November 1st.

The incident of Viscount Tlanca was rumored to be in the Iversa Territory. Although the "hang" has not been executed yet and even the charges have not been confirmed, banquets in various noble territories have become much more frequent because of this topic.

In terms of the reason, it is naturally because of the nobles' covetousness of the "Kige Town" and nearby territories.

According to the convention among the nobles of the kingdom, there are actually many ways to obtain territory: the most common way is to "inheritance", followed by "marriage". The rest is partly obtained by buying and selling transactions, while for "new nobles" like Soderol, they are obtained by "secrets" by the lords of the first-level rank.

These are relatively peaceful methods. If the most "direct" means are to directly invade through force.

However, the nobles of the Karen Kingdom were not the uncivilized barbarians in the northeast of the mainland, and they were mostly reasonable, so the nobles did not frequently go to war with each other - just say it well, and if the negotiations were not made, they would use force only if they had to be strong. This concept is the consensus of the nobles.

So before tearing apart, even if he covets the territory and wealth of Tlanca, the nobles at the same banquet will still keep smiling and make invisible tests between each other-

"Duke Angma seems to have been using a lot of tricks since he woke up. After this incident happened, he has not given a definite attitude until now."

At the banquet hosted by Count Durant, the seemingly harmonious nobles were talking in a low voice.

"Maybe he was scared by the undead? The battle in Hollier City was quite disturbing, but since that time, he began to focus his resources on the fortress defense in the north. Could it be that he was worried that the orcs would come from the Naihemiya Plain? Haha..."

A chuckle sounded on the dining table. Obviously, Angma's "thoughts" were not accepted by them - it was true that, as the largest lord of Everta, Angma only needed to care about taxes. Why did he send so many people to the fortress for no reason? Isn't there enough soldiers who eat rice?

"He is so indifferent to his attitude, it really makes people feel itchy... Speaking of which, the tax revenue in Kiger Town is really comparable to that of thirty villages. It would be true that it would be false to say that he is not moved."

"What? Baron Moria, are you interested in there?"

"Ha...Who is not interested? But I know my weight. If you want to say that you are qualified to fight for it, I am afraid that Earl Durant has hope more than anyone else?"

As several nobles talked, everyone turned their eyes to the seat of the dining table, where Count Durant sat upright, always maintaining a calm smile.

He was the most powerful lord among the nobles here, with the most knights under his command and the least buying Angma's account. The sarcasm at Francis' banquet was enough to show his attitude, and he was vaguely considered the leader among these nobles.

At this time, Count Durant was cutting the steak with a delicate silver knife and fork. When he heard the conversation around him, he smiled and looked up, swallowed the meat pieces and said, "This incident is related to the dead. Obviously, it cannot be regarded as an ordinary thing. Since Angma has his own plans, I can't say anything. I can only advise you not to be impulsive and to wait and see what happens is the right choice..."

It sounds quite reasonable, but when you think about it carefully, it means you don't say anything.

"It's still the Count who sees it far-reachingly. The existence of traitors cannot be tolerated within the kingdom. I want me to say that all those who betray the Kingdom of Karen should be hanged immediately - Come, this glass of wine, I wish all traitors to go to hell as soon as possible!"

"cheers!"

Everyone was raising their glasses, but no one noticed that Count Durant was a little stiff-smile-the nobles drank the wine and then continued to talk hypocritically, which continued until late at night before ending as the guests dispersed.

When the last noble left the venue, the face of Count Durant, who always smiled, quickly became gloomy.

"Damn Angma...how could this happen..."

He cursed in a low voice, his eyes full of sinisterness - as a human aristocrat who knew Tranca's true identity and even had several transactions with Ansadin, the current situation can definitely be called a "crisis of life and death" for him!

He knew very well that once the transaction between him and Ansadin was revealed, his next fate would definitely be a suspenseless death penalty, just like Tlanca!

Because in name, he is also a traitor.

Earl Durant was afraid that he had sent a large number of spies to investigate everything that happened in Keege, but this did not make him feel at ease. After experiencing today's conversation, the Earl finally decided to...send his most capable subordinates to clear all the evidence!

"Kiggtown may not be mine, but there is something about the undead, and no one can know!"

The assassin in black knelt on one knee, and after Durant's decisive order, he immediately stood up and disappeared outside the door...

*******

At the same moment, in the Duke's Mansion of Hollier City, Duke Angma, who was regarded as idiots by a group of nobles, was whispering to the two guardian knights.

"So... he turned the situation around in a few seconds and forced Magda into a desperate situation?"

Angma sighed softly, with a complicated expression: "He has shown his control in local battles, but can he compete with Magda head-on... is it because the opponent was injured too much?"

Without witnessing the battle, Angma would naturally ask such questions—in fact, most people would blame Magda's failure on the injury in his left arm.

But the two people standing next to Angma at this time did not think so.

"Magda's injury was not as severe as he imagined. His attack was sharp and he even completely suppressed us at the beginning of the battle - most importantly, he always maintained his momentum in Hollier City..."

After Wellington finished speaking, Titus nodded and agreed: "At his level, ordinary injuries will have an impact, but as long as we have momentum, they will still have the power to crush everything. If we fight head-on, the winner will be... it is also hard to say, maybe the loss side will be bigger."

"How did Roddy... do it?"

Angma had great doubts about Roddy, but when he asked this, he found that the eyes of the two knights in front of him seemed a little weird, and even a little awe appeared faintly...

"I can't say it, Roddy gave us a strange feeling, as if he had changed out of thin air at that moment."

"His strength has not increased, but his momentum has directly overwhelmed the other party. Now that I think about it... I feel a little unbelievable."

After all, there was no result in this topic, but Angma's impression of Roddy obviously changed a little. Thinking of the news that this guy came from Kieger Town, he had to sigh that the thoughts in this young man's mind were really amazing.

While he was talking, butler John came over and handed over a message. Angma turned around, curled his lips and smiled, "Rody is really hiding deep enough now. These nobles were fooled by him. As a result, so far... no one knows that he is the biggest planner behind him."

"Master, he is like this..."

Wellington asked hesitantly: "Although I know he is kind, Roddy is using your power..."

"This is the difference between me and those guys." Angma didn't care at all. She smiled and picked up the teacup and took a sip of the warm milk tea. "Being used? Actually, I wish he could use my power to do these things - some people I have always wanted to solve but cannot. I was wondering why he was so low-key that he didn't even want a title. Now think about it...tsk tsk."

"This kid's ambition...is really not small."

*******

"Ah--Sneeze!"

Walking on the streets of Kiger Town, Rodie, who was thinking about changing his new equipment, rubbed his nose, wondering whether to ask Akasha to change himself to a thicker quilt, but then he realized that this beautiful pastor was not a "maid" at all...

"I'm really a habit..."
Chapter completed!