In the evening, Calvin Kant summoned the northern nobles to the castle.

The banquet hall was burning with a raging fire, reflecting everyone's figure on the wall. The swaying figure made the shadows dance up and down like a strange mural.

The four long tables placed in the hall were filled with steaming meat and wine, which looked like a sumptuous dinner, but the atmosphere was not relaxed, especially when the duke told the news that the king was conquered.

"I have sent someone to recover the team that set out four days ago. If you are lucky, they will be able to come back alive," he said in a deep voice in his seat. "The key is what should we... Northland do?"

The nobles looked at each other, probably because the news that Tifeco had not kept for a day was too terrifying, and no one in the hall dared to answer for a while. Calvin saw timidity and regret in the eyes of many young nobles. Enteris was right. With such a person, it was absolutely impossible to resist Roland. Wimbledon, the choice of the king of the rift did not exist from the beginning, and they actually had only one way to go.

However, for the nobles who had just defected to Tifeko, it was really a bit embarrassed to speak out suddenly.

"Or what if we send an envoy to explore the fourth prince's tone?" After a while, someone said.

"If he does not interfere with the North, we might as well support him as the king," this remark immediately received the approval of another little nobleman. "Anyway, it's all about Wimbledon's own affairs, and it's the same for anyone who is a king."

Earl Lista sneered, "All the same?"

Calvin raised his eyebrows and the point came.

Sure enough, after the count spoke, everyone's voices became low, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. In fact, there was not much difference between the three forces themselves, and the Kant family was even worse... but he followed his daughter's advice and first showed goodwill to Tifeko before he got the position of Duke.

Of course, he also understood that this was one of the new king's methods of checking and balancing. The other two companies were probably happy to see that they were successful.

"Did you all forget the Duke of Ace who was executed for treason?" Lista said coldly, "He did not take the initiative to provoke Tifeco. If we had surrendered from the beginning, the noose would be put on our necks at any time, and it would be too late to struggle again! In the eyes of the Fourth Prince, we are really involved in the rebellion, at least everyone is inseparable from Tifeco!"

"What if you don't give in? Even the king can't last for a day. We're just an egg hitting a stone..." A vassal of Calvin whispered according to the agreed content, looking a little less powerful. Under the other party's glaring eyes, the second half of the sentence was even more inaudible.

"I'll give it a try, no matter whether it's an egg or not," Ed Hoss whispered, "The King of Rebellion killed my brother! He will definitely pay the price for it!"

"Who is an egg? The mountains in the north are undulating and dangerous roads are everywhere. His army can gallop between plains and rivers, but it may not be able to eat in the north." Earl of Hoss followed closely, "There is no matter how hard the Matou family retreated into Hanfeng Ridge, and I don't believe that his army can still fly up."

Then you would be exposing your back to the church. Calvin thought to himself that those people were also malicious about the North. He had also heard about the eldest son of the Hoth family. It seemed that they died in a battle to attack the lords of the West... But how could anyone not die in a war? If the other party could pay the price by shouting alone, there would be no need for the knight's sword and armor to exist.

The sound in the hall gradually became noisy. Due to the statements of Lista and Hoth, the voices that advocated not moving and ready to fight slowly overwhelmed the party who took the initiative to inquire about the situation and express good intentions to the fourth prince. Although Calvin kept silent, he became a little anxious.

Itis won't have any trouble, right?

"I wonder what the Duke thinks?" Perhaps because he was silent for too long, Earl Lista turned his eyes to him.

Calvin felt a stern, and it was finally his turn, "I called you here just to hear everyone's opinions. After all, this matter is related to the future of the North, and it is not an exaggeration to be cautious."

Earl of Hos interrupted impatiently, "Enough, you probably have already planned to be loyal to the fourth prince, otherwise why would those weak opinions be your vassals? Now that you give up your power, you will be the lamb to be slaughtered!"

"You..." Calvin almost couldn't help but throw the wine glass out of his hand.

"Since that's the case, we have nothing to talk about," Lista stood up and walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall. "By the way, if you want the Fourth Prince to spare your life, you can tie Itise's hands and serve it. I heard that guy is very uh to beauty."

The laughter of everyone stopped abruptly with the count's silence. Everyone could see a sword tip behind him, and the blood stains on it emitted a dim light under the fire.

"Are you talking about me, Lord Snow Fox? I can't pretend that I didn't hear this."

The count's body slipped to one side without any strength, and a tall armored warrior appeared in front of everyone. She drew her sword expressionlessly, stepped over Lista, who was still twitching and struggling, and walked into the hall.

The visitor was Itise Kant.

Calvin suddenly felt relieved.

I saw dark red blood stains everywhere on her armor. It was obvious that she had just experienced a fight. Even so, her charm was still unchanged, and her beautiful face was filled with a sense of murderousness. Then a team of sword-holding warriors entered one after another and surrounded the hall in an instant. At this point, everyone understood what was going on.

"Guard!" Earl of Hoss widened his eyes, "Give the guards outside"

"If you don't get rid of them, how can I concentrate on dealing with you?" Calvin breathed a long sigh and smashed the cup to the ground. "You seem to have forgotten that I am the leader of the North!"

He had been waiting for this moment. This kind of banquet was held every once in a while. The defense of the major nobles was not high. There were no more than a hundred guards who followed him, and they were basically left outside the castle area, which was suitable for all the guests. When the opponent's guards were successfully dealt with, the overall situation was basically decided.

Of course, the decision makers and executors of this plan are their own daughters, Itis, the North Pearl of Pearl.

The door of the banquet hall slowly closed, and the fire swayed with the cold wind.

The vassals of the two families drew their swords one after another, while the little nobles were so scared that they were out of their minds.

"You're crazy!" Ed Hoth said gritting his teeth.

Calvin no longer despises the verbal dispute at this moment, "Those who put down their weapons and surrender will be spared from death. If there is resistance... kill them without any slightest!"
Chapter completed!