(Second update is coming, please click, vote and collect, but I got fucked by brushes, I’m a little depressed)
The next day, the citizens of Mora were shocked by a shocking news - the ruler of Mora, Earl Carter, had died.
The rumor in the market is that yesterday a group of robber cavalry broke into the Garro Manor where Count Carter lived. Not only did they steal all the property, but they also killed everyone in sight, whether they were old people or children, except for a few people who had temporary business.
None of the Gallo family members who were outside or who were in the manor at the time ran away. In the end, these bandits set a fire and burned this manor, which is famous in the north for its beautiful Naxi flowers, to the ground.
Some people who knew the relatively accurate information did not speak, but waited for the movement of the Noble Council of Mora City. It is strange to say that a case like the murder of Earl Carter's family can be said to make the entire Jobna County shake.
It happened, but no one mentioned it in the noble council, as if it never happened.
A strange atmosphere spread among the nobles in Mora City, and everyone was watching the next development of the situation.
…
On the grass, there were brown blood stains everywhere among the large tracts of green. The smell of blood, burnt smell and Naxi flowers mixed into a very strange smell, which drifted far away with the wind.
Beside the manor, on the khaki road, a white carriage approached slowly from a distance.
When the carriage arrived at the door of Garro Manor, the original exquisitely carved iron door had fallen to the ground. It was full of pits and looked very dilapidated.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing a middle-aged man with brown hair inside, with a mustache and neatly combed hair, looking like an upper class person.
A gust of breeze blew by, carrying a petal and flying into the car window that was lifted up by the middle-aged man.
A hand suddenly stretched out, held the petal, and opened it gently. The unique pink petals of the Naxi flower appeared in front of the eyes, but this petal was stained with a little blood, and it did not turn brown like other dried blood stains.
Dark, but extremely bright, making the petals even more delicate.
He stretched the hand holding the flower out of the window, turned his hand, and the petals fell towards the ground. Just as another gust of wind happened to pass by, the petals somersaulted and flew far away, out of sight of the people in the carriage.
The man holding the flower stuck his head out of the window. If Ger was here, he would have recognized him as Tavren's assistant, Valerian, who worked with him yesterday to deal with matters at Garro Manor.
Valerian stared at the place where the petals disappeared for a long time, and looked thoughtfully at the palm where the petals still had the delicate touch, and then turned to look at the middle-aged man: "Lord Viscount, let's go down and take a look.
.”
"Yes." The middle-aged man known as the Viscount nodded, asked the groom to open the door and got out of the carriage.
Valerian then got out of the car, without stopping, and walked directly through the manor gate, which no longer had any protective function.
Entering the gate, the first thing you see is the charred and shapeless small buildings in the center of the manor. As soon as the wind blows, you can see the black and gray dancing, and the crumbling ruins also begin to sway, as if they are dancing.
A dance called death.
The Viscount followed and walked in. He also saw what could be said to be the most beautiful building complex in Mora City had become like this, and he couldn't help but shake his head in lament.
"Sir, come here."
Valerian walked a few steps forward and came to a spear stuck in the ground. There was a human head pierced on the tip of the spear. The Viscount walked over and looked at the head carefully for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sorrowful expression.
His expression: "I know him. He is Earl Carter. I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."
However, in the eyes of the shrewd Valerian, the joy in the Viscount's eyes could not be hidden. He was probably so happy that he suddenly forgot even the words to express grief.
"Yes, I didn't expect the count to go like that. Hey, from now on, Job's County will rely on you, Viscount Ives." Valerian took over the conversation to avoid the viscount being too embarrassed.
"It's easy to talk about."
Viscount Ives smiled brightly after hearing a few words, but there was no city palace at all. Valerian couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Trash, no wonder he was so suppressed by Earl Carter that he could only be a bastard in the noble council.
The deputy speaker is famous but not powerful."
However, Valerian didn't show anything on his face. He just pointed at a sign beside the spear: "Look, this is the declaration of revenge left by the Cobenson family."
Ives came over and took a look. The sign listed the reasons for the Colbenson family's revenge on the Gallo family. Looking up, there was a similar sign about dozens of meters away. It probably said everything.
Same thing.
"Although the Gallo family made mistakes, they should not have fallen to this. As a meritorious family that fought against the barbarians, the Colbenson family has done such a big mistake, but I feel that Colbenson should not be treated hastily.
For the execution carried out by Sen, I will propose at the Noble Council three days later that the entire incident be submitted to royal arbitration to give a perfect solution to this vicious incident.
But this matter is essentially useful. The failure to adjust the conflict between the Colbenson family and the Gallo family in time led to such an irreversible result. In order to avoid this kind of tragedy again, we propose similar incidents in the future.
To resolve disputes and respond promptly to such incidents, an arbitration coordination committee composed of the royal family and the nobles of Jobna County should be established to maintain the order of the nobles of Jobna County."
"Prince Fayelino is also deeply disturbed by what happened in Jobna County, especially the chaotic situation caused by the loss of the leader of the Jobna County Noble Council, which is not what His Majesty the King wants to see, so I hope that you, Viscount
I can shoulder this heavy burden to ensure the stability of Jobna County."
