Lancaster City, the study in the Castle of the Lord.
This is a study room with extremely luxurious and exquisite decoration. The walls inside are made into bookshelves, and all kinds of precious manuscripts are stuffed on it, but there are basically no signs of being read.
The fireplace was blazing, bringing a spring-like warmth to the room. That warmth and the biting cold weather outside seemed to be two different worlds.
Aggressive.
The door, carved from a single piece of Tesserian sandalwood, which was worth more than gold, was knocked from the outside.
"What's the matter?" the lord of Lancaster City, Earl Collinf, known as the Black Stag, put down the quill in his hand and asked lightly.
"My lord, we found the body of the baron of Nigrania in the north of the city." The retainer at the door reported in a volume that was just enough to be heard by the city lord inside without appearing too ostentatious.
"Hmph, that guy, I have warned him not to mess around..." Colinfu snorted coldly: "Come in."
A man dressed as a city guard walked into the room respectfully outside the door. After saluting, he put a parchment report on Collinf's desk, and then left the room with Collinf's signal.
Colinfe picked up the report and studied it carefully.
After a while, he threw the report on the table, with a troubled look on his aged face.
He had long heard the news that this heir of a veteran nobleman of the Walra Empire, who was parachuted into his city by the emperor of the empire, was wantonly bullying the people in the city.
It's just that although Colinfe is the lord of Lancaster in name, the earl of the empire, and his title is two levels higher than that of Negrania, in fact he can't do anything to the opponent at will.
The reason is very simple, because Lancaster City was able to survive the siege of Tierra to the maximum extent, precisely because it was the only city among the four major county cities of Tierra that directly surrendered. Only some Tierra diehards were driven to the civilian area in the north of the city, where they were finally wiped out.
As a reward for being knowledgeable and used as an example to persuade other places to surrender, the emperor at the time naturally allowed Kaolinfu, a former surrender, to continue to sit firmly as the city lord.
But to this day, the empire seems to have completely ruled the territory of Tierra that it had carved up, and those of them who were not from the roots of the Valla Empire naturally became the thorn in the eyes of the new emperor.
That Nigrania who came over by air, acted recklessly and even wanted to gradually embezzle the rights of his own castellan was only the first step.
Coughlin was very clear about the emperor's plan. As long as he couldn't help being cut by a soft knife and made a move on that Nigrania, the other party would definitely seize this opportunity and clean himself up! Even if the contacts I have worked so hard over the years can keep my position as the city lord, it is estimated that all my lowly confidantes will be replaced by guys like Nigrania, and the city lord myself will naturally be completely emptied and become a king. A statue without the slightest real power.
And if I can endure that Nigrania's provocation, the other party will step by step seize the right of my city lord bit by bit. Although the process may be very ugly, if I don't stop it in time, I think my final result will not be worse than How good is the former.
In fact, some aristocratic officials in the city who are not very determined, or who feel that they have 'vision' have begun to waver, and have thrown an olive branch to that Nigrania.
Whenever he received a secret report in this regard, Kaolinfu couldn't help but feel that those officials were probably full of shit, right? They relied on him to achieve their current status. If they really fell, don't those guys think that they will end well
In fact, Colin has already started secretly preparing a plan to deal with that guy in Nigrania. It turned out that the plan was not ready yet, and the other party was killed so easily by a few civilians because of his own greed.
"It's really a way to die in conformity with that idiot's identity." Colin Fu said with a cold face.
Having said that, Nigrania's death was indeed a joy, but for him, it was a bit troublesome.
Even if there is complete evidence on his side, which can prove that Nigrania ran to the north of the city by himself and was killed, the new emperor will not pay attention to these evidences. If he wants to frame him, there are many ways to do it.
Colinfu sighed deeply, feeling that he was much more tired than before in the past few years.
Not only do they have to continue to operate the city of Lancaster, which has been sucked blood by the Valla royal family, but they also have to deal with those aristocratic politicians.
For a moment, he even missed Tierra, the king of blindness and ignorance who supported him in his business reforms and finally developed Lancaster into a city of commerce.
"It's no use regretting it now."
Corinth leaned back in his chair, thinking about what to do next.
At this time, the door of the study was pushed open a small crack.
The old man subconsciously looked towards the door, only to find a cute and cute little round face poking in.
"Gwendolyn, why are you here?" the old man asked his granddaughter kindly.
"Grandpa, you are sighing again!" Knowing that he had been discovered, the little guy simply pushed open the door, ran in, and crawled into his grandpa's arms on all hands and feet: "I want to go to the outskirts of the city during the planting festival." A picnic, but Mom said it needs your permission! We haven't been out of town for a long time, can we go out this time?"
The old man gently touched the girl's head: "Okay, of course I agree, but then I will send some people to protect you, don't run around, you know?"
The little girl immediately nodded with a smile on her face, and took a bite of the old man's side face: "Thank you, grandpa!"
Half of the old man's face was covered with the girl's saliva, he looked at the little girl who ran out cheering, his eyes were extremely gentle.
"Even if it's for Gwendolyn, I have to keep trying..."
He picked up the report on his desk again and read it again, but this time he saw clues from some uncertain information in it: "Before Nigrania was killed, she wanted to monopolize the unknown source. , but a strange healing potion that is very popular? Even the reports from my side are 'unknown'?"
Having been operating in Lancaster for decades, Colinfe has countless eyeliners in the city, but even so, he has not been able to find out the source of those potions. The meaning behind this is very interesting.
"Looks like I might be able to meet Mr. 'Immortal Magne'..."
The old man looked out the window thoughtfully.
At this time, a ray of sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and brought some warmth to the snow-covered earth.
Frost fog season is over.