"Let me go! Let me go quickly! What are you going to do? I am Bold's envoy! I am Bold's envoy! Do you want to make enemies of the Duke's family?!"
Outside the Earl's Mansion, the envoy from the Tulip Earldom was tied up by Wu Hua Da, looking frightened and struggling.
Behind him, a tall sailor in black was holding the back of his clothes, grinning ferociously as he lifted him up like a chicken.
Next to the sailor, stood an old man wearing a black noble robe. His back was stooped, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked drowsy.
Behind the old man, seven or eight black-armored swordsmen who looked untouchable were lined up on both sides, waiting with swords.
Their faces were expressionless, and they exuded a faint supernatural aura, as if they were not to be approached by strangers.
On both sides of the street, many citizens and nobles had gathered to watch the excitement.
Some sharp-eyed people have recognized their identities through the iconic black lion family emblem on the black swordsmen:
"He's from the Romain-Fol family!"
"However, the Boit-Lint family that rules the Violet Principality is different. Although the Boit-Lint family is a branch of the Boit family, they also have another identity."
Charlotte raised her eyebrows, motioned to Sebastian to bring the parchment over, and then browsed it curiously.
Charlotte asked.
With the support of his attendants, he bowed tremblingly towards Charlotte, and then said respectfully:
When they saw the Romain-Fol family arresting Bold's envoy, some of the nobles who came after hearing the news had changed their expressions:
"Viscount Romain Faure?! What are you going to do? Let Bold's envoy go quickly!"
"Boat-Lint? A branch of the Boat family? I remember, isn't the Boat family a feud with the Bold family? How could they get involved?"
Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly.
Then, he led the swordsmen of the Romain-Fol family, escorted the envoy who was still tied, and followed Charlotte into the Earl's Mansion.
"Your Majesty, this person has bad intentions and wants to deceive you with false information, so I will arrest him."
Hearing this, Charlotte's expression became a little ugly.
"Your Excellency, Viscount Romain-Fol, where did this record... come from?"
Their momentum quickly weakened, and they all took a step back, looking at the black-clothed swordsmen with only fear in their eyes.
When Charlotte, who was full of curiosity, came to the outside of the Earl's Palace in person, she saw this scene.
"Your Excellency, the Earl, was forced to ask this question from a black marketeer from the Violet Principality. This person is a direct descendant of the current ruling family of the Violet Principality - the Boit-Lint family. Everything in the transcript... is true.
"
"So... now that you have confirmed that I am safe and sound, can you answer my other question now?"
As he spoke, he took out a parchment scroll from his arms and held it up with both hands:
"My Lord Earl, please take a look at this transcript first. We in Castel may be in big trouble next..."
"This is the Earl's Mansion. Are you arresting the principal's envoy to embarrass the Earl?"
"It can't really be like the rumors. They have long been rebellious, right?!"
She raised her eyebrows and looked at the Boulder envoy who was tied up by the extraordinary sailor of the Romain-Fol family with a strange look, and then smiled slightly:
Only those swordsmen in black swept over coldly, and the faint extraordinary aura on their bodies erupted in vain. The strong pressure made the rebuking nobles change their expressions:
Viscount Romain-Faure said respectfully.
"Alfo Roman-Fol...has met the Count."
As she watched, her expression gradually became serious:
"Your Excellency, Viscount Romain-Fol, as soon as you arrived in Beigang, you started such a scene in the Earl's Mansion. Do you need to give me an explanation?"
record?
"Enter... the advanced one!"
Viscount Romain-Fol nodded:
Hearing Charlotte's voice, the old nobleman who had been closing his eyes lightly opened his cloudy eyes.
Viscount Romain-Fol nodded slightly:
"As commanded."
"No one in Castel will let Romain Foer bow his head except you."
"I heard that only members of their family did not attend the meeting of nobles a few days ago, and now they have kidnapped Bold's envoy. Are they crazy?"
"Okay, let's put him down and come in if you need anything."
The onlookers were talking a lot.
"The third prince's mother clan..."
Looking at the shouting messenger, an undetectable red light flashed in the depths of Charlotte's pupils.
After listening to the old viscount's words, the tied messenger immediately shouted:
"No! I didn't! Lord Earl! I'm here to provide assistance on behalf of Bold!"
She glanced at the growing crowd around her and said.
Facing Charlotte's probing gaze, Viscount Romain Faure remained calm.
Hearing what the old Viscount seemed to mean, Charlotte couldn't help but look at him one more time.
"Yes, the Boat family is indeed the feud of the Bold family. The Boat family's fiefdom, the Boat duchy, has had hundreds of years of territorial disputes with the Bold duchy..."
The old Viscount looked at her intently, his cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with some inexplicable emotion.
"Master...what happened?"
She didn't even look at the messenger who was tied up by the Romain-Fol family. She took the black tea with milk from Sebastian and sipped it gracefully while crossing her legs leisurely and asked.
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The nobles angrily rebuked the old nobles surrounded by swordsmen in black.
Old Viscount Romain-Freux bowed slightly and signaled the sailor to put the envoy down.
"They are here? And they are still making trouble at the gate of the Earl's Palace? The one who was arrested is Bold's envoy, right? What are they going to do? Do they want to rebel?"
However, the old noble still closed his eyes lightly and did not even look at them. It seemed that he did not take them to heart at all.
He bowed his head slightly and said:
"Your Majesty, in Castel, the Romain-For family is loyal to only one person, and that is you."
Returning to the meeting hall, Charlotte sat on the lord's seat again.
Charlotte wanted to see clearly what kind of emotional look that was, but the old Viscount sighed first, lowered his head again and sighed:
"No matter what, it's the best if you are safe and sound."
As he said this, Viscount Romain-Four looked solemn and said:
"They are the... mother clan of the third prince Philip."
"Tell me, Your Majesty the Viscount, why did you tie up Bold's envoy at the door of my Earl's Mansion as soon as you arrived? And...why didn't you attend the meeting of nobles in the Earl's Mansion some time ago?"
"Of course, my lord."
Watching the confused conversation between Charlotte and Viscount Romain Faure, Sebastian's face was full of curiosity.
Charlotte glanced at him and handed over the parchment roll in her hand:
"Well, see for yourself."
Sebastian took it curiously and started browsing it as well. Soon, his expression also changed slightly:
"What? The third prince plans to join forces with the Violet Principality to carve up the Earldom of Castel?!"