Hearing Leah's pretended relaxed words, Sanchel only felt cold sweat.

This...... This is definitely persecution.

At this moment, if he were another marquis, he would definitely not hesitate to give up the sub-man.

After all, it's not an important thing, and if you give it, you give it......

"Once the marquis agrees, the earls under their command will naturally be easy to deal with, and it will work for the upper and lower levels."

Leah looked at Marquis Sanchel with a smile.

But in that gentle smile, there is an absolute confidence like a sharp blade.

The rest of the way, she didn't say any more.

But Sanchell had understood what Riah meant.

The marquis and the earl are soft, and the nobles below are not convinced?

Will you borrow your subhuman slaves?

The nobles are all obedient, but what about the follow-up subhuman traders?

This kind of solution, on the contrary, is the best solution.

What can be done with just a sum of money,

Even in certain areas where the administration of subhuman slaves was more lenient, such as his domain.

These sub-traffickers will even be detained by him, and it is enough to give the other party a loss fee.

And some subhuman slaves in other families.

Then let those earls spread the word, and let those people go door to door to hand over the sub-people.

Each family can give a little compensation, such as a local tax exemption for one month.

But in this way, once the matter is reached, the family of the Marquis of Sanchel will have to be bound to the Clayvenna family.

Because he will inevitably offend the entire noble community of the kingdom for this.

Unless...... The other party persuaded him with a more suitable reason.

"I don't know why I did it, but it was Victor's request."

Leah sighed helplessly and continued:

"He told me that if I didn't, I was afraid that the whole kingdom would soon be at risk of extinction."

Hearing this, the Marquis of Sanchell immediately nodded in agreement.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's just that he believes what Victor says.

"Rest assured, Miss Leah."

"In a week, I'll do my best to do it all!"

Don't underestimate the influence of a marquis, let alone underestimate the execution of a marquis who has both fatherly love and patriotism.

The Marquis de Sanchell dared to make such a commitment as a sign of his unwavering belief in success.

In particular, he also received three somewhat outrageous subhumans as support.

"But where are these subhumans going to be consigned?"

This is also the question that the Marquis of Sanchel is most puzzled about.

After all, nearly half a million subhumans have gathered, and they can't all be waiting on the streets of their respective territories.

"Just take Sulburn."

"Victor said this is where the war will be."

War? Who? With whom to go to war!?

At this moment, Marquis Sancher's mind was full of doubts.

He was tempted to ask further, but Leah's appearance wouldn't necessarily tell him.

On top of that, I'm afraid people don't even know what Victor is up to.

Sure enough, Leah didn't give any more details, she just continued to help repeat Victor's words.

"Victor also said."

Leah looked at Marquis Sanchel's reaction and smiled slightly,

"If all goes well, the status of the subhumans is expected to be improved in one fell swoop."

"After that, it's up to you, Marquis, to see if you can grasp it."

Hearing this, the Marquis was silent for a moment.

He felt that something didn't seem quite right.

It's as if I've done my best to help others, and I have to thank them in the end.

But he didn't think much of it, just followed up with a compliment after Leah's words fell.

"Thank you, Count Victor, for your help."

Leah is just an executor, in charge of the logistics that helps her brother solve all the upfront challenges.

All she needed to do was say something Victor, and she would just go and help out.

What an enviable brother-sister relationship, Marquis Sanchell thought to himself.

knew that he should have worked hard at the beginning and gave birth to two more,

The province now has only one and only son, and he is so upset.

If only the son could have a sister, maybe he could persuade his son.

The idea of making my son like subhuman has been improved somewhat.

After all, people of the same age know their peers best.

Alas, regret not at the beginning.

But after what Leah told him, Sanchel also understood one thing,

Co-author Archduke Barlow, like him, became an actor with the Craviner family.

White worried.

Leah smiled and nodded slightly.

Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she reached for the pocket watch on the table.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the golden pocket watch was opened and he took one more look.

Then she got up from the chaise longue, hugged the fox in her arms, threw a warm smile at the Marquis de Sanchell and said:

"It's settled, and it's time for me to take my leave, Lord Marquis."

"It's about the same time, I have to go out and pick someone up."

Puzzled, the Marquis of Sanchell told him that the person Ria was going to meet was likely to be closely related to the events at hand.

However, as a nobleman, he naturally knew that it was rude to ask questions that were too personal.

After all, the dialogue between the aristocracy has always been a subtle and elegant art.

So, he smiled apologetically and said:

"I'm delaying you, Miss Leah."

"If it's something important, just go, don't worry about me."

He didn't specifically ask who he was going to meet.

But Leah still glanced at the Marquis of Sanchell and said with a little explanation:

"Important...... Yes, indeed. ”

She sighed helplessly and turned her head to look at the golden sunlight in the sky.

In those clear eyes, the golden streamer was reflected, and a faint melancholy flowed out.

"Strictly speaking, that's my sister-in-law."

.....

At the edge of the Sauerburne station, a magnificent horse-drawn carriage slowly pulls to a halt.

On the side of the car hangs a gilded family crest, which shines in a dazzling gold in the sun.

The servant who led the horse stepped down from the carriage and politely opened the door.

