Section 125 Defects

"Guys, let me tell you. The host said. "This one is the eldest son of Duke Byron, Viscount Bairheim. ”

"You can just call me Beyer. Barheim bowed with a little humility. "It's a pleasure to meet you. ”

His tone was very polite, but that domineering posture was already engraved in his bones, so even if he used his most humble attitude at this moment, he naturally showed a kind of arrogance.

This sudden appearance of an uninvited guest shocked everyone. He shouldn't be here, as everyone knows, Byron's party has been declared a rebel by the queen, stripped of their lands, positions, titles, and possessions. At least in theory. Bairheim is Byron's son, and naturally there will be no exception. Not to mention anything else, if it is known that he is here at the moment, I am afraid that he will not have any good results, and everyone here will inevitably be implicated.

Of course, the shock lasted for a short time. The people present were all high-level members of the Chamber of Commerce, in other words, they were all through a big scene, although this matter was unexpected, but it was only unexpected.

"All right, Viscount Byer," someone spoke, after a long silence. It was a woman who looked to be in her fifties – everyone has to admit that sexism is pervasive in human society. The mere fact that she came to this conference as a woman is enough to say a lot and is the best interpretation of her personal abilities. "What do you want to say?"

"I know people are wary of me, but it's unnecessary. Bairheim, or as he called himself, said. "Not putting your eggs in one basket is indeed the right strategy, but following a path destined to lead to a cliff is a foolish choice. What do you think?"

"You mean, Duke Byron will win?" the woman smiled, "Viscount Byr, to be honest, two or three months ago, I had the same idea, but now, facts speak louder than words. I'm already less confident in my previous judgments. ”

"Hah...... That's right. Everyone knows that our little queen has spent the past six months unexpectedly. To tell you the truth, not only to you, but also to me. It was a big surprise to me. Beyer graciously admits this. "But I want you to understand one thing...... The past six months have not so much been the end of the difficulties for our little queen, but the beginning of everything. ”

Byrheim clearly inherited Byron's style of speaking. His words are extremely intriguing, and the evidence he provides is also very convincing. In fact, the little queen was not the best choice to stay in Eagle Falcon City like this, and the Guards Legion was too large for her current financial situation. This action of hers in itself speaks of her weakness. It is true that she has managed to pay off all the debts due, but it is clear that this is also her limit. Otherwise, how could she have rushed to the hospital and turned all the originally neutral local lords into traitors.

Then, Byrheim slowly listed the advantages of Byron's side. Big and small, all the big. All kinds of true and false intelligence and data. In fact, he barely told many lies, literally, because it was. Byron had made an alliance with the lords of all over the world—an otherwise difficult matter that had been made easy thanks to the Queen's previous judgment.

By the end of his rambling speech, everyone had admitted that Byron had an overwhelming advantage in politics, military, finances, and so on. The reason why he didn't take immediate action was simply because Byron's advantage would be further expanded as time went on.

“...... To sum up, we can clearly see that unless we, the Count of Ashrufat, can find a mountain of gold, or simply turn stones into gold. Otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility for him to get out of this predicament!"

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"Ahh Although his body is not invaded by cold and heat, sometimes he will sneeze inexplicably. According to a deep-seated superstition, this is because someone is chanting his name somewhere else.

The sneeze made his hand tremble, and it made the word he was writing even more crooked. However, this slight twist does not affect his handwriting, because for elven writing, his calligraphy is 108,000 miles away from "beautiful".

It was a document signed by the lord of Iribo, the elven prince Essrubat, for one year to allow the holder of the document to conduct any kind of legal trade in Iribo. Because Ashrufat had written many of these letters over and over again, he was now very proficient in writing and did not take much time.

After a few minutes, he finished the letter, and then signed the name of Ashrufat in elven script at the end of the letter.

It is ridiculous to say that such a letter, which costs no more than one copper, can easily be auctioned for millions of gold orioles. All the elements of the letter, a piece of paper, an envelope, a few drops of ink, plus the ten minutes it took him to write.

Even the legendary magic of "turning stones into gold" is not as good as Eshurufat's letter.

Ashrufat packed the letter and placed it in the corner of his desk. Well, Ah Jin's side is infinitely welcoming to this kind of thing, and the more the better. But Ashruphat himself had to be temperate, for if such a permit did appear on a large scale, it might arouse the suspicion of the elves.

