Boulder City, Duke's Palace.
The third prince Philip sat on the Duke's throne, lazily looking at the letter sent by teleportation magic.
Behind him, the "Duchess of Boulder" Eleanor, scantily clad, stood there obediently, massaging his shoulders and feet with two young maids, who were also scantily clad, kneeling on the ground.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the room, and the voice of the guard came from outside the door:
"Your Highness, Count Lint requests to see you."
The third prince raised his eyelids slightly and said lazily:
"Come in."
The door was soon pushed open, and a tall, middle-aged male noble wearing armor walked in.
He looked to be about forty years old, with grey hair and grey eyes, and his facial features vaguely resembled the Third Prince, but he was much more resolute than the handsome and feminine Third Prince.
He frowned and looked at the third prince who was half lying on the duke's throne, then glanced at Eleanor behind the third prince, and then said to the two maids with a sullen face:
"Put some clothes on Lady Eleanor. It's so cold, do you want her to catch a cold?!"
After hearing the middle-aged noble's words, the two maids remained unmoved.
Seeing the unhappy expression on the middle-aged nobleman's face, the third prince smiled and lazily ordered the maid:
"Cover her up and take her down."
After hearing the orders from the third prince, the maids lowered their heads and took action. They put a coat on Eleanor and quickly took her away.
When passing by the middle-aged noble, the middle-aged noble bowed slightly in greeting, while Eleanor paused slightly and quickly left with her head down.
Seeing the middle-aged noble saluting Eleanor, the Third Prince was immediately amused:
"Haha, my dear uncle, you are as polite as ever."
The middle-aged noble frowned and said:
"Your Highness, Lady Eleanor is your wife after all. There are some things... don't go too far."
The third prince yawned lazily:
"Okay, I get it. I'll be careful."
"Tell me, what good news did you bring me this time?"
The middle-aged man frowned even deeper, as if he was somewhat displeased with the Third Prince's frivolous appearance, but in the end he just sighed, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Highness, there is news from Violet that the army has been mobilized. The family has gathered 20,000 men and is ready to march north."
After hearing the middle-aged noble's words, the third prince perked up and immediately sat up, saying with a smile:
"Grandpa's speed is as fast as ever! But..."
He stroked his chin:
"Only 20,000 people? That's not very Violet's style, right?"
The middle-aged man was somewhat helpless:
"The family mobilized this time in the name of military exercises. Violet has been in opposition to Roman for many years and has always had a tradition of summoning nobles for military exercises. Twenty thousand people is already the limit... If the number is larger, it will be much more difficult to block the news, and it will arouse Castel's vigilance."
"Moreover, there are still many old nobles in the Violet Principality who have not completely returned to their loyalty and still remember the Willett family. This also requires father to devote some of his energy to keep a close eye on them."
"The Willett family? The family that was stripped of their titles and demoted to commoners by my father in a fit of rage? I heard that they seemed to have been attacked and exterminated many years ago."
The third prince was surprised.
The middle-aged noble nodded:
"Yes, but after all, they are a family that has been operating in Violet for nearly a thousand years. Even the name of the Violet Principality is taken from their surname. It's better for father to be careful."
"However, Your Highness, you don't have to worry. The troops mobilized this time include 5,000 elite soldiers from the Buit-Lint family. They are more than enough to deal with little Castel."
"Five thousand elite troops on standby? Indeed, that's not bad."
The third prince nodded with satisfaction.
After that, he asked with a smile:
"Any more news about Grandpa?"
The middle-aged noble paused and said:
"Father asked me to ask you, when will we attack? There is news from North Port that Charlotte of Castel has led the army north to quell the rebellion. Castel is currently empty in the south, so now is the best time to attack."
The third prince smiled and said:
"No hurry. Tell Grandpa to go to the border first and wait in secret. If we are lucky, we may be able to march straight in."
The middle-aged noble frowned and said:
"Your Highness, wait? What are you waiting for?"
The third prince groaned and handed over the letter in his hand:
"Uncle, Violet knows that the young earl went to suppress the rebellion, but she doesn't know more details. It seems that grandpa is not so well-informed in the North."
The middle-aged noble subconsciously took the letter and started to read it. After reading it, his expression quickly became strange:
"This... is a letter from the Earldom of Tulip? Charlotte of Castel joined forces with the garrison of Tulip and went north to quell the rebellion?"
The third prince smiled and said:
"The commander of the Tulip garrison is Count Gaston, a branch of the Duke of Gaston's family."
"I promised him that if I ascended the throne in the future, I would support them to replace the main branch of Gaston and rule the Duchy of Gaston. For this reason, he has already secretly pledged allegiance to me..."
"Uncle, we are all family. I will not hide it from you. Castel's rebels are also ours. The Laigles family, like the Gaston family, has long pledged allegiance to me."
"Haha, Charlotte of Castel doesn't know this. Count Gaston gained her trust by exchanging the old relationship between the two families. I'm afraid she is still happy that he is helping Count Gaston."
"I have sent a magical message to Gaston and Castel's rebels. After Castel's army launches an attack on the rebels, Gaston will defect to Castel and deal a fatal blow to him..."
"The young Earl of Castel does not trust the nobles in his territory, and he brought almost all of the nobles with him to suppress the rebellion this time."
"My dear uncle, if we are lucky, perhaps we won't even need to fight and can take down all the nobles of Castel."
The middle-aged noble frowned:
"Your Highness, this is indeed a very bold plan, but what if it fails?"
The third prince smiled and said:
"Failure is failure. Even if it fails, it can still cause heavy damage to Castel, which will be more conducive to our attack on the North..."
The middle-aged noble thought for a moment, then nodded:
"I understand. In that case, I will send a message to my father and wait for news from Castel."
"No… "
The third prince stretched out his index finger and shook it:
"You need to wait for me to be teleported and then go north together."
The middle-aged nobleman's heart moved slightly, and then nodded:
"I see."
…
The middle-aged nobleman left quickly.
The third prince also stood up from his seat and called his personal guards:
"Tell the court wizard in the magic tower that the time is almost up and we can start charging the teleportation array."
The magic teleportation array can teleport letters and items, and naturally it can also teleport humans.
However, the extraordinary materials needed for long-distance fixed-point transmission are only possessed by the royal family.