The silver candlesticks shine under the candlelight, and the Arubiang black tea obtained through special channels exudes a refreshing aroma. The fragrant taste of lemon and sugar is intoxicating. The portraits and landscapes hanging on the walls fully enrich the room.
It is decorated to create an elegant atmosphere. The center of the room is covered with a thick carpet, and several armchairs decorated with the coat of arms of the Count Argentolaton family and with intricately carved striped borders are arranged in a square shape around the carpet. They are decorated with gold edges and painted
The porcelain tea sets with blue patterns are placed neatly on the coffee table, and the furnishings of the entire room create a romantic artistic style.
Then there are a few literary writers, artists, and critics sitting here, plus a few literary and artistic topics. All the elements needed for a salon are gathered together, and then there are endless courses of food, drinks,
Noisy, singing...
The luxurious salon lacked the above-mentioned key elements, and the literary and artistic atmosphere that was finally created was long gone. Two men with gloomy and dull expressions occupied the luxurious living room, and a cold and sharp atmosphere filled the spacious room.
The nobles who are supported by taxes and state salaries rarely worry about food and clothing. It stands to reason that the happiest group in the world should be these gentlemen who do not have to run for a living. However, in the eyes of the common people, adults who are well-dressed, live a worried life, and have a sore throat when they are idle.
They have their own troubles.
Count Agentolaton is facing his troubles, trying his best to maintain a state of silence on his face, and at the same time thinking about whether to throw a handkerchief into the opponent's face instead of gloves, and use a hearty duel to destroy the problem.[
Regardless of his family background, genealogy, bloodline, magician level qualifications, meritorious service, height, or appearance, Baron Eugène de Paillot is worthless in front of Count Felix de Argentortum who holds real power in the land.
Shai, the arrogant nobles who value the nobility and purity of bloodline far more than ordinary people imagine do not want to see the product of an intermarriage between noble and lowly people - a man with a sparse forehead and a face that is unique to the citizens of the royal capital of Lüdes (lutese).
A fool who is worse than a fragile vase.
In the past, he would have burned this retarded man to ashes and dumped it into a cesspool - just like the handful of people once named Monet that had sunk to the bottom of the cesspit. He might have chopped it into pieces and mixed it with feed for the pigs -
Like a pig's wretched butler.
He is an earl, a five-pointed superior, a great magician of the wind and fire dual attribute change system who is close to the quasi-hexagram level. He is a big shot who controls the money, force and even the life and death of the Ajan Tolatong area. When he thinks of something that makes people suffer to death.
If he resorts to such methods, tragedy will surely befall the unlucky people he targets.
But the Earl uncharacteristically chose to be patient, even though the recent waves of visitors had made his mood close to the bottom line of badness, and the fly sitting opposite was the worst among them. But the Earl could not burn all the flies.
Light, let alone let this bald fly make any mistakes in his castle and his territory.
Baron Pagliu is a special envoy sent by the royal court to patrol the Agentolaton area on behalf of the king. In a sense, this imperial envoy represents the power of His Majesty. Offending the special envoy is tantamount to challenging the royal authority and is a serious crime of rebellion.
In the salon where political topics were discussed after dinner, the earl and other nobles showed the same disdainful attitude towards the royal court and royal power, but private complaints and bragging must not be shown on the stage. The royal family's control over the country still remains
It was powerful, directly under the royal family, and the army that swore allegiance to the king exceeded the private soldiers of the nobles. The issue of heirloom was not a problem at all. There were no famous figures in the 5 electorate families. The earl had no good choice and started to fight against the royal court on his own.
We can only talk about it casually when we are drunk.
Make an attitude of being open-minded and willing to be taught. There is nothing more that needs to be done.
But Count Agentolaton violated this most basic rule, and his resentment was expressed with his face without reservation.
"Your Majesty the Earl."
Due to the host's bad attitude, Baron Parlo, as a guest, responded with a reciprocal attitude. He responded with a superficial honorific and a tone of disdain.
"There have been bad rumors about you in the capital lately. Your Majesty sent me here to ask you..."
"As to whether I am preparing to attack Lapland; planning to assassinate the Duke of Lotharngia and seizing the entire province of Alsace; not liking the bishop of Turones, preparing to destroy the church and cut off the bishop's
head; I have taken a liking to the Countess of Vourum and plans to send troops to rob her... Damn it! These are shameful rumors coming from the mouth of a lunatic who I never knew. I will hang that fool 100 times with my own hands.
