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"This b * stard of a daughter!" Duke Carr of the Northern Region grabbed the teacup on the table and was about to smash it on the ground, but he stopped halfway. The cup was made of high-quality crystal glass and was worth two or three Golden Dragon Stones. He was reluctant to part with it.
After thinking for a long time, he slowly retracted his hand and put the cup back in its original position.
This feeling of loss and gain made him even more depressed.
The letter from Edith was spread out on the table. He never thought that His Majesty would take back all the nobles' enfeoffment rights. What was even more unexpected was that his daughter, who always took advantage of him, would agree to His Majesty's conditions and even advise him to recognize the situation and not to resist stubbornly.
Look at her words, he was treated as if he were a criminal!
The duke thought angrily, "Is my daughter siding with an outsider?"
"Sir, what happened?" The guard outside the door probably heard the noise and poked his head in to ask.
"Go away, don't bother me!"
Calvin could not bear to vent his anger on the cup, so he immediately vented his anger on the guard. The door was quickly closed, and he panted for a long time before he shifted his gaze back to the letter.
If he followed His Majesty, he would no longer be the master of the Northern Region, at least not as strong as he was now. He had just gotten rid of the Howes and Lista Families and could finally enjoy the feeling of being in control of the whole region. He didn't expect to be back to square one so soon. No, it should be even more backward than square one.
What if I don't follow His Majesty?
The letter is very clear.
Then Cole and I are finished. He will be imprisoned in prison forever, just like the heir of the Duke Ryan. And my fate will only be worse. How do you think the former Prince Roland will treat a duke's daughter who can't resist? I can think of no less than a hundred ways to humiliate a man. When he gets tired of me, I will be thrown into the dungeon or the military camp, and your Pearl of the Northern Region will be covered in dust.
But don't worry about me, because you won't be any better, father. His army will soon reach the city, and I bet that your vassals and Knight won't be able to hold out for half a day. When that time comes, you won't even be able to be a commoner, let alone a duke. How about it, would you make such a choice?
Calvin could even imagine the sneer on Edith's face when she wrote this letter. Her tone was so familiar. Every time she talked about her failure, she would describe her fate in an extremely calm tone, as if she had been waiting for this day. As long as his daughter opened her mouth to lead in this direction, it would be very difficult for him to resist. It was clearly a threat, but Carr couldn't bring himself to rebuke her.
After all, Edith Kant was his daughter and the only child he had with his first wife.
Although her tone was rather exaggerated, it was indeed undeniable that there was such a possibility.
He had also heard of the Fourth Prince's reputation.
Thinking of this, the Duke gradually calmed down.
But then again, were those black steel machines really as magical as she said?
Out of the three sheets of paper, his daughter used a whole page to describe what she had seen and heard in Border Town, no, Neverwinter.
It was twice as much as His Majesty.
She claimed that they had unimaginable power and could easily achieve things that ordinary people couldn't. As long as the Northern Region surrendered to the new king, they could introduce these Giant Black Iron Beasts that could bring earth-shaking changes to the territory.
It could be seen that Edith attached great importance to these things.
Finally, she also suggested that he send a formal oath to His Majesty to show his submission to the Northern Region. At the same time, he should send some literate servants to learn the regulations and administrative methods of City hall, so that they would not be ignorant of the new system.
In addition, I hope that you can clearly instruct Cole to stay in Neverwinter, instead of letting him come back because it won't do him any good. If possible, when Lance came of age, he would also be sent over. In the case that the title can't be inherited, only those who adapt to His Majesty's new policy can continue the Kant family.
Your daughter, Edith.
Calvin let out a long sigh, put the letter away, and spread out a new piece of white paper.
Since Edith had made her decision, he had to trust her and write a letter to His Majesty, pledging his loyalty to the new king's city.
But as a duke, he had to make the last effort in his own way. If he could tie the interests of the two families tightly together, Carr would undoubtedly feel more at ease.
For example... making his daughter the queen.
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In the Border Area of Neverwinter, beside the Redwater River.
The sun was setting between the mountains, and the afterglow of the mountains dyed the river a brilliant gold.
Smoke rose from the front of the shack, and the faint aroma of porridge made Snaketooth salivate.
As he got closer, he even smelled a trace of meat.
"I'm here!" Tigerclaw saw him as soon as he entered the camp. "Come here!"
Snaketooth walked quickly to him. "Why, there's meat today?"
"Yes, you came back too late and missed the notice. This is a reward from His Majesty."
Snaketooth rubbed his sore shoulders. "What reward? Your residential area is still far from completion, isn't it? "
"It's the completion of Kingdom Main Street!" Someone came over and said, "The Border Area and the Longsong Area are finally connected. I heard that it only takes one day to get there on horseback. It used to take three days to get there."
"I see." Snaketooth nodded. Every time a big project was completed, they could have a bowl of meat porridge. Just like what was advertised on the square, the construction team had not missed a single serving of food since they came to the Border Area two months ago, nor had they deducted any salary. Now he had accumulated 14 Silver Royals, and by the end of this month, he could have seven more.
If he could gather a gold royal, he would be able to get a house in the City Hall and become an official resident of Neverwinter. He would no longer be a nameless Rat.
But if he wanted to buy that house, he had to work for at least 20 years.
Of course, Snaketooth was confident that he could find a better job... such as a furnace worker or a bricklayer.
Everything seemed to be changing for the better.
His only regret was that he still hadn't seen Paper.
"When you get the meat porridge, remember to eat quickly," Tigerclaw whispered in his ear. "Otherwise, you won't get a good seat."
"What... seat?" Snaketooth was confused.
"In order to celebrate the completion of Kingdom Main Street, there's a new play in the square tonight. I heard it's called 'The City of Love'. The Star of the Western Region will also appear. My God... I can't wait!"
"You go find someone else," he said disinterestedly. "I feel a little tired and don't want to move today."
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