The Norman lords immediately cheered and their eyes softened when they looked at Roger.
The officers remained silent, their attitudes were obvious.
They were not against sending troops, but were against Robert leading the troops. Who didn't know that this demigod had a bad relationship with Sir William? If you stand on the opposite side without the leader's permission, you will be held accountable later.
However, Roger, designated as the heir by Sir William, came forward, which was another matter. Although the Norman supernaturals did not understand what "Crown Prince Regent" meant, they knew that with Roger's endorsement, they would not be the ones to take the blame in the future, so they all stopped making any noise.
On the other side, in a suburban hotel in Catania, Mier and Medea also watched the "video" of the Otwell family's meeting online through the secret connection of the manipulation rules.
"You actually thought of breaking through this guy named Roger..." Mi Er was a little surprised, but also a little amazed, "You are really amazing."
"Mi'er, demons like us are best at taking advantage of people's desires or ambitions." Medea said shamelessly, "And for any organization, the upper echelons are in high positions with limited desires, while the lower echelons have ambitions but lack strength. The role of the heir of an organization like this is just one step away from the top position, and has enough power and destructive power, so they are the best at manipulation."
"Then why did you expect that he would support sending troops?" Mi'er asked humbly out of curiosity.
"Of course, it's because he also needs to consolidate his status as the 'heir'." Medea said slowly, "In the Norman Extraordinary Family, military merit is the most effective source of prestige, and prestige is directly related to status. It's rare that the family patriarch is not in the family, so how could he miss this great opportunity to establish prestige?"
"In that case, when the demigod William comes back, won't he be angry with Roger because of this?" Mi'er still had doubts.
"Why should you be angry?" Medea smiled slyly. "As long as the subsequent wars are won, it will be enough to prove that Roger has the ability and means to become the leader of the family. In addition, William's status as a demigod is unshakable. What reason does he have to be afraid that his heir is too outstanding?"
Miss Succubus raised two fingers and shook them frivolously and proudly: "It's just like us, hiding this big plan from Ask, even if he noticed the clues, he didn't blame us, right?"
"After all, on the one hand, we are still working for the collective interests of the team." Mi'er said thoughtfully, "On the other hand, his position in the team comes from his own combat strength and experience, so our private plans will not undermine his leadership of the team."
"That's why he semi-publicly acquiesced and even encouraged us to make these plans." Medea laughed happily, "This way, we can have a certain degree of initiative."
"As expected of Medea, she can calculate people's hearts to this extent." Mi'er complimented.
"Without your ability to peek into fate, our plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly." Medea immediately responded.
The two girls praised each other's business for a long time, and on the surface they seemed to be more and more sympathetic to each other, as if they had met the best girlfriends in their lives.