In Fornoros City, in Byron's conference room, the atmosphere was solemn.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, and everyone was like clay sculptures and puppets, not even a little slight sound.

Byron sat in the chief of the conference room with a pale face. This was not because there was something he didn't like at the meeting, but because his face had not been better for the past period of time. As for the reasons, the fool knew it. Essin and Cleo betrayed Byron and defected to the Queen's camp. In order to express their position to the Queen, the two traitors burned down the most critical grain warehouse in the city, and then captured the eldest son of Duke Byron, Byerheim.

The little queen was really unambiguous. The day after he was caught by Baierheim, he was executed with a wooden stake, and his body was displayed for two days. This action also clearly expressed the queen's attitude: the entire Byron clan must die, and there is no room for compromise.

Having said that, it is very normal to stand in the position of the queen. After every king successfully suppresses rebellion (especially those rebellions that have nothing to do with the royal family), the ending of the rebels is that they are killed by the entire family.

"About the search for traitors..." Seeing that his subordinates didn't say anything, Byron had to speak on his own. "How is it?"

"Mr. Duke, all... have been arrested and executed." An officer wearing armor replied.

This was the order issued by Byron. Due to Essin, he believed that the group of people brought from the Eagle City was extremely unreliable and could cause chaos at any time in this crisis, so he ordered everyone to be arrested. Because he did not have time to carefully select and interrogate, he simply executed all such people.

In fact, everyone here understands that these people have nothing to do with Essing at all. This is entirely because Byron takes his anger. But who dares to jump out of his opinion at this time? The fierce light flashing in Byron's eyes these days is obvious enough, and it seems like he wants to eat someone alive.

Although it is pitiful, it can only make those unlucky people like unjust souls.

Byron had only two legal offspring, and both of them were dead now. Of course, he still had a grandson as his heir... But for a person, losing his son in middle age is a huge blow.

Byron nodded, his face looked a little better. Those dead ghosts were all brought by him when he was the Regent, but they were rich and powerful, and they became hidden dangers in this crisis. He thought so. But his thoughts turned to another direction - almost all of his original vassals betrayed. These people were not speculating under his command midway, but ministers inherited from generation to generation by their family.

Damn it! I remember back then, didn’t all these people lie on his feet and wagged their tails to compete for favor? But he was just defeated, and everyone immediately betrayed him!

Byron thought so in his heart, his face that had just recovered became ugly again. His eyes swept across the subordinates present. To his subordinates, this gaze seemed like a sharp blade, making everyone tremble and chill all over.

Everyone knows that Byron has already been red in his eyes at this time, otherwise he would not have issued the previous order.

But at least Byron is still rational, so he just looked at it for a while, but he didn't do anything special.

"How is the food in the city...?" he asked.

"Duke." A subordinate stood up and answered, but he did not dare to face Byron's face. "According to the current investigation, there are still three months of food in the city. However, most of this food is from private warehouses... mainly food merchants..."

"During the war, I have the right to temporarily collect it." Byron immediately replied. "When the war is over, I will compensate them. What about the others?"

"I'm sorry, the grain warehouse was burned thoroughly before," replied his subordinate. "The traitor of Essin must have accumulated a lot of asphalt in the warehouse... All the food has been completely destroyed and cannot be eaten. In addition, our meat reserves... have been basically lost... and..."

Byron waved his hand and interrupted his subordinates. "Anyway, there are three months left." He said gloomyly. "According to the usual logic, if you save your diet, you should be able to have four months. I can delay four months, but that little girl can't delay four months!"

Usually such news will cause discussion among subordinates, and at least it will cause a series of whispers. However, this time the situation is special. Although Byron revealed this important news, none of his subordinates dared to talk too much.

"Everyone, that little girl," Byron said. I don't know when he has not mentioned the word "Queen", and he always uses "little girl" as a subtitle. "The finances have collapsed. The alliance for commercial blockade in Eagle City has been formed. Now, on the surface, she surrounds my city, but in fact she is surrounded by others. And it is an encirclement that she cannot break."

He said confidently. Some time ago, through the contact of the Chamber of Commerce, he already knew about urging debts to the Queen. Although those merchants were hiding their affairs and left a little room for leeway. But as long as the little queen turned against her, the alliance would inevitably be formed. This was something he had planned and promoted. In fact, at the beginning, Byron hoped that the whole thing would not be resolved on the battlefield.

