Hastily ending the Imperial Council, Holard Minest did not even stop for a moment, turned and left the already heavily guarded palace, and rode in a carriage towards the Minest family's mansion.

The lonely old man walked through the silent courtyard and gently pushed open the wooden door of the study, only to see a back - no leisure, no elegance, just a somewhat depressed and tired, but still busy.

Sitting at the long table, Lusin seemed to have no notice of movement behind him, still lying on the table and constantly flipping through the piles of ledgers and parchment books, and the water pipe pen in his hand was never put down, and the whole room could only hear the rustle of paper flipping and the tip of the pen, exuding the smell of ink and stale parchment.

The old man stood outside the door with a smile, and did not come forward to disturb him, but quietly watched Lusen busy, with a strange color in his eyes.

Since half a year ago, Holard has handed over everything in Hantu City to Lusen - from logistics to gathering, all kinds of logistics work, all the materials needed by the legion have been turned into thick booklets in this study, and pieces of parchment full of words have been piled up like mountains and left to him.

Although the work was extremely heavy, Lusen finally had a feeling of great joy - he knew very well how important the war of His Royal Highness Anson Marchelus was in the land of Handu, and what the Minest family was doing now was tantamount to having made their own choice.

Lusen Minest, who had finally come out of the academy, and the young master of Minest's family, who had been hanging out in taverns and cafes all year round, entered the study again. I haven't come out again for half a year.

The once dazzling blonde hair became heavy. The flirtatious eyebrows and eyes are getting sharper and deeper. The pompous and unkempt appearance became more and more depressed, and in the midst of the vast ledgers and scrolls, he became a calm and solemn scholar, and he could not see a single cent of his past.

The coordination of logistics is an extremely heavy and tedious job, and it is extremely boring to the extreme, and it was impossible for Luxen to persist in Hollard's expectations, and he only intended to use this method to hone him. Let him know how far he is from the goal he should achieve, but he didn't expect him to really persevere.

What this represents is not only to endure loneliness, but also to be able to see something from those words in the sky - the meaning conveyed by the lines of numbers, nouns, and time is not just a bill, but a war, a war that is absolutely invisible!

If you master logistics and transportation, you will master the fundamentals of a war, and if you master wheat and copper plates, you will master the lifeblood of a kingdom - and the Minest family has relied on this creed to get to the present day three hundred years later. From a wealthy family, it has a pivotal position in the entire kingdom.

"Grandfather?!" Lusen, who had inadvertently glanced behind him, immediately saw that he was standing there all along. Holard Minest, who looked at him with a smile, quickly got up from his chair and wanted to walk over, but he didn't expect to sit for too long, and suddenly got up and felt dizzy, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

"In the evening, let the kitchen have some more hot milk. The old man patted Lusen on the shoulder and helped him sit down: "Take a rest more, your body is more important than anything else." ”

"It's nothing, it's just writing and using your brain. Lusen smiled a tired smile with some self-deprecation: "It's better than those who really fight for their lives, I don't have the risk of being killed." ”

"Have you ever thought about leaving here and going to Seahorse Harbor?" Holard asked softly like an old man chatting with his grandchildren, "Maybe the sea breeze and fresh air there can make you more comfortable, you are the Minest family of Seahorse Harbor, and it is definitely more suitable for you than Turin City." ”

"Seahorse Harbor?" Lusen was a little surprised, "Of course it's good to go back, but ...... Why, so suddenly?"

"Nothing, just an offer, and I think it's a good fit for you. Holard shook his head: "I haven't been back for a long time, and I probably won't have a chance to go back in the future - it's a bit of a pity to think that I'll never have the chance to see my hometown again in my life, especially at a time like this." ”

"So I want you to go back and say peace to me and my relatives in my hometown, by the way...... Instead of me, as the lord of Seahorse Harbor, manage there. As he spoke, the old man calmly raised his head and looked at him: "I said, this is just an offer - I don't know if you want to, or not?"

Lusen, who was still confused just now, was completely stunned - it was almost like Holard's grandfather handing over the inheritance of the title to himself!

Willing, how could he not be willing?! Lu Sien, who was already excited in his heart at the moment, felt that he was trembling excitedly from head to toe, even his hair, but he was still trying his best to suppress his inner emotions and not let himself show it too obviously.

Although he had such thoughts and similar plans for a long time, when the identity of the heir of the Marquis of Minest was in front of him, the unparalleled impulse still made him a little uncomfortable.

But the more happiness came too suddenly, the more Lusen had an inexplicable fear - could this be Holard's grandfather's way of testing himself, after all, he had locked himself up here for half a year, and he must have wanted to see how he had grown, if he behaved no different at this time than before......

Thinking of this, Lusen was like falling into an ice cave, and his eyes, which were still excited just now, immediately turned into fear - look at it, how could he be so carried away with a "proposal" to satisfy Grandfather Hollard? How could he be qualified to become the Marquis of Minest?!

Looking at Lusen, who was still excited just now, but now he was in a trance, his eyes were struggling, Holard Minester couldn't help laughing: "If you're worried that I'm testing you, you don't have to do it - because this is a proposal, if you want, go and let the servants pack up your things now and get ready to go." ”

"Then, what about the affairs of Hantu City?" Lu Sien was still not at ease: "You are going to ...... How to solve it?"

"I'll find a way. Holard's eyes were calm: "You don't have to worry too much, just go back to Seahorse Harbor with peace of mind." ”

"May I ask why, why do you need me to leave Turin?"

"You finally get it...... Looks like I've learned something. Looking at Lu Sien, who had finally calmed down and calmed down, the old man's face was extremely relieved: "Because Turin City is no longer safe - even I dare not guarantee that I can protect our family." ”

"Berrion's gesture today is really strange - he went straight past Mercer Kane to award the Triumph to Gaio Valens. Holard's face sank into the water: "Especially at the moment before the end of the war in Hantu and the most intense, it was almost like ......"

"Are you ready to win over the Knights of the Sacred Tree and form an alliance with the East?"

"No, I'm worried that the situation is more dangerous than this - the discord between the Sacred Tree Knights and the Minest family is already well known, but this time, because of Mercer Kane, we are basically on the same side, and there is no need to hide it at this point, we are ready to support His Highness Anson!"

The more the old man spoke, the more ugly his expression became: "What I suspect is that Berion is preparing to completely split the Knights of the Holy Tree!"

"This situation is even more dangerous than if the Knights were on their side, for Mercer Kane and Leonardo Cambrai were both sensible and aware of the importance of balance. But no matter how rational the group is, there are definitely radicals who don't care about the subtle dependence between the two sides, and they will absolutely do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. ”

"Luxen, my dear grandson, we are no longer fighting for the kingdom, but for the continuation of the family. Slowly getting up, Holard Minester solemnly took Lusen's shoulders and looked at each other.

"Are you willing to gamble everything to protect your family?" (To be continued.) )