"Let me go! Let me go quickly! What are you going to do? I am Bold's envoy! I am Bold's envoy! Do you want to make enemies of the Duke's family?!"
Outside the Earl's Mansion, the envoy from the Tulip Earldom was tied up by Wu Hua Da, looking frightened and struggling.
Behind him, a tall sailor in black was holding the back of his clothes, grinning ferociously as he lifted him up like a chicken.
Next to the sailor, stood an old man wearing a black noble robe. His back was bent, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked drowsy.
Behind the old man, seven or eight black-armored swordsmen who looked untouchable were lined up on both sides, waiting with swords.
Their faces were expressionless, and they exuded a faint extraordinary aura, as if they were not to be approached by strangers.
On both sides of the street, many citizens and nobles had gathered to watch the excitement.
Some sharp-eyed people have recognized their identities through the iconic black lion family emblem on the black swordsmen:
"They are from the Romain-Fol family!"
"They are here? And they are still making trouble at the gate of the Earl's Mansion? The one who was arrested is Bold's envoy, right? What are they going to do? Do they want to rebel?"
"I heard that only members of their family did not attend the meeting of nobles a few days ago, and now they have kidnapped Bold's envoy. Are they crazy?"
"Isn't it true that they have rebellious intentions as rumored?!"
The crowd of onlookers talked a lot.
When they saw people from the Roman-For family arresting Bold's envoy, some of the nobles who came after hearing the news had changed their expressions:
"Viscount Romain Foul?! What are you doing? Why don't you release Bold's envoy quickly!"
"This is the Earl's Mansion. Are you arresting the principal's envoy to embarrass the Earl?"
The nobles angrily rebuked the old nobles surrounded by swordsmen in black.
However, the old noble still closed his eyes lightly and didn't even look at them. It seemed that he didn't take them to heart at all.
Only those black-clothed swordsmen swept over coldly, and the faint extraordinary aura on their bodies erupted in vain. The strong pressure made the rebuking nobles change their expressions:
"Enter... the advanced one!"
Their momentum quickly weakened, and they all took a step back, looking at the black-clothed swordsmen with only fear in their eyes.
When Charlotte, who was full of curiosity, came to the outside of the Earl's Palace in person, she saw this scene.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at the Boulder envoy who was tied up by the extraordinary sailor of the Romain-Fol family with a strange look, and then smiled slightly:
"His Excellency Viscount Romain-Fol, as soon as you arrived in Beigang, you started such a scene at the Earl's Mansion. Do you need to give me an explanation?"
Hearing Charlotte's voice, the old nobleman who had been closing his eyes lightly opened his cloudy eyes.
With the support of his attendants, he bowed tremblingly towards Charlotte, and then said respectfully:
"Alfo Roman-Fol...has met the Earl."
"My lord, this person has bad intentions and wants to deceive you with false news, so I will arrest him."
After listening to the old viscount's words, the tied messenger immediately shouted:
"No! I didn't! Lord Earl! I'm here to provide assistance on behalf of Bold!"
"Okay, let's put him down and come in if you need anything."
Looking at the shouting messenger, an undetectable red light flashed deep in Charlotte's vagina.
She glanced at the growing crowd around her and said.
"As commanded."
Old Viscount Romain-Freux bowed slightly and signaled the sailor to put the envoy down.
Then, he led the swordsmen of the Romain-For family, escorted the envoy who was still tied, and followed Charlotte into the Earl's Mansion.
Returning to the meeting hall, Charlotte sat back on the lord's seat.
She didn't even look at the messenger who was tied up by the Romain-Fol family. She took the black tea with milk from Sebastian and sipped it gracefully while crossing her legs leisurely and asked. :
"Tell me, Your Majesty the Viscount, why did you tie up Bold's envoy at the door of my Earl's Mansion as soon as you arrived? And...why didn't you attend the meeting of nobles in the Earl's Mansion some time ago?"
Facing Charlotte's probing gaze, Viscount Romain Faure remained calm.
He bowed his head slightly and said:
"Your Majesty, in Castells, the Romain-For family is loyal to only one person, and that is you."
"No one in Castel will bow to Romain Foul except you."
Hearing what the old Viscount seemed to mean, Charlotte couldn't help but look at him one more time.
The old Viscount looked at her intently, his cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with some inexplicable emotion.
Charlotte wanted to see clearly what kind of emotional look that was, but the old Viscount sighed first, lowered his head again and sighed:
"In any case, it's the best that you are safe and sound."
"So... now that you have confirmed that I am safe and sound, can you answer my other question now?"
Charlotte asked.
Viscount Romain-Fol nodded slightly:
"Of course, my lord."
As he spoke, he took out a parchment roll from his arms and held it up with both hands:
"My Lord Earl, please take a look at this transcript first. We in Castel may be in big trouble next..."
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record?
Charlotte raised her eyebrows, motioned to Sebastian to bring the parchment over, and then browsed it curiously.
As she watched, her expression gradually became serious:
"Your Excellency, Viscount Romain-Fol, where did this record... come from?"
"Your Excellency, the Earl, was forced to ask this question from a black marketeer from the Violet Principality. This person is a direct descendant of the current ruling family of the Violet Principality - the Boit-Lint family. Everything in the transcript... is true. "
Viscount Romain-Fol said respectfully.
"Boat-Lint? A branch of the Boat family? I remember, isn't the Boat family a feud with the Bold family? How could they get involved?"
Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly.
Viscount Romain-Fol nodded:
"Yes, the Boat family is indeed the feud of the Bold family. The Boat family's fiefdom, the Boat duchy, has had hundreds of years of territorial disputes with the Bold duchy..."
"However, the Boit-Lint family that rules the Violet Principality is different. Although the Boit-Lint family is a branch of the Boit family, they also have another identity."
As he said this, Viscount Romain-Four looked solemn and said:
"They are the third prince Philip's... mother clan."
"The third prince's mother clan..."
Hearing this, Charlotte's expression became a little ugly.
"Master...what happened?"
Looking at the confused conversation between Charlotte and Viscount Romain Faure, Sebastian's face was full of curiosity.
Charlotte glanced at him and handed over the parchment roll in her hand:
"Here, see for yourself."
Sebastian took it curiously and started browsing it as well. Soon, his expression also changed slightly:
"What? The third prince plans to join forces with the Violet Principality to carve up the Earldom of Castel?!"
