Carlos Corner.

The warm morning light shone into the Iron Fort, and the golden afterglow filled the entire hall.

"My mother!"

Two girls, seventeen or eighteen years old, were dressed in a group of ladies and saluted gracefully to Amilia.

"Cialis, Seschel, after breakfast, I went to the tutor's place obediently. The etiquette teacher invited by the Jazz came out of the Howling Castle and understood the most elegant etiquette of the Blue Bloods!"

Amilia said calmly: "Even if the adults are not here, they can't skip classes! A well-educated lady will not be able to take care of flowers in the back garden all day, do you understand?"

"We understand, sir, mother!"

The two girls spit out their cute pink tongues, holding the hem of the skirt, with a hint of cunning expression: "When will he come back by Godfather?"

"soon!"

Amilia looked at this scene, but she was sighing in her heart.

I knew that although my two daughters had become famous beauties, a trace of feelings was secretly hanging on the jazz.

Unfortunately, with their identities, it is impossible to become the Jazz's wife at this time, but the mistress's words...

As if he thought of something, Amilia's cheeks immediately flushed.

"besides……"

The younger girl, Seschel, had a hesitant expression on her face: "That Lord Cisse, is so annoying... When will he leave?"

"Lord Cise?"

The smile on Amilia's face suddenly became cold, and her expression was a little nervous: "What's wrong with him?"

"He often looks at me and my sister in a lustful way!"

Seschel said angrily that at her age, she already knew everything she should have, and was very dissatisfied with Lord Cisse, who occupied the best guest room in the Iron Fort as soon as he came.

"How to treat him is something that only Lord Jazz can decide!"

Amilia smiled again: "Okay... ladies should go and take today's course!"

After the two ladies left, the smile on her face gradually turned cold: "Madam Sata!"

"Dear Madam, what are you doing to summon your servant!"

The door opened and a tall middle-aged woman with a cold face walked in.

"Recently, I've been waiting by the two ladies without leaving any steps. Be careful of that Lord Cice, do you understand?"

Amilya is not an ordinary lady. Her previous suffering has already been trained.

"If this person really has bad intentions, just treat him with the arrogant people before..."

She sneered, causing Madam Sata's body to tremble. After all, that kind of punishment was a little too cruel for a man.

After Madam Sata went out, Chev, dressed in military uniform, walked in again: "Madam!"

Due to physical reasons, Old Chev was not suitable to continue to stay in the main combat troops, but with rich experience, he was more than enough to serve as a sheriff, and promoted the security of the entire Carlos leadership to a good development.

"What's the matter?"

Amilia rubbed her eyebrows, feeling that Chev would not bring any good news.

"That Lord Cisse, not only is he very interested in our factory, but his followers even crossed the cordon without authorization last night and were captured by the factory guard team of the breastplate factory!"

"thief?!"

Amilia was startled and then smiled.

In several key departments involving steel and weapons, Wu Ming implemented military control. Those factory guards and other teams were trained by soldiers and led by experienced non-commissioned officers. If you have any trouble, you will be able to go to the battlefield and become an army.

To spy on intelligence at such difficulty, unless you attack with more powerful force, it is not much different from killing.

"There are five people in total, what should we do?"

Jof asked solemnly.

"What intelligence do they have?"

"The most successful one was just a glance at our production line from a distance, and the various data rooms and drawing libraries were intact!"

Jove straightened his chest and replied proudly.

"All detained!"

Amilia made a decision immediately.

"But... the Lord..." Chev asked hesitantly.

"Remember, Chev, all you caught last night was just some thieves with bad intentions! What is Lord Cisse's identity? How could he get mixed up with such dirty scum?"

Amilia said with a smile.

"I understand, madam!"

Jove's eyes lit up and bowed and stepped back.

...

After all these arrangements, Amilia breathed a sigh of relief and a hint of fatigue appeared on her face.

Only at this time will she realize that she is still a woman and hopes to have an arm to rely on.

"Sir, please come back as soon as possible!"

Amilia thought silently in her heart, but when she entered the living room, she had a professional smile on her face, looking at a nobleman holding a knife and fork in the seat, dealing with a piece of ham: "Ri'an, Lord Cisse, I hope everything here will satisfy you!"

