After the meeting of the nobles of Crewe City, even the ordinary citizens noticed that the city was more fortified than ever.

From the afternoon of the end of the meeting, the original garrison corps could only be responsible for street security, fire patrols, and other inconsequential matters, and the defense of the city walls and the defense of the main road intersections were all transferred to the sixth and seventh corps of the kingdom.

However, ordinary citizens of the city do not feel that there is anything wrong, and they should do whatever they want.

The nobles of the upper districts, after today's meeting of the nobles, went directly to their respective villas and refused any visitors.

Night falls imperceptibly,

When martial law and curfew were imposed in the outer city, the nobles and lords of the inner city rested for a whole day in carriages, and walked out of the villas one after another to shuttle back and forth on the streets.

...

At the Wild Deer Mountain Non-commissioned Officer Academy, after two theoretical classes at the end of dinner, the students returned to their respective dormitories and fell asleep in accordance with the regulations of the barracks at the urging of the instructor.

At half past nine in the evening, a curfew began to be imposed throughout the school.

At eleven o'clock, the light rain over the city slowly became a little heavy, and two simple carriages slowly drove into the school gate under the rain.

A few minutes later,

In the simple principal's office, Cowlier, Edwin Film, and Seck Mara sat around the reception sofa.

On the small square table in the middle of the couch, hot tea was steaming from three wooden teacups, Cowrell had just sat down and stood up and walked to the fireplace to add firewood to it, Edwin Filmin and Seck Marne slapped the raindrops on their bodies, complaining about the sudden rain outside.

When Collier sat down on the sofa again, the other two were already in the teacup and slowly tasting the fragrance of tea, the old mage looked at the two of them with a frown, and said with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "What is going on with you in today's venue?"

"What else could it be like, I didn't react. The wrinkles on Saike-Marat's face piled up, and the whole person looked very depressed, "You don't know that the situation on the scene is developing too fast, and I don't have time to express my position, Your Majesty will solve the matter." ”

"That's not a reason at all. Cowlier shook his head, "Today, we missed a great opportunity...", he looked at Edwin Filming, "The position of Prime Minister in the government should have been taken over by you... And because of your withdrawal, His Majesty temporarily changed his mind. ”

"It's me who is too cautious. Edwin Fellin didn't explain, "But that's just the position of prime minister of a government, so there's no need to be so nervous... Sir Bipp is but a puppet under His Majesty's royal power. ”

"Yes, just a puppet. Collier said coldly, "But now you've lost your qualification to be a puppet... You don't understand what the removal of the Cabinet means for the whole Kingdom!" he pointed to Edwin Film's chest, "From today onwards, you are no longer a member of the Cabinet, but an ordinary Chancellor of the Exchequer, and you have no right to ask about any matters that have nothing to do with the Kingdom's finances, and I can only teach students in this school in peace!"

"We even lost the opportunity to take the initiative to meet His Majesty. The old mage spread his hands, "We're not even as influential now... Not as good as the young secretary general next to His Majesty. He leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling, "From this day forward, all the power in the kingdom is concentrated in that little king's office. ”

"And you, because of your stupidity and prudence, have lost the power to approach that office!"

"That's—" Seke-Mara frowned and wanted to say something.

"I have said long ago that His Majesty hates people who swing... He's not a murderous ruler, he's more emotional than you think... As long as you can stand firmly by His Majesty's side when he needs help the most, you will be rewarded tenfold or hundredfold. ”

Cowlier stared at Edwin Film, "Think about this morning, you have left His Majesty alone, he will feel that you cannot be trusted, and you will be labeled as 'dangerous, unusable' and so on!"

"Are you too worried? Edwin Fellin was a little dissatisfied with Cowleyll's reprimanding words, and he frowned slightly to show his dissatisfaction, "Your Majesty has now completely torn his face with the nobles, and the only thing he can rely on now is us... I don't think His Majesty would abandon us at such a time, he would not dare to take this risk. ”

Edwin Film's last words made Seke Marat frown, and then let go. He looked at the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom who was leaning on the sofa very casually in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but chose to shut up because of the identity of the other party.

