Section 125 Defects

"I'll introduce it to you, everyone." said the host. "This one is the eldest son of Duke Byron, Viscount Byerheim."

"You can call me Bayer directly." Bayerheim saluted with a little modest attitude. "I'm glad to see you all."

He spoke very politely, but his arrogant attitude was already engraved in his bones, so even if he was with his most humble attitude at this moment, he naturally showed a sense of arrogance.

This sudden uninvited guest shocked everyone. He shouldn't be here. Everyone knows that the Byron party has been declared rebellious by the Queen and has deprived him of territory, position, title and property. At least in theory. Byerheim is Byron's son, so naturally no exception. If others don't say anything else, if people know that he is here at this moment, he may not have any good results, and everyone here will inevitably be implicated.

Of course, this shock lasted for a short time. All the people present were senior officials of the Chamber of Commerce. In other words, they all went through big scenes. Although this incident was unexpected, it was just unexpected.

"Well, Viscount Baier," someone spoke after a long silence. It was a woman who looked about fifty years old - everyone should admit that gender discrimination is everywhere in human society. Just attending this meeting as a woman is enough to illustrate many problems and is the best interpretation of her personal abilities. "What do you want to say?"

"I know everyone is wary of me, but it is unnecessary," said Byelheim, or as he calls himself Byer. "Not having eggs in a basket is indeed a correct strategy, but moving along a path destined to lead to a cliff is a foolish choice. What do you think?"

"You mean, Duke Byron will win?" the woman smiled. "Virded Viscount Byer, to be honest, I had the same idea two or three months ago, but now, facts are better than words. I am less confident in my previous judgment."

"Ha... I'm right. Everyone knows that our little queen has spent this half year unexpectedly. To be honest, it's not only for you, but also for me. It's beyond my expectations." Baier admitted this generously. "But I hope everyone understands a fact... For our little queen, the past six months, it's not as difficult as the end of the difficult situation, but more everything has just begun."

Byerheim clearly inherited Byron's speech style. His words were extremely inspiring, and the evidence he provided was also extremely convincing. In fact, the little queen was not the best choice to stay in Hawk City like this. Compared with her current financial situation, the Guards were too large. Her actions themselves showed her weakness. Indeed, she successfully paid off all the due debts, but this was obviously her limit. Otherwise, how could she have been in a hurry to seek medical treatment and turned all the originally neutral local lords into traitors.

Then, Byerheim slowly listed the advantages of Byron's side. All kinds of real and false information and data. In fact, literally, he almost didn't tell many lies, because it was true. Byron had already signed an alliance with lords from all over the country - because the little queen had previously sentenced, this originally difficult thing has become easy now.

When his endless speech ended, everyone admitted that Byron had an overwhelming advantage in politics, military, finance, etc. The reason he did not take action immediately was entirely because as time delayed, Byron's advantage would be further expanded.

"...To sum up, we can clearly see that unless we Earl Ashurufat can find a mountain of gold, or simply turn stones into gold, he will never be able to get rid of this crisis!"

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"Ah snee!" Ashu Rufat rubbed his nose. Although his body was invincible with cold and heat, he sometimes sneezes for no reason. According to a deep-rooted superstition, this is because someone chanted his name elsewhere.

This sneeze made his hands shake, and directly made the word he was writing even more crooked. However, this small crooked did not affect his handwriting, because for the elven writing, his calligraphy is 100,800 miles away from "beautiful".

This is a license document signed by Eriber's lord, Elf Prince Ashu Rufate, on allowing holders to conduct any legal trade in Eriber. The license period is one year. Because Eriber has written many such letters repeatedly, he is very skilled now and does not take much time.

A few minutes later, he completed the letter and signed the name of Ash Rufate in the end of the letter with the elves.

It's ridiculous to say that such a letter that costs no more than one copper can easily auction millions of gold and Oli at a high price. All the elements of this letter are a piece of paper, an envelope, a few drops of ink, and it took him ten minutes to write.

Even the legendary magic of "turning stones into gold" is not as good as Ash Rufate's letters.

Ashu Rufate put the letter in place and placed it on the corner of his desk. Well, Ajin is extremely welcome to this kind of thing, the more the better. But Ashu Rufate himself should pay attention to moderation, because if this kind of license document really appears on a large scale, it may arouse the suspicion of the elves.

