Then, he understood Zhou Li's intention.

You go and contact, you go and discuss with your nobles. It’s useless, if you want to discuss, just discuss it casually.

This is a kind of contempt, a kind of fearless contempt. But it is this kind of contempt that made the Duke of Ista helpless. At this time, he was completely a toy that was angry from all sides. The nobles wanted him to open the back door, the civilians wanted him to die, the military and other forces watched from the wall, and Zhou Li was a happy group.

Only the world of hurting appears.

Thinking of this, Ista became sore in his chest.

"Ackerman, you said, what should I do?"

Ista, who had become the consul for no reason, seemed very confused at this time. As an Ista, who disdained to engage in black business like the nobles, but had to stand on the same front as those nobles, he completely lost his way. Now he found that the most solid aristocratic relationship he once thought had become his biggest burden.

"Do you really want me to say it?"

As Ista’s confidant, Ackerman did not shy away and said bluntly: “If I really say it, it will definitely be up to you whether I accept it or not, but don’t blame me for being too straightforward.”

"Tell me."

Ista shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Although I know what you want to say, I still want to hear what you think."

“It’s very simple.”

Taking a deep breath, Ackerman said bluntly: "Give up the nobles completely and stand on Zhou Li's side."

"Oh, I know."

With a long sigh, Ista sat on the chair, closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I thought about it too, but if I really did, what should I do if Zhou Li left Yingnan after this incident?"

"Then why don't you ask General Christine?"

Ackerman held his glasses and replied calmly: "General Christine also defected to Zhou Li. He is also a man like you and is in a high position."

"I'm different from him."

After waved his hand, Ista replied: "Kristen... Don't look at him as a perfect politician for decades. But in fact, this kid is still the blood of a soldier in his bones."

"And, Christine is alone, he was cursed in the weird disaster and has no fertility. After his wife died of illness a few years ago, he had no relatives."

"Where are his parents?"

Facing his subordinates' inquiry, Ista thought for a while, and then said with some uncertainty: "Christen, it seems that there are no parents."

"Kristen is an orphan like his subordinate."
Chapter completed!