However, for the earls, the truly important matter may not be just the Free Alliance.

"Freedom League."

"Those cowards don't dare to do this alone. Who is behind them?" The one-armed Earl, Kierkegaard, who had been silent all this time and seemed to have nothing to do with him, frowned: "Again.

Those with long ears?"

"No," Ian seemed to have regained his form a little, which made the Qiyuan City envoys relax a lot: "Baishan is very peaceful, and we have not received any abnormal information about the white elves."

"I still remember twenty years ago," Count Linner said without changing his expression: "Those cowards in the Alliance only had mercenaries to help them fight. It was easier to tear apart their battle formations than to tear paper. To break through their walls was just to climb up.

Ladder Kung Fu.”

"Qiyuan City can completely solve it on its own."

"As long as they don't send clowns to fight." Count Curterson added disdainfully.

Ian smiled.

"We don't have to do this pretentious show anymore, everyone." The regent of Longxiao City, Earl Lisban, clapped his hands. He spoke solemnly and spoke loudly: "I believe that you are not fools. You know very well that the outcome of this chess game is

The key is that you know even the people behind the Freedom Alliance."

The five earls all narrowed their eyes and stared at Lisbane.

Ian coughed.

"Everyone, I believe you all know..."

"King Charman is oppressing and abusing the nobles in his territory," His Excellency the Viscount from Qiyuan City sighed: "Qiyuan City, as well as our like-minded companions, such as Jishou City and Elk City, are working for this

Running out of misfortune.”

Ian raised his eyebrows: "And now, we need the support of Longxiao City to tell the entire kingdom: the king cannot do whatever he wants."

"The incident of the Freedom League is an episode, but it cannot be ignored."

"That's why I'm here."

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and everyone looked at the six earls at the front.

But the answer Ian received was not so positive.

Count Linner said coldly: "Then go to the king. Maybe if you give the king what he wants, the Free Alliance will bow its head obediently."

Ian frowned slightly.

"Don't disturb Longxiao City," Curtson snorted coldly, "This is not our war, at least not now."

Thales frowned: They all can see it clearly.

They just...

The Earl of Lisban spoke at the right time: "But this is our war, and we cannot escape it."

The former prime minister, who had accumulated power for decades, made everyone look at him solemnly.

Only to hear Lisban say solemnly: "Twenty years ago, Longxiao City responded to the rebellion of the Freedom Alliance with blood. This is the glorious past of the Dragonlance family, and it is the majestic proof of the late King Nun that we are the leaders of Exeter.

, there is no shirking the responsibility.”

Count Nagel looked at Lisban who spoke solemnly and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Old friend.

"What's more, it involves the dignity of the Walton family and the honor of the born king," Lisban said coldly: "When the West changes again, the Walton family cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

"Don't forget, we are from the North."

"He's from the north of Longxiao City!"

"We never run away! Because we value honor more than life and interests!"

The hall fell silent.

Thales saw from the corner of his eye that Ian snorted disapprovingly.

Thelma, who was full of pressure, finally smiled and looked at Lisban gratefully.

"You're right, Charles, we need to send troops to the west just like we did twenty years ago to revive the great reputation of Longxiao City," the Grand Duchess seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "As for King Charman..."

At this moment.

"certainly!"

Opposite Count Lisban, Count Nagel, who was first on the right hand of the Grand Duchess, spoke.

"Of course we are willing to fight for Exeter's honor and your honor, madam."

His old voice did not diminish his majesty, and for a moment it even reminded Thales of the former Ascended King.

Like a senior elder, Najir said in a persuasive manner: "But as a vassal who is deeply favored by the late king and loyal to the Walton family, I have the responsibility and obligation to remind you: think one more step."

Thelma's face tightened.

Thales clenched his fists, an ominous premonition came over him.

"Following the footsteps of my father and ancestors and sending troops to the West may indeed make people praise you, and even make it a good talk."

"But after the battle, what happens after we win and tear down the walls of the Freedom Alliance again?" Najir looked around the audience and said softly: "We, Longxiao City, are just a group between Qiyuan City and Heisha.

He is just a chess piece that is swayed back and forth between leaders and is being used by others."

Ian raised his eyebrows.

Thelma's face tightened and she was a little anxious. She was about to speak: "But..."

"Yes, maybe you have protected the dignity of Longxiao City and made people praise it as 'not bad'," Najir interrupted his lord unhurriedly: "But what Longxiao City can really get,

What is it again?"

All the nobles in the hall listened to his words quietly.

Especially the other five Earls Lisban looked particularly ugly.

Nagel continued: "Reinstate the power of Exeter?"

"Or the trophy jewelry sent by Qiyuan City?"

"Or is it a certificate of commendation from the king from the Black Sand Territory?"

His voice echoed in the hall.

Nagel stared at the Grand Duchess with electric eyes.

Thelma bit her lower lip and glanced at Thales for help.

But there was nothing Taylor could do at this moment.

"Twenty years ago, my grandfather did this, and he gained..." The Grand Duchess was a little flustered.

She was interrupted again.

"He was the king then, your grandfather, Nunn and we all represented the whole of Exeter," Najir said slowly: "Now?"

Nagel let out a long sigh, stood up tremblingly in the solemn eyes of everyone, and looked at the soul-killing gun behind the Grand Duchess.

His eyes were filled with sadness and nostalgia.

"This is not twenty years ago anymore, ma'am."

His tone was understated, but with a sadness that was hard to ignore: "Longxiao City has been without a king for a long time."

At that moment, Thales looked at the old Earl again, with warning signs in his heart.

He had a premonition of where the conversation was going.

Oops.

This guy……

He is definitely a ruthless character who is not inferior to Lisban!

"We have already suffered all the hardships brought by outsiders," Najir turned around and his voice became cold: "Why bother to be a vanguard and wade into this muddy water again?"

There were many people whispering in the hall.

The Grand Duchess was at a loss.

"Suffered a lot? Old friend," Lisban stared at Najir: "What do you mean?"

The person who took over his words was Count Linner.

"Didn't he make it clear enough?" Linna's heart-wrenching words were as always: "Six years ago, the new king, together with the four grand dukes, almost forcibly determined the ownership of Longxiao City.

The first female Grand Duchess in history.”

All eyes are focused on one seat.

There, Thelma's face became increasingly pale.

Nazer shook his head.

"I don't mean any disrespect, ma'am," he showed an apologetic smile to the girl on the seat, with disappointment in his tone: "But we are no longer the powerful Longxiao City."
To be continued...