"What's wrong with my name Downton? My family has been standing in the West for three hundred years. You, a stinking goblin, dare to talk to me about etiquette? Do you need me to teach you with my fists?"
The Marquis of Nottingshire banged the table, pointed at Abagon's nose and cursed loudly. He had long disliked this goblin. How could a notorious native dare to sit in the position of minister and be in charge of finance? What kind of thing is this?
In the past year, other nobles have been laughing at the aristocrats of the Western Region, saying that they were stepped on by the indigenous goblins. How could they accept this with their arrogance!
"If you say that again, I will chop off your head. Anyone who disrespects the master will be punished!"
Abagong can endure any amount of humiliation, but he cannot tolerate insulting his master. He must wash away it with blood.
"Haha, if you have the ability, come and chop it!"
The Marquis of Nottingshire looked at Abagon with disdain and patted his neck. Not only the guards behind him had grasped the war blade tightly, but the guards of other nobles were also full of murderous intent. As long as the master gave the order, they would be violent.
Start killing people.
The atmosphere in the living room was tense. The barbarians in charge of the guards all held knives in their hands. They would kill people as long as Abagong gave orders. However, a guard suddenly broke in and broke the deadlock.
"Battleship, master, it is a battleship!"
The guards were panicked, especially when they heard the faint cheers on the street, which made them even more nervous. After all, they were here to force the palace to rebel.
"What battleship?"
The Marquis of Nottingshire looked at Abagon and found that he also had a puzzled look on his face, and then he was relieved, as long as it was not Downton's reinforcements.
"It must be a certain Duke who is here for a parade, right?"
The nobles exchanged glances and owned battleships. They must be wealthy nobles from the nine empires.
The main street in the main city is very wide. It is enough for five carriages to run parallelly, but it still cannot allow the Ancient Spear to dock, so it can only float in mid-air.
After Downton jumped down first, the dwarf cavalry followed closely behind, lining up in an orderly manner. The devil is a human being after all. He understands the ways of the world and knows that the return of his master requires pomp, so he spontaneously kept quiet and put on the best display.
But the same cannot be said for the drow rangers. They came out of the underground world and looked at everything with curious expressions.
Of course, no one dares to underestimate them. In the human kingdom, even one drow can cause a sensation, let alone so many.
The reputation of elves is legendary.
"What's going on with these guys?"
Downton's face suddenly darkened when he saw that there was someone else's soldier standing in front of the gate, drawing a sword towards him.
"Master, they are the subordinates of the Marquis of Nottingshire."
A servant wearing a Western uniform ran over and reported to Downton. He still knew the Duke who had been away from home for more than a year.
"I don't care whose subordinates they are. I only know that this is my home." Downton glared at the servants who were squeezed into the corner, "Why are you on guard? How can I take the Duke to such a coward?"
The security of the government is entrusted to you?"
The six servants were so frightened that there was a group of majestic dwarf soldiers standing behind Downton. They quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Go and use their blood to wash away your shame!"
Downton ordered.
"But they are the elite of the Marquis of Nottingshire, we can't defeat them!"
The servants glanced at him and said something in a low voice. This show of weakness also made the elites burst into sarcastic laughter.
More and more civilians were watching the excitement on the street. Seeing this scene, they all felt frustrated.
Downton stopped answering and walked directly inside.
"Master, listen to me!"
Mentin wanted to chase Downton, but was blocked by two dwarves. He stretched out his big hand, grabbed their hair, forcibly pulled off their clothes, and threw them on the street.
"You don't deserve to wear these clothes. From today on, you are fired. Get out!"
"That's right, Master doesn't want to be a coward!"
Although the dwarf spoke an underground language, his angry expression did not prevent everyone from understanding him, and the servants were despised.
"Hey, stop!"
"Yes, this is the Duke's Mansion. Who are you? How dare you break in!"
The elite blocked the door, trying to stall for time, and then asked their companions to inform the Marquis that Downton had suddenly returned and brought many soldiers with him. It seemed that the coup must be postponed.
Downton didn't even glance at them and continued to move forward.
If the elite wanted to say anything more, a group of dwarves threw their short-handled axes, and then launched a charge towards them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The subordinates brought by the Marquis were all of the Judgment level, but they were no match for the Black Hand Dwarves. They originally wanted to block, but in the end they didn't even fight, and were instantly chopped into pieces by flying axes.
Downton stepped on the flesh and blood on the ground and entered the gate.
"I am Di Polo, is that the Duke of Downton? So domineering!"
"These soldiers are so strong, and this battleship is not bad. It seems that our Western Region will not be devastated by the flames of war."
"Those are dark elves, right? Don't tell me they are evil? Why would you listen to the Duke?"