!I have been refuting the rumors day and night since last month, but waves of messengers who heard the rumors from unknown sources and asked me for confirmation keep coming! Damn it, I have to say the same thing a few times.
Ten thousand times?”
Repeating the same words over and over again can easily make people nervous, and the count himself is not a very patient and well-educated type. He can't wait for the messenger to finish speaking, and he will repeat the same words for 2 months and 12 days in one breath, and his dissatisfaction index with the status quo is on the verge of critical
All the anger burst out.
The imperial envoy did not interrupt or express any polite sympathy. He just closed his eyes and let the count perform an angry one-man show in his own living room. He waited quietly until the count finished spitting out all the saliva, and an overly excited blush appeared from his neck to his face.
, the chest rose and fell violently like a bellows, and when the exhaust gas that had cooled down was exhaled from the mouth, a chilling cold light shot over from under the open eyelids.
"Your Excellency, are you loyal to our great King?"
"Of course I am loyal to Your Majesty and to the kingdom... What?! Are there rumors circulating in the royal capital that I intend to seize the royal capital?! How could there be such ridiculous nonsense?! How could you believe such ridiculous stuff?
?!!"
[Are the guys in the royal capital all brainwashed?] - Angry questioning may be a more reasonable explanation, but there is a baron who came to the royal capital sitting in front of him. At this delicate moment, the earl is
I won't say that all the residents of the royal capital from the royal family down have offended the light.
"There have indeed been some rumors circulating in the royal capital recently related to His Excellency the Earl."
Baron Pallo, who was playing with the exquisite tea set, spoke slowly, enjoying the lubricating touch of the finely crafted porcelain on his fingertips, which was sold for 100 cents a set in the capital, and slowly sent out some terrible words in a gentle tone teasing his pet.
message.[
"His Majesty is very confused by the recent rumors that [the Count of Agentolaton is gathering troops to attack Tulong and welcome Duke Philip], so he asked the junior official to come over to understand the detailed situation."
The overwhelming arrogance dissipated the moment the baron revealed the contents of the mission, and the count's majestic appearance was covered with a layer of grayish lead.
There have been rumors of an attack on Tulong before, but this time it was a bit too realistic and terrifying.
Duke Philippe—the younger brother of the current king, the loser in the battle for the throne, and a prisoner in the tower of Touron Castle.
The Duke, who was once a prince, was once considered a popular candidate to surpass his elder brother and take over the throne of the late king who doted on his younger son. There are also many fans of his among the nobles. What is extremely unfortunate and well-known is that——
The Count Agento-Laton was a former supporter of the Duke.
The earl had motives, strength, and mobilization of troops that people could not help but imagine. The true credibility of the rumors was magnified to the point where the earl's head was at risk.
This important piece of gossip involving the ownership of the throne was reported step by step, and finally reached the highest level - the royal desk of His Majesty Charles IV (hrlesvlebel), King of Charlemagne. From that moment on, the rumor was no longer just a rumor.
, politics gives rumors more powerful lethality.
What a wonderful opportunity this is for your great Majesty.
If true, then Count Argento Latong is an out-and-out rebel. In order to warn some monkeys who covet the throne, the Count had to become the unlucky chicken who was chosen to lose his head. Even if it turns out that it is indeed just man-made.
Fabricated rumors, His Majesty the King, who is worried every day about finding a suitable reason to deal with disobedient local nobles, will not miss such a good opportunity, and His Majesty, who is sincerely passionate about strengthening the power of the central royal court, will still repair it.
A fool who doesn't take the king's scepter seriously.
"This... this is a shameful slander... My family's and my family's loyalty to His Majesty has never wavered."
The cesspool of power struggle was bottomless. The cold, deep mud and the pungent smell of bloody corpses slowly swallowed up the count's courage. The remaining sense of reason and luck clung to an unclear straw in front of him.
"His Majesty the King considers it extremely imprudent to doubt a noble with a long lineage based on a mere rumor."
The baron's smile was gentle and friendly, but he did not hide his evil nature when teasing the prey in his hands.
A count made a humble gesture to himself - this kind of thing is not a treatment that the baron class can enjoy. Baron Paillo enjoyed it carefully, remembering the power gained by relying on the royal power, and appreciating the humiliation that the count endured at this moment.
, fear - it is exactly those things that the Baron has experienced and paid for.
"Your Majesty is a wise and wise king. A wise king who can leave a glorious footprint in history will not be deceived by the gossips of villains, let alone his loyal ministers."