Then, a lady dressed in an elegant caftan and holding a pink fox slowly walked out.

She wore a white plush shawl over her shoulders, which looked particularly mature and intellectual with her cheongsam.

As soon as Leah got out of the car, her mature beauty immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by.

It's just that when they caught a glimpse of the gilded family crest shining with golden light on the carriage, they lowered their heads one after another.

Silently continue his journey, without making any more sounds.

After all, almost all of the two major events that have taken place in the kingdom recently are closely related to the Clivener family.

First, many imperial counts were imprisoned, and the position of the lord of Shuerben was determined one after another.

The other thing is the duel between Victor and Archduke Barlow after the resurrection.

Especially after the end of Viktor's duel with Archduke Barlow.

The originally prestigious Clavenna family seemed to have lost its former glory for a while.

At this moment, many passers-by are secretly talking about Leah.

Despite this, Leah doesn't seem to take these eyes to heart.

Soon, another girl stepped out of the carriage.

She was dressed in a red and black dress, and her silver-white hair swayed gently in the air.

The eyes as bright as ruby are enough to make people feel intoxicated.

Seeing this girl, the eyes of many passers-by involuntarily focused on her, and their eyes revealed an indescribable respect.

After all, she is known to be the rumored Lord of Prisis of the Bloodline.

Although in that battle of nobility, she was victorious, and the negative news about her was clarified.

But for a while, the impression that Prisis was a blood clan was still difficult to erase in everyone's minds.

Although they had great respect for the lord, they also maintained a certain reverence for her bloodline.

Only a handful of pedestrians dared to approach and offer their greetings to the Blood Lord.

Prissis didn't seem to care.

Since that day, she has grown accustomed to the vagaries of these residents.

Now, these people didn't dare to take the initiative to approach, but instead made her feel a little peaceful.

"Auntie, is Miss Gwen off this train?"

Now, Prissis is even more comfortable shouting these titles, completely losing the shyness she felt before.

But when Leah heard this title, she always regretted it.

I always feel that I have invisibly found a lot of trouble for myself.

But now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing to regret.

So, Leah nodded and coped.

"Gwen has informed me in advance, and Her Majesty has given her permission to come to the Kingdom."

After saying that, Lia sighed softly.

It really made Victor right.

As soon as the news of his serious injury spreads, Gwen will definitely come to the kingdom to look for him as soon as possible.

Victor's injury, the Grand Duke naturally will not publicize it to the public.

At the end of the day, this is a deliberate leak from within the Clivener family.

But Leah still hasn't understood that since Victor wants Gwen to come to the kingdom, shouldn't she just be the first to call?

Why do you want to deliberately get yourself seriously injured by a big bus?

Victor came back with an injury, but she was distressed for a long time.

She eagerly promised never to let Victor do any strenuous activity during this time.

Of course, there is also the act of gathering sub-people, which also makes Leah extremely puzzled.

I always feel that Victor seems to be preparing some particularly big plan,

And it's all about Gwen.

At this time, the hazy magical track gradually became clear, and the train floating in the air slowly stopped.

"Toot-"

With a long roar, the steel beast slowly opened its body.

Countless waiting residents of the kingdom excitedly held signs and rushed forward to greet their relatives and friends.

However, when the front door slowly opened, no one poured out inside.

Only a cold breath spread.

The cold air made the air around him seem to freeze, and even the white mist gently fluttering in the air became thicker.

Countless inhabitants of the kingdom felt a biting chill, and involuntarily avoided a few meters away, consciously giving way to a passage.

Immediately, a female knight dressed in silver armor and decorated with the image of a fierce snow mastiff on her chest was revealed.

As she stomped, sharp transparent ice crystals sprouted on the ground, and the crisp sound of steel clashing echoed around the station.

The face is like frost, and it is extremely sharp.

And Leah, when she saw Gwen, hidden behind the crowd, couldn't help but wave her hand excitedly.

"Gwen, this way!"

When Gwen heard Leah's call, her eyes immediately locked on Ria and Prisis.

And slowly walked along the path that the crowd had given way.

As she walked, a stream of cold air and white mist rose gently.

The surrounding residents were stunned, shocked by this sudden momentum, and involuntarily retreated to the sides.

What kind of power does this look like?

It's horrible.

In full view of everyone, Gwen walked up to Leah without hurry.

His gaze was like a scanner, roaming back and forth between Leah and Priss.

Eventually, her eyes were fixed on the little fox in Leah's arms.

The gaze is so deep that it seems to be about to see through its soul.

The little fox was so uncomfortable with such a gaze that her hair stood on end, and she nervously hid in Leah's warm embrace.

Seeing this, Leah couldn't help but blame Gwen softly:

"Gwen, restrain some of your aura."

"You're scared of it."

At the same time, she reached out and stroked the little fox's fur, trying to soothe its emotions.

But then, Gwen leaned closer, only half a foot away from Leah, and grabbed Leah's arm.

Leah was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to Gwen's condensed, merciless eyes.

The other party's voice was cold, as if with a bit of questioning, and it was very serious:

"You, and its body."

"Why, it smells like Victor."