"This...niece Stella, I'm afraid this does not comply with the rules of the competition!" Aldin was shocked.
It was impossible for him to choose a candidate, but he planned to deliberately delay it for a few months, and then sit back and watch the government affairs of Storm Territory become a mess.
As for the fairness of the competition, the other second sons may receive secret help from their families, but he has no worries about the extremely poor Berwick family.
"This is your competition, not mine. It's none of my business. I just need to finish giving him the gift in return!" Stella replied expressionlessly.
"Okay! Okay! Then give him a servant!" Just when Aldin was about to say something, the Earl shook his head helplessly and spoke.
In the view of the Earl, this competition is held just for his daughter. Now, it will naturally follow the flow of events as to what his daughter likes.
"Thank you, father!" Stella thanked the Earl without saying any more.
"Miss, the three-color chicken has been stewed and delivered!" At this moment, Lina called softly at the door.
"Send it in!" Stella ordered.
"Yes, Miss!" Lina heard the words and took the chicken soup from the servant, and then carefully delivered it to the Earl's desk.
"Sir, this is what the lady ordered you to stew!"
"Oh? Haha! Okay, okay! My tulip flower has a heart! But where did this three-color chicken come from!" The earl smiled from ear to ear.
Even though his daughter was deliberately keeping a straight face at this time, the earl knew that this was just a matter of anger between his daughter and him, and he was still thinking of him in his heart.
"Sir, this is what Sir Nalant gave to the lady. There are only two three-color chickens. The lady ordered them to be stewed for you to eat!" Lina had forgotten the previous explanation of her lady, but instead highlighted the lady's filial piety in disguise.
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"Oh, that was given by Nalant? Then Stella, you can eat some yourself!" The Earl was slightly surprised, but of course he felt more comfortable.
"I don't like eating greasy food lately! In order to avoid waste, I will give it to you, father!" Stella glared at Lina angrily. She had just told her, but she actually didn't follow her words.
After a pause, Stella's purpose of coming had been completed, and she immediately said: "Father, I will leave first!"
After saying that, without waiting for the count's reply, Stella took Lina and left the study.
"Oh! This daughter! I originally wanted to discuss her birthday party later, but it seems there is no need to discuss it with her!" The Earl smelled the fragrant three-color chicken soup, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Your Excellency, the proposal just made by Stella's niece..."
"Aldin, you don't have to worry about this matter. I'll let the butler handle it later!" The Earl interrupted Aldin.
"Yes, then I'll take my leave first!" Aldin's face was slightly ugly, and he lowered his head and said goodbye.
"Go!" The Earl nodded, and at this time all his attention was focused on the chicken soup sent by his daughter.
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"Bastard!" After leaving the castle, Aldin in the carriage finally couldn't hold himself back and cursed loudly!
"Why on earth did Stella want to help that unlucky second son?" After venting, Aldin couldn't help but frown and think again.
He has a grudge against the Berwick family, and this competition has cheated Nalant. No matter who among the younger sons can win the competition, Nalant is definitely not what he wants to see.
"Sir, you are back!" In a luxurious manor in the east of the city, Anthony's carriage slowly stopped, and a servant immediately stepped forward to serve him. "Sir, there is a guest in the manor today, from the Black Iron Earldom, Demus.
The butler has already invited people into the manor."
"Black Iron Earldom?" Aldin frowned slightly, already having a guess about the identity of the visitor.
However, the two parties did not agree at the time to send someone to come after completing the entrustment, because this would most likely attract the attention of others.
Thinking of this, Aldin quickly walked towards the manor and came to the manor's reception hall. Sure enough, he saw the housekeeper chatting with a middle-aged man.
"Sir! You are back!"
"Charlie, the villain, is Lord Quint's subordinate. He has met His Excellency Viscount Alding!"
"Why did Quint send you here?" Aldin was not in the mood to be polite to him and asked directly.
"Your Majesty the Viscount, this is the letter that Lord Quint asked me to forward to you!" The man named Charlie handed over the letter.
Aldin took it and examined it immediately.
The more he looked, the deeper his frown deepened.
"How could it be that after more than a hundred barbarians entered the Storm Territory, there was no news?" The content of the letter was none other than Quint's account of his plan to plot against the Storm Territory and its final result.
After Aldin saw it, he thought it was a joke at first and that Quint wanted to embezzle the deposit of ten gold coins.
But then I thought about it, if Quint really wanted to steal his gold coins, why would he send someone to Tulip to claim it?
Just pretend that nothing happened.
More importantly, Quint wanted to ask him to help Charlie and others find a reasonable identity to sneak into the Storm Territory to check the situation.
Although Charlie entered the manor alone to look for him, he had actually brought more than twenty people with him, disguised as a caravan and entering the Tulip Territory.
"Your Excellency, Lord Quint later sent people to the Storm Territory to investigate, but unfortunately they all failed to return, so they sent us here to try to explore from the Tulip side!" Charlie replied.
"Arrange reasonable identities? The Storm Territory is so remote. No matter what identity you enter with, more than 20 of you, I'm afraid you will be very eye-catching." Aldin frowned slightly.
Naturally, he was happy to do this, because Stella's actions today gave him a great sense of oppression.
And more than a hundred barbarians Aldin also knew what it meant, so he was more anxious than Quint to know what happened in the Storm Territory.
"Sir, I heard that the salt and dried salted fish from the Storm Territory have attracted a lot of attention from civilians during this period. There are already many civilian caravans preparing to set off for the Storm Territory!"
The last time Nalant sent a caravan, the news about salt and dried salted fish did not attract much attention in Tulip City. After all, the journey was still quite far.
But the caravan that came this time had sold in the territory around Tulip City, so Demus, as the housekeeper today, had also received some news and was preparing to report it to Aldin.
"Is there such a thing?" Aldin said in surprise.
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Time flies and several days pass.
"There's still a little bit left! If I work harder, I can become an intermediate bronze knight!"
In the Storm Territory, in the back garden of the Baron's castle, Nalant sat on the ground sweating profusely.
After nearly two months of continuous hard training, plus the assistance of enhancement fruits, Warcraft meat and flame crystals, he finally felt that his strength had reached a bottleneck.
At this time, the Dou Qi seeds in his body can no longer accommodate more Dou Qi storage, so he needs to make a breakthrough to advance to the next stage of cultivation and improvement.
But every improvement in the level of Dou Qi can be said to be a sublimation, and it is not easy to break through.
For example, at this moment, Nalant needs to gather all the Dou Qi in his body into one energy channel, and then rush into the Dou Qi seeds at one go, using this method to expand the space of Dou Qi seeds.
The pain caused by this process is a bit unbearable, just like putting more than a kilogram of water into an ultra-small skin bag. Who knows the bulging feeling when trying water.