Kant quickly led his people out of the office, the sky was already very dark, and there was still a cold current in the air, which was the chill that hit the wilderness in the west.
The office hall is still brightly lit.
The combination of luxurious furniture and clothing is not much compared to the small living room of the top nobles.
But no one cares.
Borg slowly propped himself up on the ground.
The housekeepers on both sides also slowly got up with pale faces.
Even the great Cheshire knight had an ugly expression on his face. He glanced at each other, then at the 10 guests who were still sitting on the chairs in the hall, and suppressed the words on his lips.
Things have come to this point, in fact, there is nothing to say.
Kant the supreme lord.
came back.
With his strong official return.
All the intrigues and tricks seemed like jokes, like a glacier meeting an underground furnace and being easily melted away by the gushing heat wave, without any hindrance at all.
Just relying on the 10 great knights who are waiting in the hall with expressionless faces.
They were helpless.
And actually.
These great knights are not all.
Look at Baron Kant, the master handed over the command to them so easily.
If you think about it, you can understand that there may be more great knights hiding behind, but not all of them are revealed. As a background, they will only show their deterrent power at the most critical moment.
Just like now.
"alright."
Borg took a deep breath.
Reaching out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, he turned his head and said to the two butlers next to him, "Take off the governor's dinner for me for the time being. As an excuse, just say that I'm suddenly sick." After a pause, he said in a deep voice : "Take the silver handicraft from the Silver Plate Kingdom on the second floor as a gift for me."
"Isn't that handicraft your favourite, Mr. Borg..." the personal butler couldn't help dissuading him: "Usually you like it very much, why are you giving it away now?"
"Just a gift."
Borg closed his eyes: "Besides, the development of the Borg Chamber of Commerce also needs the support of the Governor of the Port."
Ben was the old housekeeper in charge of managing the Borg Chamber of Commerce, but he remained silent.
He saw it.
This is investment.
The Borg Chamber of Commerce does need the support of the Governor of the Harbor.
Otherwise, Borg would not be so keen on marrying the daughter of the governor of the port as a new businessman. Not a pretty girl.
It's just a political marriage, the two sides win and benefit each other, and get what each other lacks.
Now there is an additional layer of relationship.
That is…
Protect yourself!
Borg had already betrayed Kant once.
As a naturally intelligent man, he knew that he was completely unable to be accepted into Kant's core of power.
That's why he took the initiative to participate in the aristocratic circle of the governor of the port. Although he will not betray Kant again in a short time, he will not continue to fall into the same situation as he is now.
Even if he left the Borg Chamber of Commerce, there might be a way out to survive.
If there is really no way out.
Even if you don't die.
The life of that kind of poor is not much different from death.
Having already enjoyed a life of prosperity and wealth, Borg will never return to the kind that is on the verge of bankruptcy, helpless, and finally humiliated, begging others to lead him, and ventured to the Nalun Desert to find opportunities.
Although he finally got this opportunity, he became Kant's puppet.
That's right, a puppet.
That's what Borg sees it as.
The real power is still firmly controlled by Kant. He is just the spokesperson in front of the scene, a puppet who waits for the final order, and a professional manager who works for the boss.
The personal butler saluted and left.
Soon, with a few unknown servants, they quickly left the office with wrapped gifts.
The governor's dinner is about to begin, and they need to rush there as soon as possible, especially since Borg cannot be present in person, they need to explain the situation as soon as possible, and also show their etiquette.
How to say they are only merchant families.
It is an honor to be able to attend the banquet.
In the lobby of the office, the atmosphere was still dull.
However, the old butler next to him lost all the arrogance on his face, instead he spoke in a deep voice, and said without hesitation: "Mr. Borg."
"Um."
Borg nodded, with an unstoppable haggard voice: "What is it?"
"Actually, it doesn't matter." The old steward said: "The businessmen of the Lion Principality are not of high status. Generally speaking, they are tools to collect wealth for the top nobles. If you count carefully, you have a lot of money now." Autonomy, in fact, compared with those caravan leaders, you are more like a real caravan leader."
"Yes, that's true." Borg nodded, not shying away from Cheshire and the 10 lion knights beside him, sitting on the chair with a wry smile: "But you can get rid of all this by becoming a nobleman."
"Maybe." The old butler said silently.
"I'm going to rest." But Cheshire shook his head.
With a bit of sarcasm on his face, he strode towards his room on the second floor of the office: "You guys take it for granted, so what if you become a nobleman, in the circle of real nobles, there are more people than you, a businessman. Understanding is even crueler." After a pause, he glanced at Borg: "My family used to be a great nobleman."
