The old Viscount sighed:

"Of course I know these things, but we have no choice... The earl has made it clear that he will never allow us to have both sides. The power of the Castel family cannot depose all the nobles in the earl territory, but it can't deal with just one

The Viscount’s family is more than enough.”

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth:

"Since there is no choice, it is better to completely pledge your loyalty to the Earl, assist Castel in crushing the plans of the fallen blood descendants, and maximize the benefits for us, Len Castel!"

"But...but will this really not cause a rebellion among the territorial nobles? We Len Castel will definitely be the first to suffer! The earl may just be overthrown, deposed, and driven away, but we

Len Castel may be destroyed by the anger of other nobles!"

The old Viscount drank all the mead in the cup and said quietly:

"Derek, do you know how many people the Earl sent out when he took back the mining workshop?"

"how many people?"

Derek couldn't help but asked curiously.

The old Viscount made a three sign:

"Three people, only three people, except for the earl, there are only three people, and two of them are accompanying maids, plus at most one pet cat..."

"Three people? How is this possible?! There are extraordinary people and guards stationed at the mining workshop! Why does she..."

Derek looked ridiculous.

"Why? Based on the prestige of the Castel family that has ruled the Northland for hundreds of years, based on the title of Earl of the Northland, and based on Castel's influence in the kingdom!"

The old Viscount said loudly.

As he spoke, he glanced at his grandson and said:

"Even though Lord Earl is younger than you, she is much stronger than you."

"As far as I know, he broke into the mine that day with only his butler. Not only did he kill a blood descendant of the second level of Silver Moon, but he also gained the allegiance of the mine guards with a few words!"

"Not only that, even Viscount Remicio, who guards the Castel silver mine, has an old relationship with the Castel family. He even assisted the count in putting down the rebellious mine steward that day!"

"Before I left, His Excellency the Count said that he would send professional personnel to assist in the review process. If my guess is correct... it is very likely that it will be Viscount Remicio."

"The Kingdom's Army? She...she dares to ask for help from the Kingdom's Army? Castel is not a vassal of His Majesty the King! Such behavior will never be approved by the nobles!"

Derek couldn't help but said.

"But... what if the earl holds evidence of betrayal by the nobles? What if the earl has a legal reason to take back the title?"

The old Viscount said quietly.

As he spoke, he sighed softly:

"The blood descendants of the Fallen Star Kingdom were wrong, and they are still wrong after all..."

"They thought they could use provoking internal fighting among the Castel nobles to better balance the power of the nobles and make it easier for them to control them, but they didn't expect that they would instead give the Earl a big gift..."

"With the various nobles' handles, the Count has every reason to exaggerate a small matter and take the opportunity to take back his title. If someone rebels, it is no different from rebellion. With her personal relationship, she must be able to ask Viscount Remicio for help."

"I heard that the Remicio family is very short of money, and what Castel is most in need of is money. Viscount Remicio is a guy who dares to do anything as long as he has enough money. The count is fully capable of circumventing it.

There are various restrictions on the kingdom’s army, and the Remicio family is being roped in through private employment and even alliances!”

"At that time, the army guarding the Castel Silver Mine will replace the crescent flag and raise the flag of the Remicio family. Even if everyone knows that they are not Remicio's levies but the out-and-out royal army,

You can only hold your nose and admit it, and the noble private soldiers in the North are definitely no match for those well-equipped professional armies!"

"Derek, it is no longer possible for the blood descendants of Fallen Star to control Castel. If you want to control Castel, you must control the Earl, but they have failed."

"The extraordinary power is protected by a mysterious strong man, and the secular army has the Remicio family to win over. If my guess is correct, maybe Viscount Remicio has received a letter from the Earl asking for help!"

Derek was stunned as he listened to his grandfather's various analyses.

The old Viscount looked helplessly at his grandson, who was almost useless except for some extraordinary talents, and sighed:

"Derek, please stay close to the Earl from now on."

"I have a hunch...even if there is support from the legendary blood clan, those fallen star blood descendants may not be the Earl's opponent!"

"Although Lord Earl is young, when standing in front of her, even me, a second-level knight of Silver Moon, is always arrogant and dare not show off. If anyone really treats her as a child, I am afraid he will suffer a big loss!"

…

The grandfather and grandson of the Leon-Castle family had a heart-to-heart talk and almost decided on the future direction of the family's alignment.

At the same time, among the Kingdom's troops stationed outside the Castel Silver Mine, Viscount Remicio also received the letter from Charlotte sent through the teleportation array.

The fierce Viscount was sitting by the campfire, eating barbecue, picking up the letters with his greasy hands and browsing them, and sneered:

"Huh? Hire the Royal Army to guard the mines? Hey, this little earl is quite courageous! How can the Royal Army interfere in the affairs of the duke's vassal family? This is a public weapon for private use! And it is beyond the level!"

As he spoke, he picked up the large wooden cup with wine on the side and took a big sip into his mouth. However, when he saw clearly the number of employment contributions on the letter, he immediately spit out all the wine in his mouth:

"Pfft...cough cough cough...cough cough cough cough...the commission of a kingdom soldier is at least five hundred quintana?!"

After a sudden change in his expression, Viscount Remicio stood up suddenly and shouted to the adjutant who was drinking with others not far away:

"Glenn! How many clan flags did the family bring? Turn them all over for me!"
Chapter completed!