The Bajas Empire, the imperial capital Owentar, a nobleman's residence——
Viscount Ampson was listening to his drinking buddy Rittwitz across the street complaining about his family's loss of economic foundation and power. Many former friends, powerful families, and officials had left their home.
Ampson is also from the same aristocratic faction as Rittwitz. Although he sometimes reconciles with the other party on the surface, it is just a stopgap measure to prevent the other party from accidentally losing control of his emotions and causing serious consequences. He is thinking about how to reconcile with the other party.
Get out of touch.
Ritwitz complained for a while, and even brought up the Goblin Temple, saying that it was the Immortal Banquet that bankrupted his family.
Ampsen complained in his heart that he shouldn't blame your father for coming here to complain. Don't you know how to handle donations? See if others are fine, why is there something wrong with your family? And when you drink, can you stop drinking alcohol?
It splashed on his clothes. Not every noble squandered such expensive clothes as cheap cabbage. But the other party had a high title, so he didn't dare to complain.
After struggling for a while, Rittwitz put the entire bottle of wine into his stomach, then stopped and continued: "Your Excellency Ampson, a title like yours doesn't even have a chance to get a place. It must be very difficult."
Are you not willing to give in?"
"If you don't want to give in, what can I do? Compared to you, the earl has lost everything, and what else can I do as a small person?" Ampson accompanied him with a wry smile.
"However, Mr. Ampson, we have some colleagues gathered together, so we may not have no chance at all. Now we have an excellent opportunity."
Ampson slandered again. The Fairy Temple is quite equal in this aspect. If we all work together, we may be able to squeeze out the big nobles a little bit, but how to divide them? What to do next? What good will it do them to offend the big nobles?
Besides, who is willing to give up glory and wealth in exchange for immortality?
"I have already won over Duke Weinburgh. Your family is mainly engaged in the military industry. As long as you join, they will be reused. As long as they succeed, we will also get huge benefits." Ritwitz said.
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"Don't you think..." Ampsen looked around nervously, worried that the walls had ears and he didn't get the point right.
He had an intuition that Rittwitz and Duke Weinburgu, who had control over the two armies of the national army, seemed to be planning to lose their heads if they failed.
"Mr. Ampson, you want to say a coup, right? I promise, we are definitely not a rebellion, and we have absolutely legitimate reasons. Come with me to see our force and backers, and then everything will be clear."
Ampson couldn't answer for a while and fell into deep thought. Reason told him that it was dangerous to wade into the muddy waters of the struggle of such a powerful noble.
After a moment, he replied: "Okay, I can go. But I'm not free now, can you do it at night?"
The other party said that if he refused, he might die "accidentally" not long after leaving home? At the same time, he had also made proper arrangements for the time during this interval. Once he found that the force and backing he saw were unreliable, he would expose them and try to make meritorious deeds.
"In the evening, okay. In fact, we are planning to gather in the name of a banquet in the evening, but there is something I have to show you right away. Just get in my carriage."
Rittwitz came to the Ampson mansion by carriage. He took Ampson to the carriage parked in the courtyard and guarded by several armored guards. He opened the door and pointed to the small square under the seat.
A locked box that is smaller than the coffin.
The military industry run by Ampson's family produces standard magic weapons and some vehicle parts. Although he does not know magic, he has a lot of relevant knowledge. It can be seen that the magic on this box must contain something incredible.
Rittwitz opened the box, startling Ampson.
"My God, you...you, you, you, how did you kidnap Archbishop Liz from the temple?!"
Inside was Liz, blindfolded and gagged, with her body wrapped in a cursed cloth.
"Isn't this Archbishop an ancestor of your family? Could it be that it's not a matter of strength but that you lied to her and then drugged her to make her unconscious?" Ampson asked suspiciously.
"No, no, no, look." Ritwitz lifted the curse cloth and saw that his hands and feet were broken, and there were several huge metal nails stuck in his body.
Ampson called his bodyguard and ordered him to stop talking and check later.
During this period, Ritwitz was still a little excited and kept talking: "Even my ancestors came to use force to settle accounts because of the reason of losing their family. It is obvious that the feast of eternal life is a bait for the temple to make money, but they still bite it. It is simply too abominable.
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Ampson secretly thought, can you get the qualifications to participate in the feast of eternal life without Liz's dedication as a basis for accumulation?
"Did you get any secret treasure?"
"No, it was the gentleman hired by the Duke who did it."
At this time, the guard finished the inspection and replied in panic: "Based on experience, it is indeed a battle injury."
"Did you see it? I'm not lying to you. Since we dare to do it, we have the confidence." Ritwitz said proudly.
"Okay, see you tonight."
"Okay, here's the invitation. Just use this to attend the banquet. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, lord count."
After sending Rittwitz and his men away, Ampson asked his bodyguard: "You are knowledgeable in this area. How is the archbishop's strength evaluated outside?"
"Lord Ampson, it is said that she is one of the first batch of people to receive the favor of the Fairy Temple. Her strength should not be much worse than that of Earl Korn Fried."
"...Tsk, it seems like we have to make a double plan. Could it be that they not only want a coup, but also want to overthrow the temple?" Ampson's mind wandered as many people among the nobles knew that they had attacked the temple not long ago.
The name of the organization - "Blood Chain Chain God Group".
While there was still some time, he left some explanations and a way out for his family, and then took out a piece of magic jewelry obtained from the Fairy Temple from his secret bedside table. Although his family was only a viscount, in reality
Because the items produced had a black box part from the Ministry of Magic, it was donated by Lady Luna Cherud, who sometimes collaborates with the Ministry of Magic on research.
If it involves rebellion, a mere viscount must win over him alone and show force. Perhaps this is the reason.
Night came quickly.
When Ampson arrived at the residence of Duke Weinburgh, he found that there were quite a lot of people, including some of his business partners in the territory.
Even more than the presence of the Duke, the former crown prince Karius, who has been nominally captured and imprisoned, is also here!
And the big shots at the scene have more than one-third of the country's military strength!
Ampson endured the turmoil in his heart and thought about the best choice for which side he should take...