Chapter 221: Concubine and strategy

November 1.
The affair of Viscount Transka is enthusiastic in the territory of Evta. Although the "hang" has not been carried out, and even the crime has not been verified, the banquets in the various aristocratic territories have been frequent because of this topic. A lot.
For reasons, it is naturally due to the nobility of the nobles in "Kige Town" and the nearby territories.
According to the practice among the kingdom's nobles, there are actually many ways to acquire territory: the most common way is by "inheritance", followed by "marriage". Part of the rest is obtained through the sale and purchase transaction, while for the "new nobles" like Soderol, it is obtained by the lord of the higher order.
These are all relatively peaceful ways. If it is said that the most "direct" means is direct occupation by force.
However, the aristocrats of the Karen Kingdom are not the uncivilized barbarians in the northeast of the mainland after all. Most of the time, they are reasonable, so the war between the nobles is not frequent-if you can say it well, you can say it well. The use of force is a last resort, and such a concept is the consensus of the nobles.
So before tearing his face, the aristocrats at the same banquet will still keep smiling even if they also covet the land and wealth of Transka.
"The Duke of Angmar seems to have been infatuated since he woke up. After this incident, he hasn't given a precise attitude."
At the banquet hosted by Count Durant, the seemingly harmonious aristocracy was talking in a low voice.
"Maybe scared by the undead? The battle in Hollier City was quite dynamic, but since that time, he has begun to focus his resources on the northern fortress defense line. Could it be that he was worried that the orcs would move from Nessie? Run over the Miya Plain? Hehe ... "
There was a chuckle at the dining table, apparently Angmar's "idea" was very unacceptable to them-also speaking, as the largest lord of Everta, Angmar only needs to care about taxes, and there are so many people for no reason What do you station at the fort? Not enough soldiers to eat rice?
"Although Viscount Transka's son has the right of inheritance, as long as Angmar moves his mouth, where is the young boy who is the bad-smelling one is the opponent? But—"
"He's so indifferent to it, it really makes people feel itchy ... Speaking of which, the tax revenue of Kig Town is comparable to that of thirty villages. It's true to say that it doesn't matter."
"What? Baron Moria, are you interested in there?"
"Who isn't interested? But my weight is clear to me, and if I am qualified to fight there, I am afraid that Count Durant has more hope than anyone else?"
With the conversation of several nobles, everyone also turned their attention to the seat of the dining table, where Count Durant was sitting critically, always keeping the appearance of a slight smile.
He is the most powerful lord among the aristocrats, and has the most knights and the least to buy Angmar's account. At the beginning, the sarcasm at the Francis banquet was enough to show his attitude. Leader.
At this time, Count Durant was cutting steaks with delicate silver knives and forks. Hearing the conversation around him, he smiled, looked up, swallowed the meat and said, "This time the incident is related to the undead, obviously it cannot be regarded as ordinary. Judging from the facts, since Angmar has his own intentions, I am not good at saying anything. I can only advise you not to be impulsive and to wait and see what changes are the right choice ... "
It sounds quite reasonable, but if you think about it, it means that you haven't said anything.
"It is still far-sighted by Lord Count. The presence of traitors is not tolerated in the kingdom. If I say, everyone who betrays the Karen kingdom should be hanged immediately-come, this glass of wine, I wish all the traitors soon hell"
"Yu Cup"
Everyone was toasting, but no one found that Count Durant smiled stiffly-the nobles drank the wine and then continued the hypocritical conversation, which continued until late at night, and gradually followed The guests dispersed and ended.
When the last aristocrat left the venue, Count Durant's always smiling face was quickly gloomy.
"Damn Angmar ... how could this ..."
He cursed in a low voice, his eyes were full of gloom-as a human aristocrat who knew Truncá's true identity, and even had several transactions with Ansaddin, the situation at his moment could definitely be called "the moment of life and death" for him.
He knew very well that once the deal between him and Ansadin was revealed, the next fate would surely be the same as that of Tranka, and there was no suspicious death.
Because nominally, he is also a traitor.
Count Durant is scared. He has sent a lot of spies to investigate everything that happened in the town of Kig, but this does not give him peace of mind. After talking today, the Count finally decided ... to send his best Understand, clear all evidence
"Kige Town may not be mine, but there is something about the undead that no one knows"
The assassin in black kneel on one knee, focused heavily after Durant's order, and then stood up and disappeared outside the door ...
At the same moment, in the Duke's House of Hollier City, the Duke of Angmar, who was regarded as an idiot by nobles, was whispering to two guardian knights.
"So ... he reversed the situation in a matter of seconds and forced Magda into a corner?
Angmar sighed softly, with a somewhat complex look: "He has shown his control in local battles, but it is difficult to compete against Magda ... is it because the opponent was hurt too much?"
Without witnessing the battle in person, Angmar would naturally ask such a question-in fact, most people would blame Magda's failure on the injury of his left arm.
But the two men standing beside Angmar at this time did not think so.
"Magda's injuries were not as severe as he thought. His attack was still sharp, and even completely suppressed us at the beginning of the battle-most importantly, he always maintained the momentum he had in Holy City ...
After Wellington said, Titus nodded, agreeing: "At his level, although ordinary injuries will have an impact, as long as the momentum is still there, they still have the power to crush everything. If we fight directly, we win Negative ... it's also hard to say, maybe the loser is bigger. "
"So Roddy ... how did he do that?"
Angmar had great doubts about Roddy, but when he asked this sentence, he found that ... the eyes of the two knights in front of them looked a little weird, and even a little ... awesomely revealed.
"Not to mention, Roddy felt strange to us, like it was a person out of thin air at that moment."
"His strength has not risen, but the momentum has directly overwhelmed the opponent. Now I want to come ... I also feel a little incredible."
After all, such a topic can't be discussed, but Angmar's impression of Roddy has obviously changed a bit--thinking of this guy's news from the town of Kig, he had to lament the young man The idea in my head is really amazing.
While talking, John Butler came over and handed in a message, Angmar turned it over, his mouth turned awkwardly, and laughed: "Rodie is really hiding deep enough now. As a result, no one knows that he is the biggest planner behind. "
"Master, he is like this ..."
Wellington asked hesitantly: "Although he knows he is kind, Roddy is using your power
"This is what makes me different from those guys ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Angema doesn't care about it, smiles, raises the tea cup, takes a sip of warm milk tea," Is it used? In fact, I wish he could use my power to do these things-some people I have been trying to solve but can't solve it. Before, I was still wondering why he was low-key and didn't want even a title, now think about ... 啧啧. "
"This kid's ambition ... but it's not small."
"Ah-sneeze"
Walking on the streets of Kig town, he was rubbing his nose, thinking about changing himself to a new outfit, and wondering whether to let Akasha change a thick quilt for himself, but then he came back to this. A beautiful pastor is not a "maid" ...
"I'm used to something wrong ..."
He muttered a few words and looked up at the name of the "Green Leather Goods" on the wooden sign in front of him. He quickly ignored these ideas that had just appeared in his mind, tightened the burden on his back, and walked towards the shop.