Perhaps because of his age, Count Sartre no longer had the desperate urge. If it were twenty years ago, Eugen would have been a dead person now.

Unfortunately, as he grows older, especially as his descendants grow up day by day, Count Sartre loses the sharpness he used to be.

After all, he was just an earl, and he was still very loyal to the Duke of Ji'an.

He naturally knew Eugen's identity. An earl and Princess Maria's fiancé. If he killed such a person, he would be really not far from extermination.

For this reason, Count Sartre did not dare to kill Eugen at all, and there was a large group of people behind him.

Finally, the count sighed, slowly lowered his raised right hand, and said, "Oh, forgot, you go, I won't kill you."

Earl Sartre felt a sense of humiliation in his heart. He knew that his name would have an extra stain of surrender in the future, but this was impossible. He blamed him for not seeing the situation clearly and provoking Eugen, a person who could not be provoked.

"What? Let him go! Father..." The son of Count Sartre below shouted in surprise. He had already put his hand on the knife around his waist and was about to attack Eugen, but he did not expect that the final order he received was to let Eugen leave.

However, Eugen's reaction beside him was even more unexpected.

"What? Let's go? Hahaha." Eugen smiled contemptuously, without any intention of stopping when he saw it was ready. He swayed in the hall and said, "I said old man, don't you understand what I mean? Don't you know what I'm going to do here?"

"Little guy, I'll take you back. I'll take it first!" The count's son could no longer listen. He pulled out the sword at his waist and walked towards Eugen with a thunderous knife.

Upon hearing this, Eugen just glanced at the other party with a contemptuous smile on his face. He stood there motionlessly, but instead raised his neck high, as if waiting for the other party to cut off his head.

Seeing Eugen's appearance, the count's son felt a little hesitant, but he gritted his teeth and decided to take action first. As for the consequences, I will talk about it then.

Thinking of this, the count's son raised the blade in his hand, pointed it horizontally at Eugen's neck, and was about to cut it off with one knife.

Cold sweat had already oozed out of Eugen, thinking that he would be able to take off this time. What if this naughty green couldn't figure it out and really cut himself off.

At this critical moment, Count Sartre above suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop it, you idiot!"

This voice was like thunder on the ground, shaking the dust off the corners and eaves of the house. However, Count Sartre threw all the anger he suffered from Eugen on his son, and he scolded him without any mercy.

The count's son was stunned. He turned around and looked at his father in horror. After all, he cursed hatefully, put away the knife and returned to the rear.

After drinking his son, Count Sartre suppressed his anger, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said to Eugen: "Count Eugen, then tell me, what are you going to do when you come here?"

When Eugen heard that the other party finally officially called him, he laughed secretly, thinking that he was indeed a man who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong.

However, he couldn't force the other party too much. After all, he only relied on background, not strength, and even if he was "hard", he was limited.

Therefore, his tone also eased and said, "In order to resist the disease, the Po River defense line must be established. Therefore, I will recruit troops from the Verona region as the commander of the disaster resistance army. I wonder if you have any objections to Count Satter."

Earl Sartre still had that ugly smile on his face and said loudly: "This is impossible. You killed my old comrade-in-arms, Earl Mead, and my subordinates wish you could chop you into minced meat. I can't kill you for the sake of the Duke of Ji'an, but you must not want to get anything from me!"

Hearing these words, Eugen finally understood the real reason why Count Sartre was hostile to him. It turned out that it was still counted on Earl Mead.

Think about it, Earl Mead and Earl Sartre belong to the lords under the Duke of Ji'an. When the Duke of Ji'an was fighting in the early years, they were almost on the same line of defense. Such friendships gathered from the joint battle were also very deep.

With this prerequisite, it is indeed very difficult for Eugen to transfer troops from Count Sartre.

Since he had already torn his face, Eugen stopped reserving it and said with a cold face: "Hmph, Earl Sartre and Earl Mead embezzled the military funds of the disaster resistance army. In this crisis, this is a serious crime of treason, and all the consequences are his own fault. Although you are comrades-in-arms with Earl Mead, don't learn from him and do anything rebellious."

Earl Sartre glared at Eugen and said unyieldingly: "What, what's wrong with me just disobeying? Could it be that you want to cut off my head?"

As he said that, Count Sartre laughed furiously, and he sneered, "Hehe, if you are brave enough, then come and chop. I will stretch out my neck to let you chop!"

"You..." Eugen pointed at Eugen and couldn't speak. In this way, Eugen had no choice. Eugen did not dare to cut off his head. Similarly, he could not kill Eugen.

Anyway, this is an imperial count, and strictly speaking, he has not committed any unforgivable sins.

Eugen is now charged with killing an earl. If one more is added, he will not be able to protect him. He will inevitably be attacked by angry nobles.

Besides, if he really takes action, it is still a question whether he can get out of this Verona Castle today.

The situation was in a stalemate. Eugen was completely indifferent to the situation, and Eugen was unwilling to give up easily, so both sides had to drag on it like this.

During this period, the Count's older sons were always talking about something. The most common thing they said was to kill Eugen. Of course, this was just their fantasy. Now they did not dare to attack Eugen no matter what. They would kill whoever they asked them to kill. Similarly, Count Sartre did not let them kill anyone, even if they borrowed two courages, they would not dare to kill them.

Eugen stood in the hall, thinking about countermeasures quickly in his heart. It was really hard to understand Count Sartre. After thinking about it, he sighed helplessly in his heart: "Oh, if you can't reason, you can only say affection. I hope that Count Sartre's heart is not made of iron and can accept my statement."
Chapter completed!