Chapter 118: The Marquise’s Choice

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Even in the study, Marchioness Amanda was accompanied by guards.

"Marquis Nie Lan, if you had succeeded in taking the throne back then, you wouldn't be in this situation today."

Fabien smiled awkwardly and said, "The winner is the king or the loser. I am no longer a marquis."

"Tell me the reason why even if your plan fails, you won't have to bear the punishment of the royal family of Linn."

“First of all, Marquis Amanda will definitely be executed, please recognize the reality.

He said the wrong thing at the wrong time, in the wrong place, to the wrong person. "

There was a flash of sadness in the Marquise's eyes, but she still said calmly: "I still recognize this reality."

"Okay, as long as you don't think about how to please Lin En XI, then you, the Marquis's children, and Huaiye City will be saved."

"I have no intention of doing this. The mistakes made by the Marquis cannot be made up for by accommodating the king. The crusade army will fight and move, and sooner or later it will reach Huaiye City.

At that time, the Marquis's mistake will become the reason for Wang Shi to massacre the city. "

"Yes, regardless of whether you provided him with the supplies and soldiers he wanted, Huaiye City was definitely slaughtered.

So my suggestion is to hand over control of Huaiye City to us. "

"Leave it to you? Farbuyin, you are going to cause trouble again, right?"

Farbuin did not answer the Marquise's question, but went on to explain his plan.

"We will lead the troops of Huaiye City and the Marquis of Gilly to fight and resist the attack of the King's Division until the Premus Crusaders heading north arrive in the surrounding areas."

The Marquise narrowed her eyes and asked, "What then?"

"The purpose of the King's Division has always been to expel the Primus Cult. The Crusaders are his primary enemy. They will move their positions and remain in a stalemate with the Crusaders until the war begins.

When they start a war, the time will come for us to take action, and then three situations will arise.

Either the Crusaders have the upper hand, then we will cut the Crusaders' supply lines; or the King's Division has the upper hand, then we will cut the King's Division's supply lines.

If the two sides are equally matched, then they can harass the supply lines of both sides, but do not cut them off to increase their war costs.

In short, when the two of them are weak enough, we can take action. "

The Marquise couldn't bear to listen. In her opinion, this was a huge gamble.

"I'm not going to ask about the victory. What if we lose, or you and your Marquis Geely can't stop the King's siege?"

"What does this have to do with you? You are just a mother who has been blackmailed."

"The king will not believe such nonsense."

"Yes, normally he would not believe such nonsense, but by then the war was about to begin and he had no time to care.

After the city was destroyed, he couldn't find your whereabouts and issued a useless wanted warrant? Doing so would serve no purpose other than lowering his prestige.

It is better to show mercy and show the king's tolerance to inspire the king's master to face the next battle.

If you resist in person, you will cut off his reason for mercy and force him to send troops to find you and your children.

If you don't resist, then there is no need for him to show mercy, and the massacre of the city will become a matter of course.

After all, the next Marquis will have to rebuild his castle and manage his territory. Our Kingdom of Valance has such a bad habit of massacre, and there is no way around it. "

The silence lasted for a long time. During this time, Farbuin closed his eyes and waited quietly.

He pinned everything on the Marquise's wisdom. She hoped that the Marquise could see the entire situation clearly and make an accurate judgment.

Resistance is the only way to survive.

"Why can't I send you and your plan to the royal city and in front of His Majesty the King?"

After hearing the Marquise's answer, Farboy slowly opened his eyes.

"What do you want from Lynn XI?"

"A promise and royal understanding."

Fabien laughed, shaking his head as he did so.

"He can plunder you, ravage you, and kill you at will. You obviously know that, but you still feel that he will not lie to you...

If that's what you expect, go for it. "

Fabouin spread his hands and waited for the guards beside the Marquise to take action, but the two guards were as motionless as stone statues.

The Marchioness laughed, and her giggle did not sound like her husband was in trouble at all, but more like a girl flirting with a young man under the shade of a field tree.

"I'm an orphan and a widower. I can't think clearly when it comes to such a big thing. Just think of what I just said as nonsense."

The Marquise changed the topic and revealed what she had just said sharply, as if she had never said those words before.

"It's the hard work of two generations of our Amanda family, and now I have to give it to you for free. I really can't let it go."

Fabien nodded with a fair look on his face.

"That's easy to say. Madam, you just ask for the price. I will also prepare the supplies for war preparation. You don't have to worry about this. During this period, you can continue to stay in the castle as your marquise, guard, maid, etc. All treatments will be the same as before. "

Farbuin's words surprised the Marquise, and Farbuin could tell that she was really shocked.

"Fabuin, weren't you deprived of your fief? Where did you get the money?"

Fabouin looked at the two guards beside the lady. The Marquise immediately waved, and the two guards turned and left the study.

"This money comes from my king, the legitimate royal heir maintained by Chel."

The Marquise opened her eyes wide and covered her open mouth in disbelief.

"They're still there?!"

"Yes, of course."

"Isn't it said that they left the continent of Valance?"

Farbuin didn't speak, just smiled.

After a long time, the Marquise's shock slowly faded away. She stared at Fabouin and slowly shook her head.

"Fabuin, do you really want this throne? It's not easy to sit on!"

Farbuin sighed, a long sigh that sounded like a lament for his past pursuit.

"I no longer want to sit on it. This time, I want to stand next to the throne."

Crescent, in Vivian's cabin.

Vivian's condition has improved. Although she is still very weak, she can at least speak and eat.

But the situation in Mersin is dire.

For two days, she was tortured by fear and retched at every turn, even though nothing could be vomited out.

She couldn't eat or drink, and she vomited even the smallest amount of food she had. She was extremely weak.

Sailu scratched her scalp and didn't know what was wrong with her. She didn't dare to drink the purple poison in her hand.

Schliemann stood aside and finally understood what happened to Mersin.

She was frightened, it was a psychological effect. In fact, she didn't eat the smoked venison that fell on the ground and had insect eggs stuck to it.

Schliemann called Selu out and whispered: "You tinker with something scary. The louder the better, let Mersin see it. Then you give her a bowl of tea and say it is a special medicine. After drinking it, she will get sick." It’s all gone, and there will be no vomiting or diarrhea like Vivian.”

Selu frowned and whispered: "Is this possible?"