When Victor finished speaking, the nobles in the room felt as if a storm was rising in their hearts.
Their eyes widened, their bodies froze in place, their faces full of shock.
What? The monster riot in the south is actually related to Libot?
This, how is this possible?
It had only been half a month since Libot returned to the royal capital. How could the incident in the southern rift have anything to do with him?
But there is nothing wrong with what Victor said,
The south is also the area under the jurisdiction of the Reiser family.
But now, a major omission has appeared.
The Reiser family's poor governance led to the need for help from the Cravenna family, which was indeed a big problem.
Moreover, although this banquet was ostensibly held in the name of the eldest prince, the actual sponsor was Lipoot.
How could it all be such a coincidence?
Just after the banquet in the royal capital was held, the southern front line was lost?
At first, these nobles did not have such suspicion in their hearts, but Victor's words made the whole thing seem more and more strange.
It's just that they instinctively don't want to believe it.
The eyes of the nobles were focused on Lipoot, their eyes shining with the desire to pursue the truth.
Countless pairs of eyes were waiting, waiting for the head of the Reiser family to give a satisfactory answer.
At this time, Lipoot looked around and scanned the eyes of the nobles one by one.
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes slightly, and showed a helpless smile as if he was frustrated.
Lipoot raised his head again, and his flowing golden eyes met Victor's deep eyes again:
"Yes, I did it."
hiss!
As soon as these words came out, countless nobles took a breath of cold air.
Shock and confusion instantly enveloped their hearts.
The nobles retreated around the banquet hall, staying a few meters away from Lipoot.
Their eyes widened one by one, and their pupils couldn't stop trembling.
how so?
How could Lipoot do such a thing?
Although what they heard from Victor just now made them doubtful.
However, everyone present instinctively did not want to believe it.
After all, this matter is of great importance and involves almost the safety of the entire southern part of the empire.
If the monsters break through the battle lines, the southern part of the empire will face unimaginable disaster.
The southern part of the empire was vast and populated.
Facing the fierce tide of beasts, these residents are no more than lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
In less than a night, the entire southern part of the empire may be devastated and turned into a hell on earth.
Moreover, the headquarters of the Reiser family is also in the south of the empire.
Lipoot did this because he wanted to demolish his own home too!
At this moment, they even forgot to ask Lipoot the reason for doing this.
The nobles hunched their bodies and leaned against the wall. Their hearts were filled with endless doubts and deep confusion, and they could not extricate themselves for a long time.
The eldest prince heard it most truly.
He was trembling, leaning against the wall and trying to stand still, with a look of shock on his face.
Looking at the calm Lipoot in front of him.
Albany's eyes were filled with countless doubts and astonishment.
"uncle……"
"Tell me it's not true."
Lipoot slowly turned his head, and there was still a slow flow of golden sand in his mysterious eyes.
Noble light spread all over his body, and his eyes fell gently on the eldest prince:
"Son, as much as I want to tell you no, I'm sorry."
He smiled and continued:
"I've never been a liar."
After hearing this, the eldest prince felt dizzy, his legs trembled, and he leaned back.
Finally, he leaned heavily against the wall of the banquet hall.
The nobles finally realized the seriousness of the fact. They were extremely angry and asked Lipoot loudly:
"Lipot! How dare you!"
"That's the southern part of the empire. Do you know how many residents there are!?"
"You are simply a madman! A complete madman! Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"
But this may not affect Lipoot.
Kokot, who was sitting on a chair in the distance, yawned, held up his face, and watched the farce in boredom:
"Humanity's internal strife."
"This man is really a beast."
As a former congressman, Kokot has a very high moral standard after all.
Right now, even she, the elf, couldn't stand what the other party was doing.
Liya sat aside and observed all this calmly.
To be honest, she never thought that the head of the Reiser family would admit everything so lightly.
It was obvious that the matter was so serious, but he looked like he was playing a big joke on everyone.
Her eyes wandered across the banquet hall, passing through the nobles who were so angry that they were spitting and cursing, as well as the eldest prince, whose eyes were blank and his body was limp.
Indeed, they were so angry that they all hoped that this was just a joke.
However……
When Gwen's eyes were fixed on Lipoot, a chill suddenly appeared on her calm face.
The palm of his hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword.
Liya also understood.
Everything Lipoot said was true.
Why can Gwen become a knight commander again? A large part of it is because her heart of justice has returned.
In front of her, the lies were invisible, just like the haze penetrated by the sun.
As Lipoot said, he himself was not lying at all.
