[This chapter is for "Hua Xia's Little Fire". Congratulations to him for accumulating rewards and becoming a branch master. Clap clap clap (someone else is applauding) ~ ~]
Even if it was only the disbanding of the armies of viscounts and barons, it was still a disastrous shock to the nobles of the entire empire. The nobles of the empire were like an ancient towering tree, their roots intertwined, and their relationships were incomparably complicated. Perhaps the family of an empire's baron or viscount was not worth mentioning in the empire. However, above these families, there might be an earl or even a marquis. The upper families gave protection to the barons and viscounts. In contrast, the lower Sir served the upper families, thus forming the oldest relationship between the nobles of the empire.
On the surface, the disbanding of the barons and viscounts did not seem to have much effect, but it was a disastrous storm for those invisible interests. It caused differences in interests that were originally consistent. In the short term, the families of the Earls and Marquises did not seem to be affected much, but if time stretched to a hundred years or even longer, the losses suffered by these families would accumulate to a considerable figure under the ruler of time.
Therefore, when the decree was issued, the ones who reacted the loudest were not the barons and viscounts. After all, they were too far away from the political core of the empire, so far that Tangerio could not hear their voices at all. The loudest objections were from the Earls everywhere. As for the Marquises, although they remained silent, they used their own methods to support those who opposed. Only a few Marquises openly supported Tangerio's decision, including Hoey, the Iron Spear of the South.
However, there were only a few supporters, and most of them were opponents. Therefore, in the past few days, the imperial capital had been filled with parades and slogans hoping that Tangerio would change his decree. All of this was within the Emperor's expectations, so not long after, new news came out of Twilight Castle. Tangerio would hold a hearing in the imperial palace in five days to listen to the opinions of the opponents. Not to mention whether the Emperor would eventually change the decree because of the pressure, at least this action had eased the emotions of the opponents. However, anyone could tell that this storm was far from over.
In the next few days, the Earl or Marquis of Orisga arrived one after another to participate in the hearing. In the past ten years, this was the first time so many great lords had poured into the imperial capital. Among the many lords who had arrived in the imperial capital, Marquis Pierre was definitely the most dissatisfied one. However, Marquis Pierre's dissatisfaction did not all come from the reduction of the army. Most of it was an order signed by Tangerio himself and sent to Flame City.
The order required Marquis Pierre to cancel all actions against Dragon Spear Town from now on. If he were to force the residents of the town to migrate again, he would be punished by Tangerio's origin. This was a bolt from the blue for Marquis Pierre. He had never expected that Tangerio would issue this order for those Gao Cang. Later on, after asking around, he found out that Alan had taken the opportunity to be alone with the Great Emperor to make a request on behalf of Dragon Spear Town.
Because of this, Pierre hated Allen to the bone.
In a hotel in the imperial capital, Marquis Pierre had just met with two Earls. After discussing how they would behave during the hearing, the Earls were escorted away by a servant. The Fat Marquis took a sip of tea, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it tasted bad. If it weren't for Allen, Dragon Spear Town would have been surrounded by his army, and everything would have gone according to his plan. The residents of the town would have been forced to leave.
But Pierre didn't give them new land, so these residents would become homeless and pitiful. At this time, Pierre would make some wonderful suggestions, such as letting these pitiful people move to his Flame City, and they would be given some land at the edge of the city. Not much, just enough for them to squeeze together, but at least they would have a home to live in. In return, the blacksmiths of Dragon Spear Town would have to serve him unconditionally. This was Pierre's true goal.
He had long since taken a fancy to the Gao Cang's spear forging skills. These stubborn fellows could forge excellent spears, and if they worked properly, they could sell them for three or even five times the price. By driving the Highblue blacksmiths into his own city, Peel would be able to enjoy free labor, and he would be able to reap huge profits. It was a pity that Allen's appearance had caused his plan to fail. Marquis Pierre felt quite unlucky. Before this, he had discovered a vein of Icy Soul Crystals in the Coldspine Mountain Range, and his engineer had confidently said that it was just a side vein. If he followed the clues, he might be able to find the main vein that was rich in resources.
But as soon as Marquis Pierre had built a secret mine, he had been attacked by the Shadow Fiend. The Coldspine Mountain Range wasn't within Pierre's territory, so he couldn't possibly mobilize his army to deal with the Shadow Fiend. Otherwise, he would be telling everyone that this mountain, which had been publicly known to be barren of resources since ancient times, was actually hiding a treasure. Pierre didn't want to share the spoils with others, so he could only put this matter on hold and make his move on Dragon Spear Town instead.
This connection plan had failed, and Flame City had been attacked by a group of unknown lifeforms not long ago. Pierre was in terrible shape. Now, with the Empire's order to reduce the army, this fat marquis had lost a great deal of weight.
"There will always be a way," Pierre muttered. "Isn't there still that lord......"
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Pierre said unhappily, "Who is it? Can't you see that I'm feeling vexed? "
"What a bad temper, my dear Lord Pierre. What has made you so vexed?" A teasing voice rang out from outside the door. The person didn't care whether Pierre agreed or not, pushing the door open and walking in.
Seeing that familiar black hair, Pierre's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out involuntarily, "My lord, why have you come? I didn't receive any news at all. "
"I'm here to give His Majesty a surprise. If even you know, then what kind of surprise is there to speak of?" The dignified man smiled faintly.
Pierre's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
Soon, the day of the hearing arrived. On this day, Allen put on his Count's coat and followed Julian to the Mountain of Dawn early in the morning. Edward accompanied him. He would listen with Allen as a baron, and he would present Tangerio's consent to the reduction of the army at the venue. This was Julian's arrangement, and Edward had no objections. Originally, Lola had wanted to go with Allen as his guard, but the Sir was not allowed to bring guards into the hearing, so Lola could only give up on this idea.
Early in the morning, there was a long line of carriages in front of the Palace of Dawn. Even Prince Julian didn't have any special treatment. He could only follow behind the other carriages and accept the inspection of the palace guards. By the time they entered the palace, the sun was already high in the sky, and they had wasted quite a bit of time. The venue was arranged at the Palace of Triumph. This was the third time Allen had come to this palace, but each time he came for a different purpose.
Today, the entrance to the Palace of Triumph was guarded by Tangerio's personal guard, the King's Sword. The brightly armored guards strictly inspected every person who entered to ensure that they didn't bring weapons or guards in.
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