But Cowlier didn't have so many scruples, he said directly and coldly: "You idiot. ”

"Since when did you start to become as arrogant as a young man, as stupid as those nobles?" the old mage looked a little excited, his palm repeatedly slapping the small wooden table in front of him, "what do you want to do?" or are you going to learn from those nobles who want to challenge Your Majesty's royal power?"

"You're so excited, old friend. Edwin Fellin frowned.

"It's you who make things too simple, old man. Cowlier let out a breath and said with a depressed expression, "Your recent events have been so smooth that you have forgotten the dangers around you. ”

"Is this complicated?" said Edwin Film, leaning back, reaching out and expertly pulling open a drawer in the wooden cabinet behind the sofa and taking out the humidor inside, as he handed out the cigars.

"Your Majesty's appointment of Sir Bishop as Prime Minister of the Government is only to assuage the resentment of the nobles and to prevent them from thinking of rebellion... With Sir Bipp's ability, he will only make a mess of the government's work, and at that time His Majesty will consider a new candidate for Prime Minister. ”

Collier couldn't resist frowning at these words, and he couldn't resist the words that wanted to be sarcastic. He silently took the cigar from Titus and expertly fiddled with the cigarette holder, glancing at Edwin Film's confident expression from time to time.

I don't know when the cautious Edwin Filmin is gone, and the humble Edwin Filming, who listens to him carefully, is gone, and is replaced by a self-confident Treasurer of the Kingdom.

His humility is not there,

He wants to take control of the conversation at all times!

He went from a wise political investor to a politician with a shiny face.

A politician who only knows how to think about his own interests!

He was trying to correct the primacy and subordination between their alliances.

At the same time, he's changing his allegiance... Previously, he was loyal to the king, to the ruler of the Kru Realm, but now he is accountable only to himself.

Collier, who suddenly figured out these questions, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back.

"Suck" the old mage gulped down on his cigar to hide the moment's amazement, and when the smoke filled, he said, "Perhaps... Well, even if His Majesty really appointed Sir Bipp as Prime Minister of the government in order to appease the nobles, then there would be a good buffer between him and those nobles... In other words, it is possible for His Majesty and the nobles to come to a reconciliation at any time... As long as the chips are sufficient. ”

"Of course, I agree. Edwin Fellin shrugged his shoulders and spat out a puff of smoke ring, "But this chip must not be something that anyone can afford to pay, even His Majesty has to think about the consequences." ”

Cowlier, who had figured out the problem, was no longer entangled in Edwin Film's attitude at the moment, he leaned back on the sofa and casually glanced at Seker-Mara next to him, and said in a very relaxed tone: "I also agree... So, let's think about what we should do next. ”

"The next step is nothing more than the formation of the Prime Minister's government and negotiations with the orcs. "Don't worry, I'll give my full support to the formation of the Prime Minister's government, and don't forget, I'm also the Deputy Prime Minister," he said, looking out at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier, "As for the orcs... Of course I would raise my hands in favor of working with the orcs. ”

Cowlier looked at his allies now, swallowed the next words back into his stomach, and looked at Seke-Mara next to him and said, "Good... It seems that our Excellency the Deputy Prime Minister has already arranged everything ... So, can you have some wine?"

"I need red wine!" Edwin Filming, probably feeling that he had finally taken the initiative in his conversation with Cowllier, smiled unconsciously, "Do you have red wine here?"

"Of course, two boxes specially sent by Fort Kaval. Collier smiled, "You know, Your Majesty doesn't like red wine very much. ”

"Felder's sunset red?" Seke-Marat's eyes lit up.

"Of course!"

"Haha, this thing is not easy to get now, the southern seas have long been controlled by the Misha Kingdom and the elves, and it is impossible for our merchant ships to cross it. ”

"The kingdom is negotiating with the werewolves, and I'm sure we'll be able to drink it again soon. ”

"I hope so. "Seke-Marat clearly has no hope for this negotiation.

