clearly unhappy with what they had done.

The others, even if they had a grudge in their hearts at this time, did not show it immediately, but quietly waited for the rest of Cagiso's words.

In fact, what they really lack is a concrete and effective contract, which must help them defeat Reinado, and at the same time effectively protect everyone's interests, so that it can be passed.

However, Cagiso had clearly expected this, and under the surprised gazes of everyone, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he turned around and took several pieces of parchment with the lingua franca written on them, as well as a pure black abyssal crystal.

"Concrete contracts

It's all here, you can take a look at it together."

"I recognized the importance of an Abyssal Will Pact a long time ago, so it took a long time to finalize it, and if you have any comments, you are welcome to submit them directly, but I can guarantee that in this pact, everyone's interests can be protected, and there will be no great unfairness."

……

After carefully looking at some of the terms of the contract, the other nobles were unsettled, and they hurriedly found their men and ordered them to ask a professional to check whether there were any loopholes in the contract.

Whether it is a fictitious nobleman or a fictitious nobleman who has spent money to buy, since they have been named nobles, they must have a certain amount of research on contracts, at least there is no difficulty in reading and understanding.

However, the Abyss Will Contract is different from other types of contracts, it is easy for people with good intentions to use special means to leave hidden terms, and if you are not careful when signing, you will fall into the trap set by the other party in advance, and eventually suffer huge losses.

Seeing their reaction like this, Cagiso didn't care, confirming that there were no loopholes in the contract was a normal thing in the world of Faeron, if a person casually signed the Abyss Will Contract, then others would really think that he had something wrong with his brain.

……

……

From the busy afternoon to the evening, the nobles of the Southern Alliance finally negotiated the contents of the contract, and for several hours, every corner of the parchment was carefully studied to ensure that there were no pitfalls or hidden contents.

As the Abyssal Will swept across the contract, the power of the contract was instantly established, and the words and deeds of the signatories were constantly monitored in the depths of their souls.

With a relieved smile on their faces, they could finally put aside the intrigues between their allies for a while and concentrate on dealing with their enemies.

After signing the Abyssal Will Pact, they had a dinner together in the manor's dining room at the suggestion of Cagiso.

The atmosphere of this dinner was quite harmonious, and even Friedley and Awaat, who were originally in the same situation, ignored each other for the time being, and each regained some good mood.

……

"Well, gentlemen, now let's put aside our previous feuds and raise our glasses to future victories!"

At this moment, Cagiso's face flushed with excitement and shouted loudly.

As the leader of this negotiation, he naturally benefited a lot from it, and now he is full of confidence in the future, firmly believing that Reinado's life must be in his pocket.

"Well, victory...... We didn't even have time to talk about the specific strategic arrangements for the future, but we were able to conclude that we had won......

Awat muttered quietly, raising the glass in his hand as the others followed, and then took a sip lightly.

"Well, but it's a good start, at least it gave me a new chance to rise."

Savoring the red wine in his glass, Awat's face finally showed a smile, and it was no longer as heavy as before.

Although under the influence of various factors, he has now fallen to the bottom of his life, Awaat still has not given up hope of a comeback, and is still willing to take risks and pay for it.

Therefore, he gambled everything into the Southern League again, hoping that this potential stock can bring him enough income in the future to lead him to new glory.

……

……

"So what we have to do now is shrink our forces and recuperate?"

Fried tapped his right hand on the tabletop with a thoughtful look.

"Yes." Cagiso nodded affirmatively, "We are much bigger than Reina, but we also have very strong financial resources and connections, even if we adopt a conservative strategy, it is completely enough to support the current consumption, and even make a profit."

"And Reinado's side is different, he is alone, but he has to support two-thirds of the forces of all of us combined, although there is the help of the Elven Tribe Trade License, but the weak foundation is the foundation

weak, if he dares to continue to expand, then he will definitely end up suffering from himself."

"Reinaldo will not fail to understand this, so he will continue to maintain the current size of his combat power or even reduce it to a certain extent, but even so, it will make him feel extremely irritated, because the large number of professionals and private soldiers will not only have a great impact on his annual net profit, but may even make him lose his own wealth."

Cagiso's words were quickly agreed by others, and in the unanimous opinion of the people, the basic policy of static braking was determined.