Traitors must die.
This sentence was not uttered by the Dukes Of Angmar. If one were to trace back to the past, the first person who uttered it was Emperor Koen who unified the Kingdom of Karen.
Zero tolerance for the nobles who betrayed the kingdom was one of the keynotes set since the founding of the kingdom.
Therefore, when Viscount Juan's head was quietly placed on the dining table, the deterrence it caused was far more than any nonsense.
The entire banquet fell into a strange atmosphere. The noblewomen who were stimulated by the bloody scene screamed and ran away. The younger ones who were far away did not see clearly what it was and were curiously moving towards the banquet. As for the feudal lords who held the real power, their foreheads were dripping with cold sweat. They stood motionless on the spot, their brains rapidly thinking of the next countermeasures …
Juan's territory was not rich, and his influence was not considered the top. However, the reason why the nobles could unite to fight against Angmar was that he was the "go-between" among them.
In other words, it was an indisputable fact that this viscount had "evil intentions". Juan was one of the biggest masterminds behind this incident. Once Angmar compromised, Juan would definitely be the feudal lord who would get the most resources.
However, no one expected that before all the arrangements had been carried out, Angmar would behead Juan so cleanly and cleanly …
What happened to the plan? What happened to the resources that everyone would share?
A moment ago, the nobles were still excited about slapping Angmar one by one. However, this old man's counterattack was no longer a slap, but a clean and crisp sword!
This sword had always been in Angmar's heart. Even though he was a candle in the wind, even though he knew that his days were numbered, when he unsheathed his sword, it was still unparalleled.
"This … this …"
The lords who were "persuading" Angma with kind words were now speechless. Their eyes darted back and forth between the head and Angma, and they were completely at a loss.
"Colluding with the undead, collaborating with the cultists to destroy Efta's territory, raising an army and waiting for an opportunity to rebel. The evidence is conclusive and unforgivable … Kill." Angmar's gaze slowly swept across the feudal lords before him. He slowly covered the wooden box again, concealing the thick stench of blood. "Of course, I believe that many of the feudal lords present do not have the same thoughts as him. Since you've come to Hollier City, you should enjoy the pleasures of good wine and food, right?"
His words did not receive any response, because the shock brought by the bloody head was not something that could be digested in a minute or two, especially for those women who were pale and had covered their mouths as they stumbled away. Perhaps they would be traumatized for the rest of their lives.
But why would Angmar care about these people's feelings?
"What Juan wants has nothing to do with us. Since he committed treason, he deserves it." Viscount Mursa narrowed his eyes and was the first to react. He said in a deep voice, "But can violence solve everything? The plan at the border should be adjusted. Angmar, this is not just my idea. You're hollowing out Efta. If this goes on, no matter if the enemy appears at the border, we'll be finished! "
"We don't have to bear the consequences of stubbornness with you."
The feudal lords who had already weakened their momentum did not back down. They understood that Angmar was "killing the chicken to warn the monkey," but none of the nobles present were fools. Angmar would not kill them just because of a "disagreement" because such a method in itself meant "crossing the line"!
"I know. In your eyes, I've been squandering the gold that should belong to you, so you can't accept it, right?"
Ankama also spoke openly, a mocking expression on his face. "Or are you saying that you've long considered the village under my rule as your own? So you don't want to pay taxes? "
At this moment, Butler John came to Angmar's side and whispered something. Lord Duke smiled and said to the people around him, "Because of some matters, our Bishop Noir is late. But he obviously has some good news to announce. John, please invite the Bishop."
The feudal lords were completely ignored. Their faces were red and pale for a while. If they wanted to fight against Angmar, they naturally had more than Juan's plan. Restrictions on economic trade, taxes, military measures, and so on. There were many ways to threaten the Lucifron Family. But Angmar did not want to take any of it. They could only watch as the new bishop came in front of them and took out a gorgeous and eye-catching golden scroll.
"This is …"
The feudal lords immediately raised their eyebrows. They recognized the scroll with crossed keys. It was the "Holy Edict" from the Pope.
Within a year, the Eiffta territory had received the "Holy Edict" from the Rose Cross Pope for the second time. Among the feudal lords present, many of them clearly remembered that the first Holy Edict belonged to … the "dead" Captain Roddy!