But Edwin Filmin was very concerned about this matter, and he looked at Cowlier, "Did you get any accurate information?"

"I'll just say it casually. ”

...

Today's Crewe City is destined to be a sleepless night,

On the streets of the inner city washed by heavy rain, there are still many horse-drawn carriages running back and forth in the heavy rain after 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and countless windproof lamps and street lamps make the whole inner city show a very special scenery under the heavy rain.

Of course, it also made the officers and men of the Sixth Corps, who were in charge of defense, constantly curse.

Sixth Block, outside the Upper Ninth Estate,

In the heavy rain, a simple four-wheeled carriage slowly approached the gate of the manor under the traction of two brown war horses.

A few minutes later, the carriage was firmly parked outside the gate of the manor house.

The new Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Sir Bipp, stood at the gate of the villa with a humble face from this moment, looking at an old man who had stepped out of the carriage.

"Marquis Daisier, you have been waiting for you for a long time. "Sir Bipp's voice was not small, but it was inaudible under the influence of the loud sound of the rain washing.

Daisily Pombo wears a pitch-black cloak, which makes his figure look blurry in the dark night. After looking left and right with a pair of slightly indifferent eyes in the cloak, he went to the edge of the outer door of the villa and whispered to Sir Bipp, "I will not go in to your meeting, take me to your study, and let no one see me." ”

The old Bipp was stunned, his gray hair shining in the dim light outside, he had never disobeyed Daisyri's words in the past, but now he subconsciously said: "The nobles are waiting for you." ”

Daisily Pombo lowered the damp canopy above his head and looked coldly at the old sir, "I said, take me to your office, and don't inform anyone of my arrival. ”

"Well... Good. ”

Five minutes later,

Inside the spacious and warm study of the villa,

Bipp, Daisily Pombo, and Viscount Weiz Burst, the newly elected representative of the nobility of Crewe, each sat around the warm fireplace with a glass of red wine in hand.

"Your Majesty's Kingdom Decree has been sent everywhere..."Viscount Weisz-Berg was very young, only thirty-two years old, with a long beard, and the wax oil on his beard glittered in the lamplight.

He looked at Daisily Pombo with the humility and awe he deserved, "Soon, our 'Covenant of Ancestors' will be abolished, and the status of that group of merchants will soon surpass ours. ”

"You're wrong, Viscount Weiz. Daisily Pombo's voice was calm, but with a chill that seeped into the marrow, "We have never been higher than theirs," he stared at the raging flames, "Have you forgotten that the merchants had the same traditions as we did... But they are richer than we are, and if the Ancestral Covenant continues, they will benefit significantly more than us, but they still spare no effort to support His Majesty's abolition of the Covenant. ”

"Why is that?" he looked at Bipp, at the new head of the Imperial Government.

"Why?" Bipp asked rhetorically, habitually, and in Daisili-Pombo's side, he had long been accustomed to following orders rather than thinking about problems.

"I don't know. Daisily Pombo shook his head, "I suddenly realized that we didn't even know our opponents, we didn't know at all... But our opponents know us as well as their hands, and they know our strengths and our weaknesses even more. ”

"It's like... That's really the case. The younger Viscount Weisz-Brew nodded thoughtfully.

Bipp also fell into thought...

"Merchants always say that the era of aristocracy is over. Daicily Pombo sipped the wine and said with a thoughtful countenance: "I used to spit on such statements, but this morning's meeting of the nobles suddenly made me feel that our era may really come to an end... Don't look at me like that, think about it. He played with his glass, smiled in response to the strange glances of the two, and continued:

"Think about the fall of the Empire, and look at the rise of the Duchy of Suluk, the reforms of Duke Andy Barrett of the Duchy of Twak, and the declining Duchy of Rigrock, all of which reveal the end of the era of aristocratic rule... These changes are revealing a problem... Those who adapt to the new era will continue to survive, and those who do not adapt will be eliminated. ”