"Let me go! Let me go now! What are you going to do? I am the messenger of Bolder! I am the messenger of Bolder! Do you want to make an enemy of the Duke's family?!"
Outside the Earl's Mansion, the envoy from the Earldom of Tulip was tied up, looking terrified and struggling constantly.
Behind him, a tall and strong sailor in black was holding the back of his clothes, grinning and lifting him up like a chicken.
Next to the sailor stood an old man in a black noble robe. He had a hunched back, his eyes slightly closed, and looked drowsy.
Behind the old man, seven or eight black-armored swordsmen who looked tough were standing on both sides, holding swords and guarding.
They had blank expressions on their faces, exuding a faint otherworldly aura, and looked as if they wanted to keep strangers away.
Many citizens and nobles had gathered on both sides of the street to watch the fun.
Some sharp-eyed people have already recognized the black swordsmen through their iconic black lion family emblem:
"It's someone from the Roman-Fol family!"
"They are here? And they are making trouble outside the Earl's Mansion? The people who were arrested are the envoys of Bold, right? What are they going to do? Are they going to rebel?"
"I heard that only their family members did not attend the noble meeting a few days ago, and now they have kidnapped the envoy of Bold. Are they crazy?"
"Could it be true, as the rumors say, that they have long been planning to rebel?!"
The crowd watching was talking about it.
When they saw the Roman Fore family arresting the envoy of Bold, some nobles who heard the news changed their expressions:
"Viscount Roman Forge?! What are you doing? Let go of Bold's envoy immediately!"
"This is the Earl's Palace. Are you trying to embarrass the Earl by arresting the envoy of the Duchy?"
The nobles angrily rebuked the old noble who was surrounded by the black-clad swordsmen.
However, the old nobleman still kept his eyes closed and didn't even look at them, as if he didn't care about them at all.
Only those black-clad swordsmen glanced over coldly, and the faint extraordinary aura on their bodies burst out in vain. The strong pressure made the nobles who rebuked them change color:
"Enter...Enterer!"
Their momentum quickly weakened, and they all took a step back at the same time, looking at the black-clad swordsmen with only fear in their eyes.
When Charlotte, filled with curiosity, arrived outside the Earl's Mansion in person, this was the scene she saw.
She raised her eyebrows and looked strangely at the Bolder envoy who was tied up by the extraordinary sailors of the Roman Fore family, and then smiled slightly:
"Your Excellency Viscount Roman Forge, as soon as you arrived in North Port, you directly held such a scene in the Earl's Mansion. Do you need to give me an explanation?"
Upon hearing Charlotte's voice, the old nobleman, who had kept his eyes closed, finally opened his cloudy eyes.
He was supported by his servants and tremblingly bowed to Charlotte, then said respectfully:
"Alfred Roman-Fol... Meet the Count."
"My Lord, this man has bad intentions and wants to deceive you with false information, so I arrested him."
After hearing the old viscount's words, the tied-up messenger instantly shouted:
"No! I didn't! Lord Earl! I came here to offer assistance on behalf of Bold!"
"Okay, put him down. Come in and tell me what you want to say."
Looking at the shouting messenger, a barely perceptible red light flashed deep in Charlotte's vagina.
She glanced at the growing crowd around her and said.
"Yes, sir."
Viscount Roman Forlao bowed slightly and signaled the sailor to put the messenger down.
Then, he led the swordsmen of the Roman Forge family, escorted the still tied messenger, and followed Charlotte into the Earl's Palace.
Back in the council chamber, Charlotte sat back in the lord's seat.
She didn't even look at the envoy tied up by the Roman Fowl family. She took the black tea with milk handed to her by Sebastian, sipped it gracefully, and asked leisurely while crossing her legs:
"Tell me, Your Excellency, why did you tie up the envoy of Bold at the door of my Earl's Palace as soon as you arrived? And... why didn't you attend the noble meeting of the Earl's Palace some time ago?"
Facing Charlotte's inquiring gaze, Viscount Roman Forge remained calm.
He bowed his head slightly and said:
"My Lord, in Castel, the Roman Fore family is loyal to only one person, and that is you."
"No one in Castel would let Roman Forge bow down except you."
Hearing the old viscount's words that seemed to have a hint of meaning, Charlotte couldn't help but look at him again.
The old viscount looked at her without blinking, his cloudy eyes seemed filled with some indescribable emotion.
Charlotte wanted to see clearly what kind of emotion that look expressed, but the old viscount sighed first, lowered his head and sighed again:
"In any case, it's the best thing that you are safe and sound."
"So... now that you've confirmed that I'm safe, can you answer my other question?"
Charlotte asked.
Viscount Roman Forge nodded slightly:
"Of course, my Lord."
As he spoke, he took out a parchment scroll from his bosom and presented it with both hands:
"My Lord, please take a look at this transcript first. I'm afraid we in Castel will be in big trouble..."
record
Charlotte raised her eyebrows, motioned Sebastian to bring the parchment scroll over, and then began to browse through it curiously.
As she watched, her expression gradually became serious:
"Lord Roman-Folt, where did this record come from?"
"My Lord Earl, I got this information from a black market trader in the Violet Principality. This trader is a direct descendant of the Buwat-Lint family, the current ruling family of the Violet Principality. Everything in the transcript... is true."
Viscount Roman-Folt said respectfully.
"Bowat-Lint? A branch of the Bowat family? As I recall, the Bowat family is the sworn enemy of the Bold family. How did they get mixed up?"
Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly.
Viscount Roman Forge nodded:
"Yes, the Buit family is indeed the sworn enemy of the Borde family. The Buit family's fiefdom, the Duchy of Buit, has had territorial disputes with the Duchy of Borde for hundreds of years..."
"However, the Buwat-Lint family that rules the Violet Principality is a little different. Although the Buwat-Lint family is a branch of the Buwat family, they have another identity."
As he spoke, Viscount Roman Forge's expression became serious and he said:
"They are the... maternal clan of the Third Prince Philip."
"The third prince's maternal family..."
Hearing this, Charlotte's expression turned a little unhappy.
"Master...what happened?"
Watching the confusing conversation between Charlotte and Viscount Roman Forge, Sebastian's face was full of curiosity.
Charlotte glanced at him and handed the parchment scroll over:
"Well, take a look for yourself."
Sebastian took it curiously and started browsing it. Soon, his expression changed slightly:
"What? The Third Prince intends to join forces with the Violet Principality to divide up the Earldom of Castel?!"