"Burned?"

When the Duke of Phoenix heard the news, his first reaction was that the young Earl and Lynch were too courageous.

This is no longer the Middle Ages. The grievances and grievances of nobles are often resolved by war. He thought that the two sides would just fight for a while.

I didn't expect it to be so terrifying when I shot it.

He took off his glasses and looked at the sky outside the window, feeling a little dazed.

He remembered... now it seems that he should have just had dinner, why is it so dark that it makes people feel a little depressed?

I took out a pocket watch inlaid with many precious stones and handmade by a famous watch master, and took a look. It was almost nine o'clock at this time.

For the Duke of Phoenix, he may have just put his head down and solved one thing, or not even one thing.

When I looked up again, it was nine o'clock.

While lamenting that the time passed too quickly, he leaned back on the chair and asked a little tiredly, "Did you go to the fire station?"

"went!"

The butler answered his question truthfully.

His Excellency the Duke asked again, "How many people died?"

There was some unconcealable sarcasm in his tone. In his opinion, people must have died this time, and many died.

It would have turned into an international joke if it wasn't handled well, and it would have revealed something about Gafla that was the last thing they wanted to show the world.

Of course, this is also the reason why the Duke of Phoenix was able to stop mediating. As long as one party strikes too hard, he has a reason to forcibly end this "war".

He can even take advantage of the pressure brought by international public opinion to directly clean up a certain party!

It is not fair to the entire Gafra people to cause some malicious speculation in the international community about Gefra because of a very small number of people.

This is a good opportunity. As long as someone dies, the Privy Council will order the judiciary to investigate the case, and there will be suitable evidence for the arrest and trial.

The corner of the butler's mouth moved slightly, "Master, no one died."

"They kicked out the people inside before they burned it, they just burned an empty house and the valuables inside."

The Duke of Phoenix was a little surprised, and felt that this was in line with the rules of the nobles.

"What about those people in Kipling, who just watched their properties burn down?"

There is a reserved smile on the butler's face, you can tell that he is smiling, but if you ignore his eyes, you will find that there is no such thing as a smile on his facial expression.

A pair of intelligent, talking eyes!

"Of course they wouldn't do that. It's just that the little earl and Lynch arranged another group of people to block them in their own home."

"My lord, there are other things that I think I should tell you."

The Duke of Phoenix nodded, "I'm listening."

"When the little earl's men attacked, they raised the banner..."

The Duke of Phoenix was really stunned by this news right now!

"Stand up the banner?"

He asked again, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, many people have seen it!"

Banners can't be used at all times. The banners of nobles represent the core of a family and often appear with the head of the family or the main members of the family.

And most of the time it appears in foreign battles!

They rarely do that internally, there is no need for their own people to tremble under the butcher knife in their hands!

Where there are flags, there is war.

The Duke of Phoenix gasped. He scratched his scalp. The numb and comfortable feeling did not make him feel very comfortable. "This is troublesome."

After these words, the room fell into silence again.

This is a declaration of war in the true sense. If it was in the past, the Middle Ages or even ancient times, it meant that a war between two nobles had begun.

They would gather their forces and fight dog-brains on the land between each other's territories until one was captured or surrendered.

Then they will pay the ransom or indemnity, end this war, and start to build up strength for the next war.

In fact, for an old man like the Duke of Phoenix, it is a great thing that young nobles still have blood courage, but it is really not the right time for them to explode.

After a while, he shook his head, "Forget it, don't care, they can do whatever they like."

"Go and help me spread the word, tell them not to involve innocent people, and don't cause any terrible casualties. Whoever makes this a scandal will be out first!"

When the butler went to deliver the message, Kipling and the old nobleman finally broke through the group of men in black who were blocking them, and came to the leather goods store.

Originally, this place used to be the pride of the old nobleman, but looking at it now, the old nobleman understood for the first time what it meant to cry when he was clearly in pain, but there were no tears.

His eyes were red, his blood pressure might have risen a bit, and the bloodshots on the whites of his eyes were fuller than ever before.

The fire was almost burnt out, and more than a dozen fire trucks poured water into it continuously, and the fire was finally brought under control.