At first, the civilians thought that the drow were slaves captured by Downton, but they were shocked when they saw the elves jumping off the battleship one after another and spontaneously maintaining law and order. A drow is conservatively estimated to be worth five in the human country.
One million gold coins, there are so many now, how many gold coins is this?
"Master, Downton is back!"
As his subordinates rushed in to report, all the nobles in the hall stood up, and their eyes immediately focused on the Marquis of Nottingshire.
Abagong cheered and ran out in a hurry.
"Let's go out and take a look!"
The Marquis stood up, gave everyone a calming look, and walked out first.
"What's going on with these guys? Why are there so many armed soldiers at my home?" After walking through the corridor, Downton's face darkened as he saw hundreds of guards gathering in the small square in front of the living room.
"Sir, they are the guards of those nobles!"
There is a report from the guard who has been standing by.
"I don't care who they are? After all, in my house, you are not allowed to carry weapons. Why are you standing still? Let me chop them to death!"
Downton gave the orders.
The dwarves and drow rushed out, but the human guards hesitated.
"Master, kill them. They will definitely force those nobles to rebel."
Highly recommended by guards.
"So what if I force you to rebel?"
Downton asked rhetorically.
The guards were dumbfounded, what else could they do? Of course, there is chaos in the West. You will lose your position as Duke. Now the king's army and the Duke of the North have invaded the territory. If there is another civil strife, it will be completely over.
"Master, are you back? I miss Abagong so much!"
The goblin butler ran all the way and rushed over. Then he didn't care about the expensive robe he was wearing. When he was more than ten meters away, he knelt down and finally stopped in front of Downton, prostrated and kissed his boots.
"You did a good job while I was away, but what happened to these guards? They are not loyal at all. How can you sleep well if you let them guard the house? If something happens to Celes, I will have to skin you.
No."
Downton frowned, "Where are my ogre and barbarian regiments?"
"Sir, this is the main city of the Western Territory. Letting them be responsible for guarding it will bring bad sense to the civilians, which will further affect your status in their minds."
Abagon smiled bitterly. He used human guards to bring closer the relationship between Downton and the people. Otherwise, you are a lord and your family is hilly natives. No matter how you look at it, it will not be justified.
"I understand, where are Celes and Elaine?"
Downton helped Abagon up. He still admired the goblin's ability. Looking at the period during which he was the boss, he was able to make the finance and public security of the Western Territory flourish, which proved that he was a rare internal affairs talent.
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"Celeste and Bones have gone to the front line, and Elaine is still studying in Paris. I didn't send her a letter. But I informed Andrea, the officiant."
Abagon explained that the Western Region had no chance of winning this war. If Elaine came back and was caught as a hostage, he would not be able to apologize even if he died.
"Well, very good, you should send Celes away as well." Downton looked at Black Hand, "You should immediately take your men to the front line to protect my sister!"
"As you command, Master!"
Blackhand turned around and left, but was stopped by Abagong.
"Wait a minute, Master, Celes is protected by Quasimodo and Jackson, so she should be fine, but there is still big trouble in the main city!"
Having said this, Abagong lowered his voice, "Those nobles are going to launch a coup, and they need to reserve troops to suppress it!"
"It doesn't matter, I came back this time and brought a lot of people with me!"
Downton waved his hand, signaling Abagon to report other urgent matters.
"Downton, you are crazy, tell them to stop!"
When the Marquis of Nottingshire and his party came out, they saw a group of dwarves and drows surrounding and killing the troops they had brought. The most terrifying thing was that those carefully selected guys were beaten to death in an instant.
Most of it.
"Why stop? A group of unknown guys broke into my home armed with weapons. Is this a rebellion? If I don't kill them, how can I maintain the majesty of my lord?"
Downton asked coldly.
"Who said they were going to rebel?"
Seeing the tragic death of their subordinates, some nobles couldn't bear it any longer and shouted loudly.
"I said!"
Originally, the nobles shared the same hatred, but when they heard Downton's words, they were all stunned.
"Are you going to fall out with us?"
The corners of the Marquis' mouth twitched. His original plan was to depend on the situation. If he could rebel, he would take action. Otherwise, he would compromise. In short, he would gain enough benefits.
"This guy is absolutely crazy!"
The nobles all looked like crazy people. Now that they were facing a powerful enemy, they thought that Downton could be gentle, but they didn't expect that when he came up, he showed a desperate attitude.
"Let's go!"
The Marquis no longer wanted to talk. He felt that Downton was too young, impulsive and impulsive. Once he had suffered enough losses, he would definitely come to apologize and persuade him.
"Come when you want and leave when you want. What kind of place do you think the Duke's Palace is?"
Downton fell out, and his subordinates immediately swarmed up and blocked the way.
"What do you want?"
When the nobles looked at the ferocious dwarf warriors, they all shrank. There was nothing they could do, their fighting power was too strong. (To be continued...)