Lord Lord, known as Cice, looked less than forty years old, with blue eyes, pale skin, and a wig on his head. As soon as he approached him, a bad smell of perfume came, which made people disgusting.

Of course Amilia knew the background of this lord.

In fact, in the Fengying Plain, there are only a few nobles who can obtain real titles. Some noble descendants have noble blood, but have a difficult life and cannot maintain a self-sufficient life. They have to surrender to other great nobles, hoping to get rewards through services, or even rewards for fiefdoms.

Some of them made meritorious contributions but failed to achieve the qualification to be granted fiefs, or if they really had no extra land, they would be temporarily conferred as honorary Lords, a title that could not be hereditary, and were considered half aristocrats.

But after having this title, as long as you can get a fiefdom and pass it on, you will slowly enter the aristocratic class.

Therefore, this kind of honor is the craziest dog under the great nobles. In order to achieve enough achievements, there is almost nothing they dare not do.

"In fact... it's very bad!"

Lord Cice stuffed every portion of food on the dining table into his mouth, as if there was a bottomless hole in his stomach, and his eyes looked Amilya up and down. His unrestrained gaze made Amilya secretly grit his teeth.

"I want to see Sir William Wallace!"

He wiped his mouth with a white napkin in a posture that he thought was elegant, and then said, "But he has been out! Oh! Don't William know that as a lord, he is responsible for this land?"

"My master is an excellent lord. He has brought endless wealth to the territory and allowed every citizen to live and work in peace and contentment!"

Amilia responded without giving in.

"But a good lord should not leave his fiefdom, nor should he not fail to fulfill his obligations!"

Cice waving his knife and fork, a silver table knife almost pointed to Amilia's nose: "William's vassal, the great blue-blooded leader, the Count of Blue Mountain has been trapped in war. As a vassal, he fled when he should fulfill his obligations! What is this? This is the most intense betrayal of the Divine Vow!"

He accused William with righteous words, but he was already happy in his heart.

The wealth of Carlos is famous throughout the Fengying Plain. If he doesn't make a lot of money this time, how can he be worthy of his hard work to plan this task and his hard work along the way?

Even, in his heart, there was a secret thought.

He knew that his vassal was dissatisfied with Sir William. If he could find an opportunity to deprive the vassal of his territory, and then transfer it to him... He seemed to see a river flowing with Jin Delong in front of him!

Although this is difficult, there is also a chance to rely on the connections he has accumulated with the Earl. At that time, all the gains can be devoted to this time as a bribe.

As for the reward? It doesn’t matter, this land will give you the best reward.

As a feudal lord, collecting taxes is an instinct. How can you be worthy of him if you don’t shave it a few feet?

"I protest!"

Amilia's tall chest was so angry that her heightened chest kept rising and falling: "Sir William left the territory before the call came! It was not intended to violate his responsibilities! And, as early as the call was received, I had ordered one hundred soldiers to fulfill their lord's obligations to the Earl of Blue Mountain!"

"But the facts are facts! Even a thousand strong soldiers cannot replace the fact that their knights have not arrived!"

Lord Cice took out a piece of parchment covered with blue tiger paint and shrugged his shoulders: "I regret to inform you that once a month has passed, Sir William has not returned yet, I will have to temporarily 'take over' this territory according to the Count's Order."

"The Jazz will definitely return!"

Amilia said in a deep voice, with a firm expression.

"All right!"

Sisai lay on the chair with a lazy expression and asked unintentionally: "In addition... where have I been my loyal servants?"

"This should be asked yourself!"

Amilya sneered.

"My man was missing in Carlos..." Cice's face suddenly turned cold: "You must give me a satisfactory answer!"

"Lord Lord!"

At this time, another gray-clothed servant quickly entered and whispered a few words to him, causing Sisse to stand up and his face turned red: "How dare you seize the Count's envoy, do you want to rebel?"

Amilia was shocked, and she didn't expect the other party to discover it so quickly.

"I'm going to the factory now, and let them hand over my servants, and hang all those who attack them!"

Lord Cisse seized the opportunity, roared loudly with excitement in his eyes.

"You...you have no right to do so!"

Amilia said in a deep voice.

"I have the right to do this, because at this time, I represent the Count!"
Chapter completed!