For the aristocrats of Everta, the ultimate purpose of the dinner was obviously to resolve the contradiction between them and Angmar.

In fact, for any duke's territory, internal "contradictions" always exist, but as for the other dukes of the kingdom, the nobles under their control are difficult to unite to rebel ...

It's just that the situation has become a little special in Everta: Angmar has almost lost self-awareness for five consecutive years, Francis is only a mediocre, and there is almost no improvement in the construction of the territory, but he has lost more because of the small movements that tied his hands and feet. Most of the lords in the territory gradually lost confidence in the Roussillon family.

After Francis' death, Angmar, who had regained power, forcibly launched a war preparation order regardless of the fact that the territory was weak.This was almost a last-minute straw that overwhelmed their confidence, leaving most of the nobles on the opposite side of the duke. .

The truth is simple: the duke's actions brought a crisis to the finances of Everta, and the army sent around also made most nobles feel a sense of crisis ... Only one of their choices remained: united, forced to let Angmar stopped these behaviors that they considered "out of bounds."

"So you can ignore the jealous enemies at the border and unite to force me to compromise?"

Angmar's old face didn't show much expression.He held a black cane and stood with his waist plate upright in front of the three lords--Mulsa, Bogli, and Gruul, except for Viscount Juan. It is the biggest aristocrat with a clear-cut opposition to Angmar, and just now, they finally had a real "confrontation" with Angmar.

"This is not coercion, we just want you to see the situation clearly."

"Angmar, you're old, look at the decisions you made-don't you just watch Everta collapse?"

"The border issue only needs to be resolved by the local lords. We haven't solved the incidents that happened at the beginning of the year?"

Speaking these words at the banquet, it is basically equivalent to slap Angmar directly ... maybe to outsiders, they are right: something happened at the border, these nobles went to the border support by the duke's convening order, and then The problem was solved and everyone was happy.

But actually? The only ones that really solve the problem and face the enemy are Angmar and Roddy's troops.

From the beginning to the end, these aristocratic lords only took their farmer soldiers for a show and did nothing, but to brag the credit for their own.

Facing the various "persuasion" of these lords, the Duke of Angmar originally wanted to say something, but after glancing for a week, he smiled helplessly ... he knew that his decision would encounter great resistance, but did not think Even now such a storm is brewing.

The fact has always been in front of these people: the orc wolf cavalry troops have repeatedly invaded, and none of the undead Magda, Ansadin and Belom is a good stubble. If it was not for Rodi, half of these nobles are estimated To suffer unimaginable losses.

But Roddy did it too "in place"-because he solved the enemy again and again, and blocked the crisis again and again, so that these nobles did not even realize what kind of enemy they were facing, only thinking that everything was a petty fool. .

Because of this ... Roddy's efforts are not the respect of the nobles, but their selective neglect and ingratitude ...

With a sigh in his heart, Angmar overestimated the consciousness of these nobles and underestimated their selfishness.

Looking at the five lords who were willing to stand firm on their side, the old man who had experienced the prosperity and development of the Karen Kingdom was a little sad: the convictions of the aristocrats when the kingdom was unified were just over seventy Years have almost disappeared ... the glory, dedication, and sacrifice of the past are now almost selfish.

"Angmar, take a step back, we are all good at talking, so deadlocked, it's not good for anyone."

If you really have a sense of crisis, where would you gossip about it?

Faced with the collective censure of these lords, Angmar sighed, and then slowly uttered, "I can make today's decision. I want to come to you. You have already made a choice-you choose to believe in Juan's promise, but you don't want to think carefully. Why am I doing this, right? "

Angmar didn't get angry, but still asked questions lightly.

"This is a choice we each make. It has nothing to do with Juan. Angmar, when you were young, you wouldn't make such a decision as a hairy kid.

The lords were obviously reluctant to admit the fact that Viscount Juan united them, but Angmar did not mean to pursue it, just nodded expressionlessly and continued to ask: "I would like to know, attend my banquet, you still Are you ready for the worst with so many personal soldiers? "

Having said that, several lords have noticed a somewhat uncomfortable atmosphere-the situation is now very clear, Angmar is alone, and only five lords in the territory who are not powerful are willing to support him. If it is true What kind of conflict erupts, Angmar simply cannot survive, and has no chance of success.