Without saying anything else, Viscount Ives and Valerian looked at each other and smiled, their meaning already understood.
After exchanging terms, the two walked around the manor for a while. Valerian said he had something to deal with and said goodbye first. Viscount Ives graciously said there was no problem and he continued to stay in the manor for a while.
After Valerian left, Viscount Ives once again returned to the spear strung on Count Carter, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
"It smells so good."
At this time, Viscount Avis's expression was completely different from the one he showed before Valerian, and his whole person had a kind of morbid state that was almost excited.
Opening his eyes, Viscount Ives stared at Count Carter's face that was still full of surprise for a long time. He reached out and touched the pale, almost transparent face, and smiled softly: "I got what I wanted, you
Woolen cloth……"
The laughter was weird and low, echoing in the silent manor.
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June, summer, and Winterset Castle usher in the green season.
Although the sunshine is very strong, due to the generally dry air in the north and the brisk breeze coming from the distant Nosyphia Mountains, you can feel cool and comfortable as long as you find a shade of a tree or a shady place such as an eaves and stay for a while.
Women are responsible for transporting water from the moat in wooden waterwheels, and the elderly and children are responsible for spreading water on the road steps, using the evaporated water to take away the heat. At the same time, they also need to take out cold and comfortable well water from the nearby well from time to time to replenish it.
It was served from bowls under the sheds to adult men working in the sun.
There is a deep pit next to it. This was originally an activity venue, but now it is just a large construction site. Almost all the adult males in Korbenson's field have been recruited and are working in this pit that is already one person tall.
Of course, no matter men, women, old people or children, they will receive a good salary from the royal family during their work, which is why everyone works so enthusiastically under the sun.
The reception room where Geer and Philip were sitting could overlook this scene.
Geer has been a little irritable recently. This feeling has started since he returned to Winterset Castle. It may be due to the weather or puberty. Anyway, it just makes him uncomfortable. If it hadn't been for Philip who had a meeting with the senior officials of the Northern Legion,
The prince returned to Winterset Castle. At this time, Geer should be practicing his sword skills desperately to squeeze out the excess energy in his body.
The aging Prince Philip discovered his problem after chatting with Geer for a while. After asking about Geer's reaction, he smiled and said: "It's okay. Many people had this reaction after leaving the battlefield. I fought in
It's the same with the Queen of Hao Manzi. She feels full of energy every day and doesn't feel comfortable if she doesn't do anything. She just wants to live a peaceful life."
Geer smiled and did not answer. He knew that he was much more serious than Prince Philip said. His body and soul missed the feeling of life and death constantly intertwined on the battlefield all the time. The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke seemed to
It still echoed on the tip of his nose. He knew what he needed, and only the blood of his enemies could quench his thirst.
"By the way, I'll give you a good thing." Seeing that Geer was not interested in talking, Prince Philip took out a document from the box on one side and handed it to Geer: "Your matter has been settled.
It’s done, let’s take a look.”
Geer took it and opened it to see that it was one of the returns he received from trading Corbenson Land to the royal family - 20% of the permanent shares of the Royal Bernero Bank.
The Royal Bernero Bank is a newly established bank with the Winterset Castle gold mine as its capital. At first glance, there are only a few shareholders - the royal family, a few large nobles and Geer. Of course, how others are divided internally does not care about Geer.
Something happened.
"Preparatory work has been completed for the head office of Royal Bernero Bank in San Rotalo. Today is the time to establish and announce the composition of shareholders. Andre, I really envy you." The prince explained on the side with a very serious tone.
It's a sigh.
Geer knew what the prince was envious of. With this share, the Kolbenson family would be connected to Konatas forever. As long as Konatas existed, Kolbenson would exist for one day, and there would be no need to worry about it anymore.
Worry about the continuation of the family - as long as they don't get wiped out like Earl Carter, but once this happens, the dividends generated from these 20% shares will become a permanent revenge fund, rewarded to those who successfully avenged the Cobenson family.
People. But the prince's side is different. As the younger generation gradually becomes alienated by blood, he will eventually be separated from the royal family. He may continue to prosper or decline. All this can only depend on his younger generations.
Of course, this share cannot be bought or sold or given away. It only belongs to the Corbenson family and does not have the right to exercise the shares. It can only be distributed as dividends. But compared with the above advantages, this restriction is insignificant at all. This is also the case for the royal family.
He was willing to give it to Geer just because he wanted to buy his bones for a thousand dollars. The Royal Bernero Bank is an economic entity that is likely to be able to control the lifeblood of the country, so it will definitely put some appropriate restrictions on Geer's shares.
This is the greatest wealth that Geer left to the Colbenson family, and it is more reliable than land.
"You have to go to San Rotalo to get the rest of the things. The people in charge of Winterset Castle will arrive in ten days. It will be when I return to San Rotalo. Will you come with me?" Prince Philip asked.
Zhu Geer extended an invitation to travel with him.