Borg was silent, looking at Cheshire's mocking face, smiled mockingly himself, shook his head and sighed softly: "I just want to find a way out, I don't have too many ideas."
"If you work faithfully for Lord Kant, you will only get gifts."
A lion knight spoke to remind him.
"Yes." Borg just responded casually.
He knows it well.
Baron Kant is indeed in full swing now.
It can almost be regarded as the Principality of Lions, independent of powerful forces other than the three counties.
Even at this time, many people had allocated half of the North County Lordship to Baron Kant in their hearts. Even Viscount Wayne, who was supposed to be the North County Lordship's owner, could only hold his nose to confirm the news.
Kant's forces have completely left the Nalun Desert and arrived on the territory of Beijun.
This has caused countless people to worry.
There is also reaction.
Looking at the North County Territory, currently assembled at Fort Rogge, where Viscount Wayne belongs, the combined regiment with a number of nearly 20,000 people knows that those little nobles and conspirators with ulterior motives still have deep fears of Baron Kant.
Otherwise, a coalition army of 20,000 people would not be assembled and let Viscount Wayne temporarily control it.
This is enough to be the number of main forces on the battlefield.
Although there are very few elites.
Most of them are mercenaries from outside on the Rethniston River.
But even so, a battle capable of shaking a certain county can be launched. Even if they attack the South County at this time, with the advantage of numbers, it is estimated that they can hit the Lion Castle in one go.
In this force, there may be stronger existences mixed in.
Like wandering mages.
Such as the Grand Knight.
After all, it was the secret hands of those top nobles who were unwilling to be lonely.
The purpose is to play an unexpected role when attacking Baron Kant's forces. It is best to let these miscellaneous forces join together to put Baron Kant into a crisis.
Of course, the United Corps will gradually collapse due to tragic casualties.
By the time.
It's time for the top nobles to harvest peaches.
This is an overt conspiracy, Viscount Wayne knows all of this, and even other people understand this.
But there is no way, in order to ensure the safety of the territory, he must swallow this bitter fruit, otherwise, Viscount Wayne himself will not be able to compete with Kant at all. If he surrenders and loses his status as a top nobleman, his family will decline.
If you still rely on the strength of the Lion Principality and barely draw a tie, maybe there is still salvation.
That's what Borg thinks too.
He expected it.
Or it's my own guess.
Don't think Baron Kant can win the final victory.
No matter how much extraordinary power there is, how can it surpass the Principality of Lions.
This is a powerful country that was established hundreds of years ago. Its belief in the god of war, Emond, has kept the country's armed forces at a high level. Even the Silver Plate Kingdom can resist, and even face-to-face confrontation without losing the wind.
A mere power, the power of Baron Kant, can't keep up with the Silver Plate Kingdom.
If Kant is defeated.
Borg needs a new way out to save himself.
"It's really sad."
He stood up.
Also walked towards the roof, but casually instructed the old housekeeper: "You are in charge of this place, let our friends rest well, and the standard provided is the same as that of Cheshire."
"Yes." The old butler bent down. As a butler, he just needs to obey.
The 10 remaining lion knights didn't care either.
They all have their own minds.
But there are also tasks.
Since you are talking about staying here to protect the safety of this place, you have to take responsibility.
But judging from the current situation, they also understand in their hearts that protection is second, and the most important thing is deterrence. They will take care of this place for Lord Kant, so as not to cause too many troubles.
If Borg wanted to sell the chamber of commerce and leave secretly, they would definitely not sit idly by.
A Sarion Lion Rider from Pendor.
Itself is an elite elite.
He also has an understanding of politics and business.
Although it looks cold, it is not humane at all.
But in fact, if Borg really wants to have some signs of instability, they can solve it directly without Kant's order, and the handling will definitely not be too bad.
They are much better than the 4th-level cavalry of Salander cavalry.
The night was getting dark.
It's just that many people don't have the meaning of sleep.
Not far away, the governor's mansion was brightly lit, and countless nobles gathered there to hold a grand banquet.
But when the personal butler went in to explain the situation, and another spy came in to tell some news, the whole banquet ended very quickly, almost breaking up unhappy, and everyone left, more like fleeing.
The entire governor's mansion soon fell into silence.
It was a night destined to be restless.
However, there are still many people who are secretly connecting together, and have different views on the future situation.
(end of this chapter)