Her voice was still clear, with a hint of desperate determination.

But there was no proper response.

No one spoke.

All the vassals looked at her quietly. After the surprise, suspicion and caution gradually appeared on their faces, which gradually deepened as they looked at each other.

The hall is still quiet.

Even Lisbon was silent.

Thelma's face turned pale.

Thales closed his eyes in his seat.

not enough.

Selma.

This is not enough!

The Grand Duchess glanced at the audience with an ugly expression, and every vassal she caught turned their gaze unnaturally.

"Everyone!" Thelma gritted her teeth and said, "The war cry has sounded, Longxiao City needs you!"

But still no one responded.

Thales stretched out his toes and poked Ian invisibly.

Viscount Qiyuancheng moved slightly.

Ian turned around nervously.

After seeing clearly that no one was speaking on the field, he let out a sigh of relief and showed a calm smile.

"Ms. Thelma, I hate to interrupt you..."

Ian clicked his tongue and turned back, shrugging his shoulders.

"But your vassals have just made it very clear. Do you want their response? Then marry and give up your power." His Excellency the Viscount nodded slightly, his eyes clear: "You cannot ask for a deal without reward."

Many of the vassals' faces darkened, and some looked at His Excellency the Viscount coldly.

"And since it's a transaction, you might as well choose the most affordable one..."

Thelma gritted her teeth and raised her head angrily.

The girl spoke again, interrupting Ian: "Everyone!"

"This is not a deal or a compromise, and it has nothing to do with my marriage."

"But only my will!"

But there was still no answer on both sides of the huge Hall of Heroes, the oval stone hall.

It was as if someone had blocked out the sound.

Ian, who was observing his words, frowned.

On the steps, Thelma seemed to be bearing the weight of a thousand pounds, struggling to look at the silent hall.

A pair of eyes that were mixed with confusion, suspicion, calculation, and dissatisfaction shot towards her.

But there was no response.

As if this is just her one-man show.

Selma suddenly felt her legs shaking slightly.

No.

She clenched her teeth unconsciously and her heart beat faster.

No……

A feeling of panic came over me.

this……

what to do……

At this moment, Thelma suddenly noticed: Among those eyes, only one pair of eyes remained unruffled and calm as before.

Just looking at her quietly from a distance, as always.

Just like the past six years.

The owner of the eyes smiled slightly at her, raised his left hand and nodded his thumb.

Thelma trembled slightly: her thumb folded under her left sleeve suddenly felt a weight in her nervous trance.

That's a ring.

The ring that that guy put on for her six years ago.

Those eyes blinked slightly and then turned away.

But just this blink of an eye seemed to give the girl strength.

Thelma's cheeks trembled slightly, and she took a deep breath.

The girl did not look aimlessly at the audience, but turned to the most senior count below.

"Dear Count Nazaire, thank you for your speech just now."

Count Nazaire had been staring closely at Lisban. After hearing these words, he slowly turned his gaze: "Madam..."

Thelma's face became solemn, and she spoke the following words with difficulty: "You showed me what kind of predicament Longxiao City is in now: we can no longer dwell on the regrets and misfortunes of the past."

"But this also makes me firmly believe that the future of Longxiao City cannot be protected by suspicions and calculations between monarchs and ministers, or among vassals."

At that moment, Count Nazaire's eyes moved.

"So I will not trade my marriage for your compromise. Longxiao City has not been divided and weakened to the point where it requires internal marriage to free up its hands and unite with the outside world."

Nazer slowly leaned on the seat behind him, remaining silent.

"The honor and victory left behind by our grandfather and father can only be maintained and won by us ourselves!"

The six earls at the top had different reactions and expressions.

The Grand Duchess glanced at Ian, and then looked at her vassals again: "Only in this way can we truly prevent external forces from interfering with Longxiao City in any way."

Ian was slightly embarrassed: "This is a little too much, Thelma..."

But Selma didn't give him another chance to speak.

"So, no matter what," the girl took a deep breath: "The Walton family will go to the west, with the remaining power of King Nun, follow the footsteps of Prince Suril, and take back what belongs to us with our own hands!"

Thelma stood in front of her seat, in front of the soul-killing gun, looking around the audience, clenching her fists and looking pale.

"Even if..."

The Grand Duchess gritted her teeth: "Even if no family responds to me."

The sound of breathing at different speeds sounded in the quiet hall.

"Even if it's just us marching under a single flag."

Facing the ups and downs of the Grand Duchess's tone, many of the vassals' expressions became strange.

Even the guards who had no right to speak couldn't help but look at it frequently.

Ian sighed.

"You know, Thelma, you don't have to do this."

"This will be very ugly," the Viscount's eyes began to show solemnity and vigilance: "Whether it is now or when we go to war."

"Forcing troops to send out troops will only push everyone to the edge of betrayal, further damage your already unstable prestige, and only result in greater humiliation."

"Leaving you with no way out."

The stagnant atmosphere seemed to be pierced by these words.

The expressions of the vassals changed more and more rapidly, and they became increasingly difficult to read.

"Yeah," Thelma said with a wry smile, "I know."

The Grand Duchess then looked at her vassals with complicated expressions, her eyes misty.

"I know that I am far inferior to the former His Majesty Nuen. Maybe I will never be able to do so in my whole life. In case you all, you may look down on me and this little girl sitting on the throne, and you may feel resentful.

, maybe everyone has their own plans."

Earl Curterson twisted his mouth, seeming to be deep in thought.

The Grand Duke sighed: "But I still hope that at this moment, you can bring your warriors and glory to stand with me and stand with Longxiao City."

Earl Hester's beard trembled slightly.

"Prove to the outside world, prove to this guest from Qiyuan City who claims that a marriage can save me from my predicament: Longxiao City is still strong and united, and I don't need to bow to outsiders to protect myself."

Count Linner clenched his fists unnaturally and twisted his knuckles back and forth.
To be continued...