The smell of burning, the smell of burned leather, and the residual heat of the ground.

Just being close to the fire site, you can feel that the temperature here is significantly higher than other places. Whenever cold water is poured into the fire site, there will be a heat wave from the inside out.

Those who stood a little closer were forced to take a few steps back!

There is no doubt that there is nothing in it!

The old noble's hands were tightly clenched into fists, he turned his head to look at the expressionless Kipling, and gritted his teeth.

"This is a war, and now, the war has begun!"

He didn't actually mean to say this at the beginning, he wanted to curse Kipling, but he soon realized that doing so was meaningless, and would instead create some gap between Kipling and him.

What he has to do now is to unite all forces and come back with revenge!

What happened that night spread throughout the entire island before ten o'clock, and even His Majesty the Emperor knew about the incident and its outcome.

He immediately summoned some royalist nobles into the palace. Lynch had already started a war with the noble group, so it was time for him to work hard.

He was still a little excited right now.

He hasn't felt this way for many years, and since he ascended the throne, it's hard to get overly excited.

But at this moment, he felt that feeling again, the excitement of not knowing the result, feeling uneasy in his heart, and actively working hard.

It makes people tremble and look forward to it.

It's like... like his father, the night before the previous emperor completely abandoned him and planned to announce who would inherit the throne!

The blood is boiling up!

"This is our last chance!"

In the empty ruler's hall, there were only thirty or so nobles, not even occupying a third of the seats.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't feel discouraged because of this, he looked at the dark sky in the distance through the open front door, with an astonishing look in his eyes.

"I have had many enemies in my life, and I have defeated them every time, and this time is no exception."

"You try your best to cooperate with Lynch and split up the noble group. As long as they can't unite, we will definitely not lose."

"This is a very critical battle. We don't need to win. As long as we don't lose, it is a victory for us!"

"For the police station... I need you to be blind, deaf, and dumb."

"We can't ignore the struggles among the nobles during this period, and of course we can't let go of ordinary cases, and the law and order in the imperial capital can't drop too much..."

"Get your people ready, give them uniform clothes that are easy to distinguish, and then wait for new instructions..."

A series of orders were issued from the mouth of the emperor, and the morale of the royalist nobles was greatly boosted. They were in the dark, but they had already seen the dawn before the dawn!

The aristocracy, the capitalists...

Countless people were doomed to be unable to sleep peacefully that night, and the sudden actions of the little earl made people realize that the hypocritical peace in the Privy Council had finally been broken.

After the old nobleman returned home, he immediately began mobilizing his staff, and he would not let him go so easily.

The nobles’ wars in the Middle Ages burned money, and their wars now also burn money. Whoever can’t bear it first will be the loser!

In addition to preparing by himself, the old nobleman is also actively contacting some of his friends. He saw the banners belonging to different families. This is no longer a one-on-one war, it is a battle between two noble factions. war!

After a night of turmoil, the emperor did not sleep.

The next morning, Lynch got up early.

Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood.

"You can sleep a little longer..."

The sun came in from the window, and Jenia gave Lynch a perfect back view, and her smooth skin was very textured under the sunlight.

Her figure and skin are well maintained. As an actress, besides her acting skills and her pretty face, the most important thing is her figure.

All the most outstanding and effective cutting-edge technologies in the world are for the rich, and this tenet of Gefla is equally effective.

It is said that what is the Royal Secret Soup~lightnovelpub.net~ A bath water made of herbs and various things can keep the skin firm.

The most important thing is actually self-discipline.

Lynch lay sideways on the bed, propped his head on his hands, "Today may be very lively, if you don't get up early, you won't be able to see a lot of excitement."

Genia seemed to realize something, "Are you going to the Privy Council?"

Lynch then stood up, "Why not?"

He walked naked into the bathroom, and the moment the hot water washed over his body, he had the urge to pee.

He doesn't tell people he pees in the shower, which is what most people do.

"We will all go. We were the victors in yesterday's battle, so we should appear in front of people as victors."

"Instead of sneaking around and celebrating in the shade, that's not our style!"