"Why? Didn't you say that we should go to the north to help Grand Duke Rainer as soon as possible?" These lords did not understand Sir Andrew's opinion.

　　 Looking at the puzzled eyes of these people, Sir Andrew smiled slightly, with a subtle touch on his pale face.

　　 "I did say so, but don't you think about it for your own territory?"

　　 "What do you mean?" The lords frowned, seeming to understand something.

　　 Sir Andrew stood up from his chair and said, "We are willing to support Duke Rainer, but it does not mean that others are willing to support him!"

　　 "The Earl of Lorens has organized wars against Grand Duke Lena many times and fought him several times. There has been a lot of enmity between the two sides!"

"What's more, since we got close to the Earl of Crick, the lords who were close to the Earl of Lorrains have almost cut off contact with us. Have you left the territory? There is no guarantee that they will not covet our territory!"

　　 Sir Andrew's face was secretive, and the lords looked at each other when they heard it, and felt a little more disturbed.

　　 "Then, what shall we do?" the lords asked.

　　 Andrew narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "We have to give Count Lorans a deterrent!"

　　 "What deterrent?"

　　 "A deterrence that makes them afraid to act on our territory!" Sir Andrew's pale face was flushed, and he enjoyed the feeling of strategizing.

　　Except for the lords in the conference hall, what is the deterrence that Sir Andrew is talking about?

　　 It's just that since that day, news of the annihilation of the three thousand armies of the Kingdom of Bukerdern spread throughout the south.

　　 In addition, even more shocking news began to spread in the south.

　　 "I heard that the emperor of our country is about to change!"

　　 "Really? Who wants to usurp the throne?"

　　 In a city, several citizens gathered together and muttered and discussed, and one by one, breaking news came from their mouths.

　　 "It is not seeking power to usurp the throne, but returning to orthodoxy!"

"The Grand Duke of the Northern Territory, Reiner, said that His Majesty was an adulterous culprit of the Earl of Redmara and the Queen. He had organized a 30,000 army in the north to attack the imperial capital, pulling the emperor down and letting their Morand family members rise to power. !"

　　 "Ah? Really! His Majesty the Emperor is a wicked species?"

"I also heard that, but according to what they said, things seem to be like this. Count Redmara and the queen have been so close for more than ten years. Now when they think that the emperor is their son, It's not impossible!"

　　 "That's true, but can this Great Duke of the North make it?"

"What can't it be?" The speaker glanced at it without writing, and then said: "I don't know what you think, the most powerful army in the northern military world! That's a total of 30,000 North. Border Army!"

　　 "Besides, the previous emperor and the nomadic people in the east have suffered heavy losses. He may still have 10,000 people in his hands. How could he be the opponent of the 30,000 Northern Army?"

　　 "Thirty thousand people!" One person sighed with emotion: "What a terrible number, I really don't know how 30,000 people are gathered together!"

　　 News like this spread quickly in the south.

　　Earl Lorens was in his castle, and he also heard such remarks.

　　 "Is the information accurate?" Count Lorans frowned and looked at the entourage in front of him.

　　 "Accurately, at least from the intelligence I have collected, these words do have a certain degree of accuracy. You have known before that the imperial capital was defeated in the east, and now it is naturally difficult to resist the Northern Army's southward defeat!"

　　 Count Lorans got up from his chair, walked to the bedside of the castle, and looked into the distance with his hands on his back.

　　 The intelligence is indeed correct. He knows this, and the rush of the Kingdom of Bukerdern to the north of the net proves this point.

　　 And at this moment, the door of Lord Lorance's room was knocked again.

　　 A guard outside walked in and said, "My Lord Earl, the messenger of Earl Crick is pleased to see you!"

　　 Count Lorans raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then sorted his clothes: "I see, let them see me in ten minutes!"

　　 Then, he said to his entourage: "Go down first, continue to monitor the information, and notify me as soon as there is any change!"

　　The entourage nodded, saluted respectfully, and left the study.

　　 The messenger of Earl Creek walked into the study. Earl Lorans sat in a chair and said casually, "Is there anything wrong with your master?"

　　 The messenger hurriedly saluted respectfully, and then explained his intention.

"That's the Lord Earl. My master will go to the north to help the Grand Duke of the Northern Territory, Rainer, and the Grand Prince of the Northern Territory will surely win this war. I believe you know something. My master and the adults hope that Lord Earl You can take into account the overall situation and go to the north to help fight together!"

　　Earl Lorans smiled with interest, his opinion has changed a little, now that he has the advantage, still need my help?

　　Earl Lorans wanted to ask for a price, but who wanted this messenger to play his cards completely without a routine.

　　 He only listened to him saying neither humble nor overbearing: "My lord, what you can get is not determined by my master, but by the future emperor, Grand Duke of the North, Rainer!"

"My master’s invitation to go together is only from the same southerner. I hope that you will get a good impression of the emperor in the future. The Great Duke of the North is open-minded. If you don’t move, you may not be minded by him, but if you are at this time If you extend a helping hand, ~lightnovelpub.net~ will be remembered by him. As the father-in-law of the Great Duke of the North, my master can guarantee this, and now the North is already a win-win situation, I am afraid that you will not have much influence! "

　　'S remarks once again emphasized the true situation in the north, and also explained that after the war, if he did anything excessive, he would be liquidated.

　　 These remarks are not leaking. They gave Count Lorans a deterrent and also ensured that he would not oppose Reiner because of fear of liquidation. The only thing wrong was that Lorans was very shameless.

　　 But, in the face of life and death and the future, what is the point of having a little face?

　　 Sir Andrew was very accurate in his estimation. As expected, Lord Lorraine didn't get angry about it, but fell into contemplation.

　　 The messenger couldn't help letting go of his tight nerves and exhaled a suffocating breath.

After thinking about it for a while, Earl Lorance tapped on the table lightly, and said with an ugly expression: "Go back, tell your master, I am not afraid of any deterrence, but I will not take advantage of others. I will only surrender to the emperor for dangerous actions!"

　　 After returning, the messenger relayed the words to Earl Creek and Sir Andrew.

　　Earl Creek was a little angry about this, but Sir Andrew was full of joy.

　　 He knew that his plan had succeeded.

　　 The subtext of only surrendering to the emperor is that as long as Reiner can defeat the evil seeds of the imperial capital, and at the same time defeat the army of the Kingdom of Bukerdern, and successfully become the emperor, then he will immediately surrender.