Ashruphat was now certain that the elven prince was dead. Maybe it's an accident in a battle that no one knows about, or the result of a terrible storm on the sea, or some other reason. Because Ashrufat is obviously a human (of course, he is not very sure about this, but at least he does not have a pair of pointed ears), but he has the memory of an elven prince.

According to the hypothesis of the "mutilated soul", the elven prince Eshuruphat had tragically died. The fragment of his soul carried part of the memory and entered the body of the human mercenary Eshurufat. Ashruphat couldn't remember details about the Elven Prince's birth, his parents, his childhood, or anything like that, but at least he remembered how to write a certificate of permission in Elven script. For him, that's enough.

In fact, the hypothesis of "mutilated souls" is a perfect explanation for the inexplicable memories in Ashrufat's mind. The only thing that can't be explained is vampires. Of course, this makes sense, because according to the Church, a vampire is an undead creature, a carrion corpse that is actually long dead, acting due to the power and strong will of the dark arts. So vampires can't be explained from the point of view of normal creatures.

At this time, the night was thick outside the window. Ashrufat came to the window and stared at the night sky. He had a familiar feeling, as if he had gazed at the night sky like this countless times.

At this time, someone suddenly started knocking on the door of his room. At first, the visitor pushed the door, but only began to knock when he found that the door was locked from the inside.

Ashruphat came to the door of the room and hid himself as he opened it. At such a late hour, no one should come to visit him. Either a messenger with urgent news, or a quenched dagger. In Byron's character, he would not give up such a simple solution to the problem as long as he could.

He slammed the door open, and the secret magic that summoned the withered sword was already churning in his mind. But at the door, it was not the stranger he expected, but a figure he was familiar with.

It's the little girl who is coming.

"Your Majesty......" Ashrufat wanted to speak, but he had no chance to continue talking, because the little girl jumped up and hugged his neck.

"Ashrufat, you're back!" cried the little girl against his neck. Eshurufat's gaze looked over the little girl's back to see the rickety, black-cloaked body.

It was the mother-in-law who accompanied the little girl. At this moment, although the little girl did not act like a queen at all, the mother-in-law did not seem to see anything, and maintained the smile that is customary for old people.

In other words, this mother-in-law was not a reliable person in the first place. Otherwise, how could she cooperate with the little girl to sneak out of the palace and wander around the dangerous streets.

"Why didn't you come to me for the first time when you came back!" the little girl finally let go of her arm and stood on the ground. She wasn't dressed normally, but rather like she got up after going to bed. Because the one she was wearing was supposed to be a nightdress.

"There's a lot to deal with. Ashrufat replied. Since the little queen moved to Byron's regent's mansion, the number of maids and guards has been greatly reduced. In fact, there is now only a small team of twenty ordinary soldiers in charge of protection in this mansion.

"What kind of thing?" asked the little girl.

"We're going to start a war. Ashrufat said. "War...... Real war. ”

Perhaps the word "war" reminded the little girl of something, and she bit her lip.

"They told me that my previous order was a complete failure. This is equivalent to sending reinforcements to Byron. The little girl whispered. She tried her best to say it in a calm tone, but in fact there was still a slight anxiety.

"Yes, they are right. Ashruphat welcomed his mother-in-law into the door, then closed the door and locked it.

"What do you want to ......?"

"Your Majesty, you should know that the denser the grass grows, the less effort it will be to cut. Ashrufat said. "Our country allowed the nobility to have private armies, to build strong fortress fortresses. More than eighty nobles means at least eighty forts. Even in the most optimistic way, it will take decades to conquer them all. When a person wants to protect his property and power, he will generally fight to the end regardless of everything. ”

"You mean," the little girl was bewildered by Ashrufat's words. "Want to destroy them?"

"Yes, they must be destroyed. Ashrufat replied. "In the entire Anthropocene realm, there is no other country in which the nobility of a country has such great power. You should know this from the books—travelogues written by scholars, historical research, or whatever. Our nobles have independent military powers, are able to enact their own laws in their own domains, and are able to build strong fortresses that can resist prolonged attacks. And all of these powers are unrestricted by law - nothing can stop them from expanding their armies and building more castles except money and time. ”

"This is a glaring flaw, a legacy of Garunas' short-term unification of Gruni. Ashrufat straightened up and said to the little girl.