So...what's the motivation?
Leah thought about it.
She thought of a possibility.
But Liya didn't want to believe it.
Soon, the eldest prince, who was leaning against the wall and was helpless, slowly raised half of his body.
A hand was on his chest, his voice was trembling and intermittent:
"Uncle, why...why do you do this?"
"Because you are worthless."
Uh-huh!
Lipoot's words were cold and direct, like depth charges exploding in a boiling pool.
He turned his hands behind his back, calmly watched everyone's reactions, and continued:
"To put it bluntly, His Highness the First Prince, and everyone here."
"Do you still think you have a chance?"
The nobles remained in deep silence, as if they felt a steel needle piercing their hearts piercing their chests, and the coldness instantly spread all over their bodies.
They all understood what Lipoot meant - about the fight for the throne.
Everyone knew that whether it was the eldest prince or the second prince, their hopes were slim.
After all, the emperor's name, coupled with the Cravenna family's support for the princess's lineage, allowed the elves to establish diplomatic relations with the empire.
With all the blessings, this has basically already determined the candidate for the future throne.
But the nobles present still harbored a hint of unwilling fantasy in their hearts.
What if, what if?
But the result was that Lipoot ruthlessly tore away the fig leaf of all of them, exposing the cruel reality nakedly in front of their eyes.
Lipoot's words echoed in the banquet hall, like tearing open a scar full of abscesses.
Blood dripped and pierced everyone's dry throat.
The eldest prince's body became weak again and he was trembling.
"so……"
"So he designed to pry open the cracks in the monsters, allowing a large number of monsters to attack Godin Lima."
Victor explained calmly to the eldest prince:
"If you care about the south, he will help you bulldoze the tide of monsters."
"But when dealing with this kind of businessman, you have to think clearly about the final transaction price."
Bang bang bang!
Lipoot clapped his hands and gave a satisfactory approval to Victor's explanation.
The eldest prince's eyes were full of dullness and shock, and his whole body was rooted to the spot like a piece of wood.
Lipoot continued:
"If you don't care about the situation in the South, that's okay."
"Tiebo has the most advanced technology and can guarantee that it will definitely stop those monsters."
He turned to look at the eldest prince again with a smile on his face:
"Don't forget, Your Highness. Didn't our weapons help you deal with the magic dragon you brought back?"
ah!
Their eyes widened, and their shocked gazes wandered between the eldest prince and Libot.
It turns out that the eldest prince’s so-called achievements...
Is it fake?
The nobles who supported the eldest prince gradually lowered their heads, their originally sad eyes filled with disappointment and loneliness.
Again, they didn't want to believe it.
But seeing the eldest prince's lowered head and clenched fists, they seemed to have to face this cruel truth.
But then, their minds began to spin again, and doubts arose.
Why did Lipoot specifically mention that Tieppo's technology could stop the beast tide?
Wasn't he the one who unleashed the wave of Warcraft?
Does he want to play a savior?
No, that's not right...
Some of the nobles present also had business experience.
They suddenly raised their heads, stared at Lipoot with wide eyes.
They already have an answer in their mind.
It was an extremely dark place, full of possibilities.
Lipoot smiled faintly, narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and grinned almost to his ears.
"Yes, I will not support Godin Lima, we will just wait in Tieppo."
"Waiting for the residents who are unable to escape, waiting for them to be chased by monsters, and escape to the only place they can."
Godinlima and Tieppo are very close to each other, and on the southern border, except for Tieppo, the surrounding land is completely barren.
The only way for people to escape was to run towards Tieppo.
"At that time, we will appear and use our powerful weapons of Tieppo to save these distressed residents."
The nobles who heard Lipoot's words felt a chill go straight to their spinal cords.
Their hands and feet felt cold and their whole bodies trembled.
However, Lipoot just spread his arms and raised his head.
The quicksand in those golden eyes rotated rapidly, as if a fanatical light burst out from the eyes;
"They will be grateful to me, they will worship me."
"but……"
Suddenly, Lipoot stopped his crazy behavior and regained his composure.
He reopened his eyes and tilted his head.
He looked at all the nobles present who were in despair as if they were machines and without emotion.
It was like looking at a swarm of insects and ants, so insignificant that he could not see them.
Deep whispers like the whispers of demons sounded from all directions, and the faint chirping echoed in the golden jungle banquet hall.
It was like a cloud turned into a writhing worm and penetrated everyone's ears:
“Remember, this is a fee-based program.”
