December 2, Norman City. ,. Winster stood in the dark dome hall, facing two rows of tall and narrow carved seats. Candlesticks made of cast iron poked out from the corridor pillars. The dim firelight cast down, and an old man could be vaguely seen curled up on each seat. This is the Presbyterian House, the headquarters of the aristocratic forces. It is located outside the Six Provinces and Three Divisions, and is far away from the Royal Court. ??The old man asked in a long voice at the top left corner of "Winster Tagore". "Winster." The young man replied. He was an illegitimate son of the Tagore family. He had not yet been included in the family tree and had no right to use this surname. "Oh." The old man glanced at him and nodded in praise, "Those generals of the Imperial Guard are willing to recommend you as the representative for liaison between the two sides. It seems that you have a good relationship with them on weekdays." "Yes, sir. , I often have banquets and hunts with them, and we are quite familiar with each other," Winster replied respectfully. The aristocratic leaders here are all people who have been immersed in the vanity market for many years. He must give a reasonable explanation for his behavior. "Well," the old man on the right spoke, with a low and hoarse voice, "Winster, what reward do you want to get after this is done?" These old people who had been pretending for most of their lives were too lazy to make excuses, so they directly raised this question. . "I want my name to be included in the family tree and become the heir of a certain branch of the family." Winster requested without hesitation. "Tagore, what do you think?" The old man on the left looked at Duke Tagore. This request is not excessive and should be met. "Okay," the old Duke nodded and encouraged in a gentle voice, "Winster, if you can promote cooperation between the two parties, you will be considered to have made a great contribution. I will include you in the family tree and separate a separate affiliated family. "Thank you, Master." Winster bowed and looked grateful. "The Presbytery will also provide convenience for this." The old man on the left added, turning to the topic, "So, Winster. What are the conditions for those generals?" "They asked for the first batch to enter the palace," Wen Sturt said, "I still want you all to promise that when things are done, I will grant them the title of nobility." "A bunch of greedy people." The short, fat old man at the bottom hummed in a low voice. The first group to enter the palace naturally wanted to search for treasures. After these guys' sweep, I'm afraid there won't be anything valuable left in the palace. "It's okay to give them some money," another old man with white eyebrows shook his head and said, "But with their number, it's probably not appropriate to ennoble them all." The noble leaders talked to each other and discussed for a long time. Finally, after a few minutes, the old man on the left decided, "The first request, there is no problem. As for the title of knight, the rank of captain can be made baron, and the rank of tooth general can be made viscount, and the four If you are the commander, you will be granted the title of earl, what do you think?" "I will tell you everything, but I think it won't be a big problem," Winster replied respectfully. ¡°The next question,¡± the old man on the left continued, ¡°to what extent can the Guards go to obtain our promise?¡± ¡°After the incident, the Guards divided into four groups to control all the gates of Norman. "Winster answered in detail, "During this process, they will not obey any orders from the old general Kurdland, nor will they interfere in the situation in the city, nor will they allow any soldiers to enter the Norman city." " We also don¡¯t want anyone in the Norman city to escape from the city,¡± the old man on the left added, ¡°Also, since they want to be the first to enter the palace, the Guards need to send an elite force to assist us. Attack the palace." "Of course," Winster nodded, "These requests are very reasonable, and they have no reason to refuse." "Queen Catherine must be handed over to us as soon as possible without any harm." The old man interjected. In any case, they were unwilling to offend Catroman. If the legendary warrior carried his sword and headed north, none of these old guys would be able to sleep well. "My lord, are there any more?" Winston agreed and raised his head and asked. "No more, please step back." The old man on the right ordered. Seeing that Old Duke Tagore also waved his hand, Winster saluted again, bowed and exited the dome hall. After he left, the old man on the left thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Can he be trusted?" A skinny old magician flashed out of the shadows of the hall. He showed the gray crystal in his hand and answered vaguely. , "The True Sight Crystal has not changed color. Everything he said is true." Everyone looked at each other and dispelled their doubts. The white-browed old man sighed casually, "I also have a few illegitimate children in my family who have extraordinary abilities. They are much stronger than those legitimate bastards." "But their bloodline"You are pure," the old man on the left hummed, "No matter how talented you are, you are not allowed to inherit the family business. "Perhaps, we should be more friendly to them," the white-browed old man suggested. "What they want is not goodwill, but equality." The old man on the right shook his head, his voice hoarse, "But if we treat them equally, what will happen to the legitimate sons?" I think if the clan is not stable, there will be civil strife. Don¡¯t forget, how many thousand-year-old families have been in ruins because of this." The elders all nodded in agreement. Duke Tagore thought for a while and asked, "Mrs. De Vries I propose to elect Viscount David as the new king. What do you think?" "Prince Douglas's only son is only thirteen years old now. In comparison, he will be easier to control. "The short and fat old man retorted. They all had their favorite candidates, and a fierce argument suddenly broke out in the dome hall. "Okay, we will discuss this later. "The old man on the left patted the table with dissatisfaction, suppressing everyone's voices. "The news I just received," the old man on the right coughed a few times, pinched a paper roll from his sleeve, and said slowly, "Because of the military There is no food left, and the king plans to fight a decisive battle with the New Army of Light within Severa City within three days. If defeated, the Principality of Ian will be destroyed soon. If defeated, hundreds of thousands of troops will inevitably be destroyed." After saying a few words, he would stop and rest for a while, appearing fitful and weak, but the others were sitting upright with solemn expressions. "What is certain is that no matter whether he wins or loses, he will have no time to care about the rear in a short period of time," The old man on the right put his hands on the table and his voice became stronger and stronger, "Everyone, please go back and prepare. As soon as the front line shows signs of failure, Norman and Hersius Valley will immediately launch a two-pronged approach to change course." "Yes." "These old men, who are nearly a thousand years old in total, agreed with a bang, like a group of passionate warriors. They stood up and high-fived to celebrate the arrival of this great opportunity. "A golden age belonging to the nobility, the puppet king is sitting in front of the stage, and they will be behind it Divide the whole kingdom. To be continued. The first update