Ashu Rufate is now sure that the elf prince is dead. Perhaps it was an unexpected encounter in an unknown battle, or the result of a terrible storm on the sea, or some other reason. Because Ashu Rufate is obviously a human (of course, he is not very sure about this, but at least he does not have a pair of pointed ears), he has the memory of the elf prince.

According to the hypothesis of "soul incompleteness", the elf prince Ash Rufate had unfortunately died. The fragments of his soul carried part of memory into the body of the human mercenary Ash Rufate. Ash Rufate did not remember the birth of the elf prince, his parents, and his daily childhood life, but at least he still remembers how to write a proof of permission in the elf text. For him, that was enough.

In fact, the hypothesis of "soul incompleteness" can perfectly explain the inexplicable memories in Ash Rufate's mind. The only thing that cannot be explained is the vampire. Of course, this is actually reasonable, because according to the church, a vampire is an undead creature, a rotten corpse that has actually died long ago, acting due to the power of black magic and strong will. Therefore, vampires cannot be explained from the perspective of normal creatures.

At this time, the night was dark outside the window. Ashu Rufate came to the window and stared at the night sky. He had a familiar feeling, as if he had stared at the night sky like this countless times.

At this time, someone suddenly started knocking on the door of his room. The person who came pushed the door at the beginning, but found that the door was locked from the inside and then started knocking on the door.

Ashu Rufate came to the door of the room and hid his body beside him when he opened it. It was so late that no one would come to visit him. Either a messenger bringing urgent news or a poisoned dagger. With Byron's personality, he would not give up such a simple solution to the problem whenever possible.

He opened the door with a sudden force, and the secret magic of summoning the Sword of Desolation was already churning in his mind. But at the door was not the stranger he expected, but a figure he was very familiar with.

It's the little girl here.

"You..." Ashu Rufat wanted to speak, but he had no chance to continue speaking, because the little girl jumped up and hugged his neck.

"Ash Rufate, you are back!" the little girl shouted against his neck. Ash Rufate's gaze went over the little girl's back and saw the hunched body wearing a black cloak.

It was my mother-in-law who accompanied the little girl. At this moment, although the little girl did not act like a queen at all, the mother-in-law seemed to see nothing and maintained the smile that the old man was accustomed to.

By the way, this mother-in-law was not a reliable person. Otherwise, how could she cooperate with the little girl to sneak out of the palace and wander around the dangerous streets?

"Why didn't you come to see me right away when you come back?" The little girl finally let go of her arm and stood on the ground. She was not wearing a normal outfit, but she looked more like she was getting up after going to bed. Because the one she was wearing should be a nightgown.

"There are many things to deal with," Ash Rufate replied. Since the young queen moved to Byron's regent's residence, the number of maids and guards has been greatly reduced. In fact, there are only a small team of twenty ordinary soldiers responsible for the protection work in this residence.

"What kind of thing?" asked the little girl.

"We are going to start the war," said Ashu Rufate. "War...a real war."

Maybe the word "war" reminded the little girl something, and she bit her lip.

"They told me that my previous order was a complete failure. It was equivalent to sending reinforcements to Byron." The little girl said softly. She tried her best to make herself say this in a calm tone, but in fact she still showed some anxiety.

"Yes, they said it's right." Ashu Rufate welcomed his mother-in-law into the door, then closed the door and locked it.

"Then why do you want..."

"Your Majesty, you should know that the denser the grass grows, the more effort it will be to cut it." Ashrufate said. "Our country allows nobles to have private troops and build strong fortresses. More than eighty nobles mean at least eighty fortresses. Even in the most optimistic way, it will take decades to conquer them one by one. When a person wants to protect his property and power, he will generally fight to the end regardless of everything."

"You mean," the little girl was confused by the words of Ashu Rufat. "Want to destroy them?"

"Yes, they must be destroyed." Ashrufate replied. "In the entire human world, no nobles of a country have such great power except our country. You should know this from those books - travel notes written by scholars, historical research, or other books. The nobles of our country have independent military powers, can promulgate their own laws in their own territory, and can also build strong fortresses that can resist long-term attacks. All of these powers are not restricted by law - except money and time, no force can prevent them from expanding their army and building more castles."

"This is an obvious flaw, which is the sequelae left by Garunas' unification of Groney in the short term." Asu Rufat stood up straight and said to the little girl.
Chapter completed!