That scroll had given Rody the backing of the 'Rose Cross'. That was also the reason why he was able to enter the eyes of the feudal lords as a 'non-noble'. That was also the reason why they were so afraid of him as a 'hidden danger'.
Now that the hidden danger of Roddy had disappeared, the appearance of the "Holy Edict" still made them nervous. Mursa and the others glanced at Angmar, but they found that they could not see any emotion from the old Duke's face.
Bishop Noir was 59 years old this year. It was an age where it was difficult for him to "advance further". He was wearing a bishop's robe. His face was still tired, but his spirit was still hale and hearty. He came in front of Duke and simply greeted him. Without any nonsense, he opened the "Holy Edict" and read out its contents.
"… Due to the importance of the Eiffta territory and the outstanding contribution of the Lucifron Family in the war against the undead, the Church has decided to support five thousand Templars, one thousand Templars and equipment in half a year. They will cooperate with the Lucifron Family to defend the border and prevent any possible crisis."
"… As the supporters of the Church for many years, the Lucifron Family will receive no less than six supplies in the next three years."
With just a few short sentences, the feudal lords collectively felt as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer. They were completely stunned.
"Rose Cross" providing supplies, troops and equipment. What kind of concept was this?
To put it simply, the core armed forces of the Lucifron Family were only Titus and Wellington's troops of less than three hundred people. Therefore, the feudal lords could rely on the advantage of the number of private soldiers to have more confidence. However, the additional six thousand armed forces of the Church directly broke this situation, allowing Angmar to have no worries in terms of "military strength"!
Not to mention the subsequent "material assistance". In other words, this was completely illogical!
With this, the feudal lords' original "economic control" strategy was equivalent to completely nullified. Because from now on, Angmar would not be lacking in money at all!
But the "Holy Edict" did not end there. Bishop Noir's voice continued to read:
"… At the same time, in recognition of Roddy's outstanding contribution in the war against the undead, we hereby gift him the" Ring of Pardon "…"
Compared to the previous two pieces of news, the following announcement surprised the feudal lords even more. Was the Church crazy? Giving something to a dead person? Could it be that this was just a symbolic reward like the "Medal of Honor"?
But the "Ring of Pardon" was not something to be trifled with! The nobles who had a slight understanding of the "Rose Cross" knew that there were a total of twelve of these rings. They were made by "Moloch", the only person in the Church who had the right to wear the golden-red robe other than the Pope. Since twelve years ago, only one ring was made every year, specifically to reward members who had outstanding contributions to the Church.
The nobles in the hall discussed the meaning behind this news in whispers. Quentin, who could not find Roddy, was currently not far away. When he heard the news about "Roddy", he glanced at Basta provocatively. The latter did not know that his father was currently in a difficult situation. He snorted coldly at Quentin and said, "What's the use of giving a dead person a reward? It can only bring some psychological comfort to you. "
Quentin wanted to say something, but when he recalled what Roddy had said just now, he suddenly felt that there was no point in arguing. He simply ignored the fat man, crossed his arms, and continued to listen to Bishop Noir reading the holy edict.
But for the other nobles, this "holy edict" meant that their plan was almost completely ruined. Apart from using force, it was difficult for them to check and balance Angmar in any other way.
In other words, after Angmar received all kinds of support, a Duke with a large army and sufficient funds … could easily deal with the disloyal nobles in Eftara.
If there was any way to solve this, it would be to use force directly during the "vacuum period" when all the support had not arrived.
The few feudal lords exchanged glances, but they did not reach an agreement. But before they could negotiate in a low voice, Noir, who had finished reading the holy edict, took out another letter and a dagger.
"… Governor Rubens will be promoted to a cardinal next year. In order to thank Captain Roddy for his help in Eftara, he specially gave you this magic dagger."
Bishop Noir's words made almost everyone present frown …
"The Church has money but can't spend it? Why did they give these things to a dead man? "
Viscount Mursa could not help but curse in a low voice. The Dukes Of Angmar looked up at him, but did not say anything. His face had an indecipherable smile …
"What's so funny about him? It's impossible for that Roddy to come back to life! "
Viscount Mursa, who was depressed, turned to ask Gruul next to him. But before he could get a response, a slightly unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded behind him.
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