It was not the bald baron in front of him, but the supreme ruler in the palace of Ludes, the distant royal capital. The earl kept talking about compliments and excuses that he had never had before. Because this performance was too contrary to his will,
The muscles on his face convulsed with pain, and disgusting displeasure and overwhelming resentment rolled and swelled in the body of the arrogant nobleman, almost bursting the body of the dual-attribute great magician.
"In order to put an end to the so-called rumors, His Majesty sent a small official to the territory under the jurisdiction of the Count to conduct a thorough investigation. As long as the Count can truly prove your loyalty to Your Majesty and the country, the false and superficial words will be self-defeating and no one will pay attention to them anymore.
.”
Baron Pallo is as enthusiastic as an old friend who is willing to help people in need. His brain is so smart that it is hairless and is working at full speed to provide advice and suggestions to solve the difficulties for the troubled Count Agentolaton. His tone is sincere and his attitude is enthusiastic.
The excessive eagerness in his small eyes is no different from those of lawyers who are eyeing fat sheep.
The burning desire to pursue money and the filth called greed resided in the bottom of the Baron's eyes, and the stench of corruption could almost be smelled from this man with his nose.
"I am willing to cooperate with His Excellency the Baron in completing this task to prove my innocence. If you need anything, please feel free to speak up. As long as I can, I will do my best."
The words of gratitude serve as a disguise for the anger, no matter how much you want to smash, hack to death, hang, stab to death, chop to death, burn to death, drown, strangle to death, bite to death... this bastard who takes advantage of others' danger to extort money.
A hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times. The earl still had the sense to know how to choose, and suppressed the almost out-of-control murderous intention to send an invitation to the other party.
【Make an offer.】[
It was like the words of surrender in defeat were hidden in the earl's promise.
Baron Parlo has had enough of admiring the beast in the cage, and the bottom line of reason that the count sticks to in the end is also the upper limit of his profit. Although he hates and is jealous of these nobles with prominent family backgrounds as much as [friends] of the same class. But compared to those who only know
For fellow talkative and hot-headed fellows, Baron Pallo knows how to protect his interests.
The importance of deserved benefits far exceeds personal preferences. Guys who cross that red line will not only lose entertainment and benefits, but also accidentally lose their lives.
After the fun time is over, it’s time to calculate a reasonable number that is acceptable to both parties.
"The official will investigate the facts as soon as possible. Your Excellency, the earl, can just wait for the results at home. Once the results appear, the official will inform you as soon as possible. May the Mother Goddess grant you peace and happiness."
The baron stood up and saluted;
The earl who returns the favor and sees off the guests with a smile;
No one would think of it or realize it.
The porcelain decorations are attached with black crystals so tiny that they cannot be seen with the naked eye. The inanimate ears and eyes faithfully record all the movements in the room as if they were every day since entering the count's castle, and transmit them to distant onlookers.
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Interpretation of small theater time
Brunhil: This is my first time asking a question? Lord Li Lin, where did Lord Nidhogg go?
Li Lin: That idiot appeared too much, and some viewers thought he was too cute, so they let him go backstage to eat lunch first.
Brunhil: ——b... It feels a bit scary. By the way, [Prince Elector] was mentioned this time. What kind of title is that?
Li Lin: The prototype of the elector system is the [elector system] during the Holy Roman Empire. Electors (German: kurfurst, plural kurfursten, English: eletor) are a special phenomenon in German history. This word has been
Used to refer to those princes who have the right to elect the king of the Roman people and the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. This system seriously weakened the imperial power and deepened the political divisions in Germany. In 1356, Emperor Charles IV of the Luxembourg dynasty sought to gain power from the princes.
In recognition of his son's succession to the throne, the famous charter "Golden Seal" was formulated in Nuremberg, officially confirming the legitimacy of the feudal princes' election of the emperor. The edict established the seven electors of the empire based on the seven deadly sins against the secular world.
.In 1806, the Holy Roman Empire was disbanded by Napoleon, and the right of electors lost its meaning.
In this book, the prince-electing system of the Kingdom of Charlemagne does not directly select the king. The prince-electing princes are all powerful, have established indelible merits in history, and are the highest-ranking nobles passed down by their families. In times of major national crisis when the royal family is extinct.
, only several electors have the chance to run for the king. In fact, it is an alternative part that is closer to the royal family.
Brunhil: I feel that human countries are really complicated. I also ask all readers and gentlemen to support this book by voting and spreading the word. Thank you, little girl.