Taking the blame

"Oh? So, she believed the olive branch extended by the Principality? Did she plan to use the power of the Principality to put down Castel's rebellion?"

Tulip County, in New Bold Fortress.

An old nobleman with gray hair and wearing the uniform of the nobles of the Principality of Boulder said in surprise.

The old nobleman was not tall in stature, but he had an aura of calmness and authority when he sat there, which is a temperament that can only be cultivated by noblemen who have been in high positions for a long time.

Behind him, there was another young man with a similar face to him, also wearing a military uniform.

However, unlike the old noble, the military uniform he wore was that of the kingdom's regular army, and it was also a gorgeous and majestic knight's uniform, with beautiful enchanted armor shining brightly.

"Yes, Lord Gaston, the rebellion in the North has made the little Earl of Castells quite panic. Regarding your invitation, she is as surprised as a drowning person who finally found a piece of driftwood."

In front of the old nobleman, the envoy who had returned from Beigang was no longer as embarrassed as when he was in Beigang, and said respectfully.

The eyes of the old Count Gaston flickered:

"Oh? Panic? But I see her gathering tens of thousands of troops in Beigang. It doesn't look like what a panicked little girl can do..."

A faint red light flashed in the depths of the returning messenger's pupils that even he himself was not aware of, and he continued to speak respectfully:

"Lord Gaston, if she wasn't panicking, if she wasn't afraid, how could she not take this opportunity to order the army to go north?"

"It is precisely because of fear that she still cowers in Beigang even though she has an army in her hands!"

"You know, it was Viscount Leon-Castle of Castel and the elf Sebas who successfully summoned the nobles, but her existence prevented the nobles from wanting to go north to put down the rebellion!

"

After hearing what the messenger said, Count Gaston's brows furrowed even more.

He glanced at the returning envoy and suddenly said:

"I heard that you met members of that famous pirate family in Beigang? And you were kidnapped by them?"

The messenger's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Lord Gaston! Those are not nobles at all! They are just a group of lawless gangsters! If the Count of Castres hadn't stopped them, maybe I wouldn't have been able to come back!"

"Oh? So, you were saved by Charlotte?"

Count Gaston said unexpectedly.

"Yes, she reprimanded those lunatics severely! She doesn't trust the nobles in the North, not at all!"

The returning messenger said firmly.

Looking at his confident expression, Count Gaston was thoughtful.

After pondering for a moment, he nodded:

"I understand, please step back."

The messenger retreated, and Count Gaston looked at the map of Northland behind his seat.

Next to him, the young man who had been standing couldn't help it:

"Father, what are you still hesitating about? The young Earl of Castells agrees to your proposal. Isn't this what we want to see the most?"

"His Majesty the King has acquiesced to His Highness the Prince's actions. I'm afraid Duke Violet will make big moves within half a month, and the legal deprivation order prepared by His Highness the Prince will be issued soon. If we really wait until then to take action

, that is, we have to confront Beigang’s main force head-on!”

"Our family has been operating in the garrison of the Tulip Earldom for almost ten years. If that time comes, we will face the most violent attack by the nobles of the North. Even if we can defend it with the fortress, we will suffer heavy losses."

"Instead of doing this, it is better to start first and deceive Earl of Castle from North Port!"

"Once we can control her, the initiative will be in our hands. His Royal Highness the Prince will take back the Castel Territory, and we will be the biggest contributors!"

The young man was full of confidence, but after hearing his words, the old earl couldn't help but cursed:

"madness!"

"His Royal Highness Philip can break the rules of the game because he is His Royal Highness the Prince! And even he does not dare to blatantly deprive the nobles of their territory. He must first install legal charges for Castel!"

"We are different. We imprison a noble lord for no reason. Do you think that the noble council of the kingdom is just for nothing?!"

As he spoke, he shook his head again and said:

"Odis, you have stayed in the royal capital for too long and are not that familiar with Boulder. I have seen the Charlotte side of Castel, and she is definitely not an ordinary noble!"

"Or do you think that a person who is under the eye of the nobles, lords and the church can not only successfully inherit the territory and gain the allegiance of a well-known elf, but also successfully divert and suppress the territorial nobles after inheriting the territory, and even obtain the territory after the rebellion?

The young lord who the vast majority of the nobles sent troops to support is actually a stupid coward?"

"Not to mention, when Charlotte travels, Sebastian will definitely accompany her. An elf whose strength once reached Blazing Sun, even if he falls down the rank, is far superior to ordinary Silver Moon, even if he can successfully control Count Castel

, it is difficult for us to keep him, and as long as he successfully escapes, there will be endless troubles..."

After listening to the old count's words, the young man lowered his head in shame:

"Father, you are right, I failed to consider it."

"No……"

The old earl changed the topic and his eyes flashed slightly:

"Actually, what you said makes sense. His Majesty the King will sign the ban on the Kingdom's army. Naturally, he will also acquiesce to His Highness the Third Prince's actions against Castel."

"Charlotte of Castells is still too young and doesn't understand our King too well. Compared with the ambitions of the third prince, our King's expansion of the power of the Holy Royal Court is the most intolerable.

"

"What she absolutely shouldn't do is make a promise to the Holy Royal Court!"

"Odis, what you said is right. We should indeed take the initiative first. However, just like the legal deprivation order prepared by His Royal Highness the Third Prince, we also need to be prepared. Not only must we ensure that nothing goes wrong, but we must not give it to others.

Leave a clue."

The young nobleman's heart moved:

"Father, what do you mean..."

The old count glanced at him:

"Otis, do you know how your brother Jordan died?"

"Jordan? Didn't he eventually die at the hands of the rampaging undead because he participated in the Drunken Dream Salon organized by Count Tulip?"

The young nobleman said subconsciously.

"No……"

The old count shook his head:

"From the time he had contact with the Blood Demon Cult, it was destined that he would eventually have such a day."

The young noble's heart skipped a beat:

"what do you mean……"

The old count said meaningfully:

"The most important reason why Charlotte of Castel censors the nobles is to catch all the blood demons in the North..."

"Tell me, what organization is more suitable than the Blood Demon Order to capture the Earl of the North?"

The young noble's eyes changed slightly:

"You mean...disguised as the work of the Blood Demon Cult?!"

The old count nodded:

"good."

"Then...where is the elf next to her?"

The young noble couldn't help but ask again.

The old count smiled slightly and said:

"Odis, do you know what the most popular magic scroll is among assassins?"

"Bloodline explosion?"

The young nobleman said subconsciously.

"No..." The old count shook his head, heyed, and said:

"You'll know then."

…

"Master, do you really plan to meet with the garrison commander of the Tulip Earldom? Do you plan to directly carry out a 'decapitation' operation?"

In the Earl of Northport's Mansion, Sebas couldn't help but ask as he looked at Charlotte choosing her travel attire.

Charlotte glanced at him:

"Isn't that the advice you gave me? To strike preemptively with super-standard power."

Sebastian was a little embarrassed:
To be continued...