Groups of carriages carved with golden reliefs were neatly parked in front of the mansion, shining with a striking golden light.

In front of each carriage was a sturdy white horse, which stood silently, occasionally treading the horse's hooves with a crisp crashing sound.

The lavish mansion is built of marble and ebony, layered on top of each other, like a mysterious and spectacular castle.

The house is surrounded by lush forests on both sides, adding to the tranquility of this aristocratic mansion.

Today, the Marquis of Sanchel held a grand banquet to which many nobles were invited.

The invited nobles responded, and no one excused themselves.

The banquet was secretly prepared by the Marquis of Sancheel, and only his personal guards knew about it, except for the nobles who were invited.

These nobles are all from a lot of backgrounds, and at least they all have to be counts with three stars.

All in all, there are very few people in the know.

The nobles gathered here were obviously attracted by a common goal-

That was Shulben, which was occupied by the Bloods.

Of course, in their eyes, Xiu Er was occupied by the Blood Clan.

It is undeniable that the abundance of Surburn attracts the covetousness of every nobleman who wants a piece of this fertile land.

But after all, there are more people and less meat, and it is impossible for everyone to be able to nibble on the fat of Xiuerben.

Therefore, the faction, mainly headed by the Marquis of Sancheel, was qualified to get involved in the affairs of Xiulben.

The nobles of those other factions can't even touch the edge of Shulben.

But this is also a reasonable thing, after all, any nobleman in the kingdom knows it.

The Marquis of Sanchel spent a lot of money to persuade the current head of the Cravina family to abandon his decision to intervene in Shulbourne.

The Clevenna family stated that if these kingdom nobles were able to occupy Sulburn, it would be at their own power.

They will not interfere in any way.

Therefore, the nobles present today have come to cordially present valuable gifts to the Marquis of Sancheel.

Everyone wants a piece of the cake in Surburn.

At this time, they came out of the brightly lit mansion one after another and gathered in front of the door.

The aristocrats had warm smiles on their faces, and the laughter and polite interaction with each other never stopped.

"Please."

A nobleman stretched out his hand and politely gestured to a group of nobles.

Under his guidance, the nobles boarded the carriage one after another, urging the coachman to drive away.

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling in front of the mansion sounded.

These voices melodiously faded away in the night, gradually disappearing into the distance.

After a while, the last few nobles slowly walked out of the doorway, hugging each other.

All of them had satisfied smiles on their faces, and they talked and laughed freely.

One of the nobles extended his hand to the Marquis de Sanchell and shook his hand politely, his voice filled with sincere gratitude:

"Marquis Sanchel, thank you for your hard work. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to convince the Cleaveners. ”

"We take everything you did."

The smiles of several nobles revealed deep respect, and the corners of their eyes were tightly twisted into an arc of laughter.

The Marquis of Sanchel, who faced them, was also smiling and nodded politely in response:

"Count Gaymage, I don't dare to take that seriously."

"This is not only due to my credit, but also to everyone's good cooperation."

As soon as the words fell, several nobles present burst into laughter.

In a way, the nobles of these kingdoms were indeed extremely happy.

After all, for them, Sulben was originally the land of the kingdom.

A territory that belongs to the kingdom, but is controlled by the people of the empire next door, they are naturally unwilling.

Although the nobles knew what had happened in the realm.

But now Victor is dead.

What's more, it is not a glorious thing for the kingdom to be in the hands of others.

Wouldn't it be a shame for outsiders to spread it?

But now, they were about to regain their lost territory, and it was doubly happy to be able to reap the benefits of the rich territory of Sulburn.

The key to the aristocracy's ability to work together in such a concerted effort was that they all believed in the Marquis of Sancheel.

For the Marquis of Sanchel there was no one more eager to retake Sulburn than he was.

The reason for this is the absurd system of Shulben -

It is forbidden to use subhumans as slaves and to be treated on the same footing as ordinary workers.

Jane is unheard of absurd.

In their view, even hired workers may not always be paid under the laws of the kingdom, let alone subhumans.

The Marquis de Sanchell abhorred these systems.

And his dislike of subhumans is well known.

Everyone knows that the son of the Marquis of Sanchel is in love with a subhuman.

This was a stain in the Marquis's heart that could never be erased.

Suddenly, a nobleman remembered this incident and couldn't help asking:

"Lord Marquis, why didn't you see your young master at today's banquet?"

When Marquis Sanchel heard this, his brows tightened, and his voice was cold:

"Hmph, that rebel, I have locked him in the basement and forbade him to come out."