Although the situation has become the worst, and because of the war, the magic communication has basically been cut off. But Byron believes that at this time in Eagle City, things are moving towards what he originally planned.

Now, the prime minister who stayed in Eagle City, the dead old man named Ellen, would definitely not be able to deal with that situation. Ellen is the kind of person who attaches great importance to reputation, attaches importance to aristocratic traditions, and has a very high self-esteem. Once he finds that he can't pay the debt (the debt is 50,000 million, the little girl's treasury will never be able to take it out), and the people of the Chamber of Commerce are entangled, the old man will definitely be embarrassed and angry. He will directly arrest the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce and put it in a cell.

Then he was like stabbing a hornet's nest! The merchants are not united in normal times, but when it is really critical, they will not be vague. Especially for this kind of thing. Once the merchants feel that their safety and interests are threatened, then...

Fornoros can last for four months, but how long can the Hawk City last? At least before the war began, the little girl did not do anything like increasing reserves.

He was very sure about this matter because he knew Elin very well. Things would definitely develop like this. It was her big mistake to choose Elin as the prime minister.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved a lot and his face improved a little.

He looked at the subordinates here again. At this moment, the subordinates still looked at their noses and their hearts, which made him suddenly feel angry because they didn't seem to believe what he said.

But as a monarch, Byron could not ignore his identity, so he could only announce the end of the meeting.

When all his subordinates left and he was the only one left in the huge conference room, Byron came to the window of the conference room. This was the highest point of Fornoros City. From the window, you could see the residential area under your feet. At this moment, due to the war, the whole city was martial law and teams of armed soldiers could be seen patrolling the streets.

For some reason, he felt an instinctive danger. This was not because he saw some bad omen, but because he had no reason, panic from his heart. Because he suddenly remembered what the consequences would be for the failure of the war.

If a traitor is successful, it means changing dynasties in good terms, and it means separating one side in bad terms. But if it fails, it means wandering around the world and hiding his name. To the bad terms, it means that the whole clan is destroyed without leaving any remains. This is the ruthless rule of the human world, so the risks and interests of treason are absolutely coexisting.

No, I won't lose! He quickly threw this terrible idea out of his mind. I will win, I have such a big advantage...

"... Do you think you can win at the gambling table if you get a good hand?" For some reason, he remembered the other party's crazy words when he met Ashu Rufate. Now Byron already knew that Ashu Rufate was not dead. Although the shells pulled the armor off him, it did not hurt him. This can only be said to be super lucky.

"Do you think I am a gambler like you? Unfortunately, you and I are not on the same level at all. On the surface, I don't have good cards in my hand, but I can change my cards from the mountain of cards at any time, and I can also slip out of my seat to look at your trump card at any time. As long as I want to win me, the only chance you can not let me go to the gambling table. But as long as I go to the card table and in front of me, you are just a clown..."

When he first heard Ash Rufate's words, he only felt the other party's arrogance and was very angry. But now when he looked back, he found that he had a trembling from the bottom of his heart. That Ash Rufate...

"Dude." A voice sounded, bringing Byron's reason back to reality. The person who spoke was one of his maids who was coming in to clean the conference room - after each meeting, the conference room needed to be cleaned, plot furniture, and tidy up tables and chairs.

This maid was just an ordinary servant. She had originally watched Byron watch by the window, so she greeted him. However, Byron turned around, looking pale and sweating profusely.

"Master Duke..." She screamed again in surprise.

Byron did not answer, he just walked towards the door. However, his steps were stiff. It was better to say that he was moving his legs little by little than walking.

...

"Dear friend, you have to understand one thing! This is not the queen's meaning, but my personal meaning." Cleo said with a smile. "Queen, I sent me here to wipe out the rebellious forces! Do you understand? Suppression! I'm not here to negotiate! I'm sitting here to negotiate. This matter itself is a distortion of the queen's orders... If the queen knew about it, I'm afraid she would order me to hang. In this case, you still bargain with me?" He was laughing, but it was not just laughing. "Marquis Marquis, you probably don't know what happened to the former Earl of Rebas."
Chapter completed!