The banquet hall of the Butterfly Castle fell silent for a while.
Everyone was still digesting the shocking news that Madam Grace had just told them.
After a long while, a series of questions came out from everyone's mouth.
"Are you saying that the entire Eagle City has been turned into ashes?"
"What about the residents of the city? Are they also … "
"Is this the price of the forbidden spell that you mentioned just now?"
"Is the Oman family crazy? In order to support the St. Theon family, they actually burned their own nest to the ground? "
…
Madam Grace pressed her hands down and comforted them.
"Everyone, this news was sent back by a merchant that has a good relationship with the Morrison family. I have already sent people to Eagle City to check it out. I am afraid that we will have to wait for some time to find out what happened there."
Only then did everyone stop asking questions. However, they couldn't help but let their imaginations run wild. They whispered to each other and discussed animatedly.
Colin also temporarily put away the surprised expression on his face and asked Vera, "Can the price of a forbidden spell really be transferred to the civilians of a city?"
"I … I am not sure." Vera frowned. "At least, from what I know, the price of a forbidden spell can only be borne by the caster."
Scholar Dwayne said in a deep voice, "But the one that killed the Duke Of St. Hilde that day was a brand new forbidden spell. Therefore, it is very likely that Mr. Dwayne has developed a way to transfer the side effects of a forbidden spell."
"It is possible." Vera's expression became very serious.
Everyone fell into silence.
They had also come to their senses. If this was true, then the status of mages and the relationship between Yeville and the Empire of Light would most likely undergo an earth-shattering change.
"This is an inhumane evil spell! His Majesty will never allow such evil spells to appear in the Empire of Light! "Earl Morrison's voice was a little sharp.
Obviously, this forbidden spell was a great threat to every knight of the empire.
It could kill a Paladin, and of course, it could also kill any knight.
And the price for it seemed to be sacrificing some civilians.
In the past, the nobles of the Empire were not too worried about the Forbidden Spells of the Mages. Although the power of the Forbidden Spells was terrifying, it was still a means of exchanging lives for lives. As long as the Mages were not forced into a corner, they would not fight to the death.
However, if Mr. Feng was able to exchange the lives of the civilians for the lives of the Paladins without sacrificing his own life, even if it was at the cost of a city and the lives of hundreds of thousands of civilians, it would still be a terrifying thing for the nobles of the empire.
Such a forbidden spell was like the Sword of Damocles, hanging high above the heads of every Imperial Knight.
Colin and Scholar Dwayne looked at each other and sighed in unison.
According to their previous analysis, the release of this forbidden spell in Fallen Eagle City was most likely approved by Emperor Reinhardt.
The Emperor wanted to use this opportunity to restrain his uncle, the Holy Knight Prince Lacy.
As for whether or not the Emperor's actions would bring trouble to himself, or even cause an even greater disaster, he could only wait and see how the situation developed.
Madam Grace patted Count Morrison's arm, indicating that he did not need to be too alarmed.
"After we investigate the situation in Fallen Eagle City, I will send a letter to Imperial Dragon City and inform His Majesty. I believe His Majesty will not allow such an evil Wizard to continue wreaking havoc within the empire's borders. "
She then looked at Colin and asked, "Viscount Angley, are you going to escort the Duke's body back to Frostwinter?"
Colin nodded and said, "Yes. Also, I am going to the Golden Lion Legion's encampment to persuade them to retreat to Frostwinter and temporarily avoid the rebel army. "
Madam Grace immediately frowned and asked, "Viscount Angley, is it your idea to have the Golden Lion Legion retreat to Frostwinter?"
Before Colin could reply, Scholar Dwayne spoke first, "Madam Grace, this is the Duke's last wish."
"Oh? Is that so? "Madam Grace looked at the former confidant of the Duke with a playful gaze.
"Yes." Scholar Dwayne's expression did not change as he continued to explain, "The moment the Duke received news that the Menham Family had sent troops to the Northern Frontier, he had already ordered the Golden Lion Legion to retreat. However, before he could send out the order, the Duke … met with misfortune."
Madam Grace did not seem to believe this explanation, but she could not refute it.
After all, the Duke Of St. Hilde had spent the last part of his life in Icestone City. Apart from Scholar Dwayne and Angele and his wife, no one could say that they knew what the Duke was thinking in his last moments.
Colin saw that Count Morrison still wanted to say something, so he spoke first, "Lord Count, I have long heard that the Morrison Family's Phoenix Butterfly Legion's combat prowess is outstanding. Now that the Northern Frontier is in danger, is it time to send troops to quell the rebellion?"
Hearing Colin praise his family's combat prowess as "outstanding", Count Morrison blushed a little.
The Phoenix Butterfly Legion was not considered a strong army on the Northern Frontier. Furthermore, Charles's defeat at the frontlines last year had caused the death of the Phoenix Butterfly Legion's elites.
However, in front of Colin and Vera, Count Morrison could not directly refuse. He could only put on a sad expression and sigh.
"Lord Viscounts, of course the Morrison Family is willing to send troops to help the House of Saint Hilde clear out the rebels. However, the famine this time caught us by surprise. Without enough food, I do not dare to send out the army easily."
Actually, Count Morrison was not deliberately looking for an excuse. This time, the famine in the Northern Frontier came very suddenly. Coupled with the fact that the House of St. Theon had secretly stockpiled food in advance with the help of the Tulip Merchant Guild and raised the price of food, it caused most of the lords in the Northern Frontier to be in a state of shortage of food.
Other than the rebels who were already prepared, the only one who didn't have to worry about food was Colin who had plundered the half-elf kingdom.
At the beginning of the year, Count Morrison had personally gone to Icestone City to purchase food from Colin.
At this time, Count Morrison was once again using the lack of food as an excuse in hopes of getting more food from Colin.
Madam Grace also nodded in agreement. "Viscount Angley, the Morrison Family's food reserves are indeed very tight. However, our determination to support the House of Saint Hilde has never wavered.
How about this, I can promise you that if the Angele family can solve the food problem of the Phoenix Butterfly Legion, then this legion will definitely appear on the frontlines against the rebels! "
Hearing such a promise, Vera's eyes suddenly lit up. She excitedly held Madam Grace's hand and expressed her gratitude.
However, Colin did not immediately agree.
Who knew how big the food shortage of the Morrison Family was? He did not want Angele's territory to fall into a state of food shortage just to help them.
Moreover, after Scholar Dwayne's analysis, Colin had already determined the most suitable strategic choice for the current situation — defense!
Dragging the war into a stalemate, splitting up the vassal forces of the Saint Theon Family, and even finding a way to push Vera to the position of Dukes Of The North first. This was the best choice.
He did not want to take the initiative to fight to the death with the rebels.
"The Morrison Family is indeed loyal to the Northern Frontier!" Colin laughed as he flattered the other party. He then said carelessly, "How about this, Lord Count? You can first calculate the food needs of the Phoenix Butterfly Legion, then send someone to Icestone City to discuss with my butler Eamon."
"Thank you so much!" Count Morrison excitedly held Colin's hands. "The Angele family's help, the Morrison Family will always remember it!"
Madam Grace seemed to have seen through Colin's perfunctory attitude, so she did not say anything more. Instead, she held Vera's hand and chatted about daily life.
This old madam did not seem to be keen on taking the initiative to send out troops to fight the rebels.
Colin did not mind. He raised his wine glass and began to entertain the gentlemen and noblewomen who came to chat.
However, his mind was still paying attention to the faintly discernible smell of blood, trying to figure out its source.
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