Immediately, he turned to Count Gaymekey and said in a slightly slower tone:

"But don't worry, Count Gaymeage. I will let my son marry your daughter in style. ”

This promise caused the two nobles to laugh and smile.

This promise caused the two nobles to laugh and smile.

"With the words of the Marquis, I am relieved,"

"Then I'll go home and wait in peace."

With that, Count Gaymekey turned and departed, stepping over the stone steps and through the stone-brick courtyard,

Standing in front of the carriage door, he bowed to the Marquis of Sanchell again.

Then slowly got into the carriage and slowly drove away with the crisp sound of horses' hooves.

After the carriages of these nobles left one after another, the Marquis of Sanchel, who was standing at the door of the mansion, suddenly put away his smile and his face became cold.

What bullshit gratitude? To put it bluntly, none of these nobles have the guts.

If you really want to use the reconquest as a reason, all the nobles will work together to regain the ownership of Shulbourne.

After all, in everyone's eyes, it is a fact that Victor is dead.

And Seuburn originally belonged to Prisis, but because Prisis was young at the time, Victor became Prisis's adoptive father.

As a result, the family that belonged to Shulben became Clavenna.

As long as they don't move Prisis, let her continue to be the lord of Shulben.

Then the ownership of the territory will still belong to the kingdom normally.

Because, Prisis is a person who strictly abides by the rules of the kingdom and is born on the land of the kingdom.

But alas, this group of nobles is too greedy.

Do they really care if a territory is led by humans or bloods? Not.

What they wanted was never for Seuburn to return to the kingdom, but for the huge profits that the realm would generate every year.

It's just that this fertile land happens to be occupied by a blood clan, and it happens that the ownership falls into the hands of the Clavenna family.

This allowed this group of nobles to find some excuses for greed.

Otherwise, it is clear that Leah, the head of the Clevenna family, has been in Shulben for a whole month.

But they always kept a wait-and-see attitude, and no one dared to stand up for the nobles to unite and ask the Clevina family for an explanation.

"Sure enough, you're the one who sees it the most thoroughly, Marquis Sancher."

A crisp sound of footsteps came from behind the door, and as the words became clearer, the Marquis of Sanchell followed the sound and looked back.

Out of the splendid hall came a woman in a rich robe.

She held a pink-white fox in her arms, and one hand gently stroked the fox's soft fluff, which looked gentle and delicate.

Seeing this person, Marquis Sanchel bowed his head slightly respectfully.

"Miss Leah, I'm smiling."

Witnessing the ugliness of the nobles of the kingdom, Sanchell couldn't help but feel helpless, and could only sigh in his heart.

They really deserve to be pitted.

"Greedy people are everywhere in the world, and I am no exception."

"But greed also has a way. Lo and behold, my greed was successful. ”

Leah's eyes were on the carriage with the Sanchel Bryant family crest hanging on the side.

It was a deer-shaped badge made of gold streamlines, surrounded by golden flowers, which looked noble and mysterious.

And now, the door of the carriage was opening open, and it was filled with gold and silver treasures from various nobles.

All of these were gifts generously given by other nobles to the Marquis of Sanchell for the sake of Sulburn.

Of course, on the surface, it looks like a gift for Sanchel, but in fact these things are all for Leah.

Soon after, the carriage full of gifts will follow the Cravina family to Riah's mansion in Surburn.

And this is only the first step for the nobles to be pitted.

Then, after a moment of contemplation, the Marquis of Sanchel continued to ask Leah:

"So, Count Victor...... Really coming back? ”

In the kingdom, Victor is an honorary three-star earl, and it is not wrong for Sancher to call him that.

Leah listened to the Marquis's question, gently stroking the fox in her arms, and a meaningful smile curled into the corners of her mouth.

"Guess who gave me this little guy?"

The Marquis of Sanchell froze in place, staring intently at the extremely cute little fox in her arms, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart.

The white and pink coat was almost more beautiful than any fox he had ever seen, like a piece of warm white jade.

Suddenly, he remembered that when he visited Leah some time ago, she didn't have this fox in her arms,

Count Sanchel couldn't help but think of the mysterious man he saw on the street that day.

"As for your son, rest assured."

Leah smiled slightly,

"He'll be happy."

Hearing this, Sanchel couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes showed deep worry.

In this world, can the feelings between humans and subhumans really be accepted?

As he pondered, he didn't notice.

On the roof in the distance, a man was standing in the dark.

He wears a black suit, a top hat, and a gem-encrusted cane.

Hidden in the night, silently staring into the distance.

He looked at the countless carriages departing in the distance, and the dark purple magic tower suspended in his other hand was shining with brilliant light.

[Current Concentration Target - 'Greed']