"Are you going to lead your army to the Western Frontier in person?"

In the study, Mrs. Grace looked at Marquis Garcia in surprise.

Marquis Garcia nodded and said, "Yes, aunt."

"What about the Count of Angeles?"

“He will stay in the North.”

Seeing Mrs. Grace frowned, Marquis Garcia seemed to guess what she was thinking and quickly added:

"Aunt, I know you want the Phoenix Butterfly Army to go to the West and take this opportunity to establish merits to achieve the re-emergence of the Morrison family. So, if you have confidence in me, you can let them follow me to fight."

"Of course I don't believe in your military capabilities." Mrs. Grace looked at Marquis Garcia seriously, "but your body has not yet fully recovered..."

"Don't worry, aunt. Although I can't charge like before, I'm still fine to be in charge."

"Why not let the Earl of Angeles lead his army? He has proved himself many times that he is an outstanding commander who is not inferior to you. Why should you show off?"

The Marquis Garcia hesitated for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said, "Aunt, just think I can't stand the loneliness. I have been away from the battlefield for too long, so long that I can no longer suppress my desire for victory. If this continues, I am afraid... it will be ruined."

Mrs. Grace was silent for a moment and suddenly asked in a deep voice:

"Garcia, do you think we might lose this war?"

Marquis Garcia's eyes flashed and opened his mouth, but nodded in front of Mrs. Grace's sharp gaze, saying:

"Aunt, I just got the news that Your Majesty will lead the army in person."

Mrs. Grace's face changed and she cursed with anger: "That guy with great ambition and talent is going to be the emperor in person? Didn't you understand Yulong City? Where is Midela? She won't dissuade you?"

The Marquis of Garcia sighed and said, "That's why I have to lead my army to the expedition myself. But, aunt, don't worry, I will keep the army in the northern border as much as possible, even if I violate His Majesty's military orders, only I can do this.

As for Colin, let him stay and guard the northern border this time.”

Mrs. Grace had a gloomy face, obviously extremely indignant at the news. She thought that this orc war was an opportunity to be reborn from the Morrison family, but now, it is very likely that the damned emperor would be a disaster.

Just as the atmosphere in the study was silent, the door suddenly rang.

"Come in." Marquis Garcia said casually, and then the housekeeper opened the door.

"Marquis Marquis, Cardinal came to pay homage."

"Turnens? He wants to see me?"

"Yes."

Marquis Garcia frowned in confusion and said:

"Okay, bring him here."

"yes."

Mrs. Grace took the opportunity to get up and said goodbye, "Then I'll leave first, I won't disturb you from meeting the guests."

"Okay." Marquis Garcia nodded and said, "Aunt, if you are worried about the war in the Western Region, you don't have to send all the Phoenix Butterfly Army to the battlefield..."

"No." Mrs. Grace shook her head firmly, "This is the best opportunity for the Morrison family. If you don't do your best, it will only lead to disintegration of people's hearts... Once people's hearts dissipate, it will be difficult to get together again.

Therefore, the Phoenix Butterfly Army will all follow you to the Western Frontier. Whether the Morrison family can be regained its reputation depends on the arrangement of the Supreme Lord."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Marquis Garcia looked at the other party's back as he walked away and fell into deep thought.

It was not until the door was knocked again that the Marquis of Garcia came to his senses, and saw that Turnans had already stood at the door, looking at himself with a smile, and said:

"Marquis Garcia, please forgive me for taking the liberty."

"Sit." Marquis Garcia nodded expressionlessly, as if he was not in the mood to deal with the cardinal of the Glorious Church.

Thurnans did not care about the indifference of Marquis Garcia, and walked into the study without seeing any sight and sat down on the sofa.

The maid took light steps and delivered a cup of tea to Turnans, then put away the cup that Mrs. Grace had just used, and then left quietly.

Turnans naturally saw the teacup that Mrs. Grace had used, her eyes flashed slightly but she didn't ask anything.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said, "Marquis Garcia, I didn't disturb you from meeting you, right?"

"No." Marquis Garcia said casually, "I wonder what's wrong with you coming to see me?"

Turnans put down his teacup and admitted: "Marquis Garcia, this time I visited the northern border, was actually entrusted by the Pope's crown to investigate the interception of the nobles in the eastern border as military expenses."

Marquis Garcia's face remained unchanged, and seemed not surprised at this, and said lightly:

"Then you came to the wrong place, right? You should go to Bailu City, not Winter City."

Thurnans smiled slightly and said, "Marquis Garcia, I came to see you with infinite sincerity, so there is no need for you to deal with me with such diplomatic rhetoric, right?"

Marquis Garcia nodded. He was a straightforward person and did not like those stupid things, so he said bluntly:

"You are here to find the Earl of Angeles, right? But why do you want to see me?"

"You have excavated and promoted the Earl of Angrey, and you have also given the most precious Black Cavalry to himself. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is your heir to the mantle, right?" Turnans said in a deep voice, "Now that he has caused trouble, of course I want to ask for your opinion."

The Marquis of Garcia smiled unquestionably and said, "If you want to ask me about my attitude towards the intercepting tithes of the nobles in the East, I actually support it."

At least in the current situation where the orcs are about to invade, if the East wants to mobilize and organize quickly, it naturally needs to use some unconventional means.

I also believe that as the spiritual leader of the glorious empire, the Pope's Crown will be able to understand and support the actions of the nobles in the East."

Turnans' smile remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised by Marquis Garcia's statement, but he did not continue to discuss this issue, but instead asked:

"So, what do you think of the series of new policies implemented by the Earl of Angrey in the North?"

"New Deal?" Marquis Garcia frowned and said, "I am not proficient in governance. Those things were initiated by the Earl of Angeles, and were carried out by Bachelor Dawn and Bachelor Sunny. I did not participate.

However, as far as the current situation where the North has recovered from the turmoil, I think these new policies are very effective.”

Tourns nodded, indicating that he understood the position of Marquis Garcia, but then he looked right and said in a deep voice:

"Marquis Garcia, but in my eyes, the new policy of the Earl of Angeles is a complete blasphemy!"

"Where is blasphemy?" Marquis Garcia asked with a sarcastic smile.

"Welfare lottery! That is the evil thing that arouses the greed and desire deep in human hearts. It is the temptation from the devil! In the long run, everyone will have no intention of working and just want to buy lottery tickets and win the jackpot!"

The Marquis of Garcia shrugged and said indifferently: "Since you think there is something wrong with this policy, I will discuss with the Earl of Angeles to see if it can be cancelled..."

"No! Not enough!" Turnans put down his teacup, stood up and came to the Marquis of Garcia, stared into the eyes of the other party, and said coldly, as the blasphemer, the Count of Angeles must pay the price!"

“What’s the price?”
Chapter completed!