But the old man in front of him does not look like he is in a weak position ...

At this time, the venue was quiet, only the band was still playing the music hard, and there were very few people on the dance floor. Although the lords chatting quietly around them were trying to cover up the fact that they were raising their ears and listening, but they drifted over from time to time However, they still betrayed the tension and hesitation in their hearts.

The showdown moment has arrived.

The seemingly chattering conversation was silenced by Angmar's cross-examination. The three lords did not answer, while Angmar closed her eyes and looked as if waiting for something ...

Soon, heavy footsteps came from outside the quiet venue.

The aristocrats at the scene turned their eyes and suddenly burst into a panic-two knights, nearly two meters tall, were stepping into the backyard meeting place ... and behind them, they followed the church members wearing black robes.

"哐 ... 哐 ... 哐 ..."

At the banquet scene, a large noisy discussion sounded, and when the two knights approached, the sound seemed to be suppressed by the students, and the surroundings gradually became quiet, and even the band stopped playing—

The oppressive feeling brought about by the metal armor was doubled due to the gorgeous aristocratic clothing.The iconic figures of Titus and Wellington knights allowed their identity to be recognized immediately, and this scene also made the original The nobles who had relaxed in their hearts suddenly became tense.

The two remaining army forces of the Duke of Angmar suddenly broke into the venue fully armed, and people seemed to have smelled some blood ...

"Angmar, what are you trying to do?"

The expressions of several lords were obviously not as relaxed as before, and they stared at the old duke who was standing still in front of them, without knowing it.

"Rest assured, I'm not the kind of person who has been fleeing without any evidence. You should know this."

The duke slowly opened his eyes.Although the age was old and his body was weak, the spirit in his eyes was as substantive as his words obviously pointed out, making the three lords look together ...

Young people may not know it, but they do know that the former Angmar is by no means the bully of today without bullying. Fourteen years ago, when the aristocracy in the southwest of the territory collectively rebelled, what did Angmar do?

What they can recall seems to be the word "bloody".

It is because of a lingering fear in their hearts that they now choose to "force by force" instead of "addition of swords."

The duke's slump and his old appearance have caused too many people to forget his sharp edge-but at this time it was just a simple sentence, and the chill in it caused some lords' eyes to twitch ...

The two knights, Wellington and Titus, did not wear heavy plate armor and no weapons on their waists.They just picked up a box and came to the center of the venue. After saluting, they placed the wooden square box. On the side table ...

"I know that you have been wondering what happened to Wellington and Titus recently, so now I can briefly talk about what they have done these days."

Angmar did not go to see the box, but instead stared at the three lords who were not so good-looking in front of him, and continued: "At the beginning of the attack on the border, not only the orcs, but also the undead, and I have been these days Tracing traitors in the territory with the undead-what happened in Kigg Town, you should know, Captain Roddy has solved many scums that I should clean up, but obviously this is not enough. "

It sounds like these topics have nothing to do with the nobles in front of me, but when referring to the name "Rodi", many people narrowed their eyes slightly, and Quentin and others who were close still held their breath slightly.

"It doesn't matter what you do in your own territory, I won't hesitate, because you are always a noble under my rule ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ But if you collude with the undead or orcs, or become a pagan running dog ... secretly plan for rebellion That can only be my enemy. "

Several lords frowned—one thought of a less optimistic possibility ...

"If you and I only have interests, then we can still sit at the negotiating table and discuss it, as it is now. Differences will exist, but they can all be settled on the table." Angmar tapped his cane and stepped forward At the table, he reached out and held the handle of the wooden box. "But if I become my enemy, I'm afraid ... I have nothing to say."

He randomly opened the wooden box to let the **** smell suddenly spread ...

In an instant, the entire venue seemed to be covered with a cover. At first it was suppressed to the extreme silence, as if silence was held by breathing-then a neat gasp sounded, and then ... ladies and girls Unstoppable scream

Inside the wooden box was a **** skull of Viscount Juan.

Angmar turned blankly, looking at the aristocrats with different expressions in front of her, calmly, "Treason, die."