In the wind and snow, a young man from Gefra was panting heavily.

With each gasp, a large cloud of white mist would spray out from his mouth, blurring the things in front of him for a moment.

It was too cold, but he was covered in sweat, and fighting was always the most exhausting exercise.

The stick in his hand was not as flexible as it was at the beginning. He was hit on the head with someone else's stick, and his head was buzzing.

This is a brawl, and the nobles are unwilling to end it in such cold weather, and of course they are elegant, and they will not do it themselves.

The fact that a group of old nobles were beaten up several times by the young count has already fermented. In the eyes of the nobles, this is obviously an uncivilized act.

Like their noble ancestors in the Middle Ages, they lead their retainers into battle—mainly letting the retainers fight while they stand and watch.

In this way, you will not lose your dignity, but you can also vent your anger, which is very in line with the preferences of the nobles.

Today, such a battle broke out.

The two nobles had conflicts because of robbing business before. They had no good way to deal with this kind of hatred before, but now they have.

After a stagger, the young man unexpectedly hit the opponent's shin with a stick, the calf was suddenly broken, coupled with the fear of pain, his opponent fell to the ground all at once.

He was hit on the head by his opponent just now, and the time he has seen so far is all red, the sky and the earth are always spinning, and even standing there is a feeling of losing balance!

The anger in his heart reached the extreme, maybe it was because of anger, maybe it was because of other reasons, he looked at the opponent who fell on the ground, and raised the stick in his hand!

He aimed at the man's head and smashed it down!

one time…

Twice...

Three times!

With a click, the side of the head of the person lying on the ground was sunken, and the eyeballs protruded from the eye sockets as if they were about to be squeezed out.

Blood flowed out from his five sense organs, and his body had already started to twitch.

People, there is a high probability... no, it is absolutely hopeless.

A kind of pleasure that he didn't expect grew from his body. Human beings are definitely the cruelest species among all creatures. Whether it's killing aliens or killing the same kind, after a short period of fear, there will be some kind of oppression. The thrill!

Depriving others of their lives and dominating their lives is itself one of the core elements of power.

In fact, from the beginning of the fight between the little earl and Kipling to the last second, the nobles have maintained the most basic bottom line, that is, they can be injured, but they cannot die.

After all, death is a very barbaric thing. Every day someone tells others that even the emperor has no right to deprive others of their lives at will.

Nobles, naturally not.

There's always been injuries, but there's always been no deaths, and that's the bottom line.

Only today, that line seems to have been crossed.

When the first person dies, his friends, those friends who have a good relationship, will attack frantically to avenge him until the person who killed him is killed by them.

But the reverse is also the same, this fight is rapidly getting out of control.

The Prime Minister is dealing with some of the work that flows in from across the country every day, and some internationally, and with the arrival of Commonwealth food on Gafferaben Island, public anxiety has been well eased.

After the nobles discovered that the people could fill their stomachs without their food, the grain merchants began to actively lower prices.

Obviously they could have done this a long time ago, but they chose not to do it for some benefits, and instead caused Gefra to lose some important scientific and technological achievements.

The prime minister was very annoyed, but there was nothing good to do.

Behind those grain merchants are nobles.

It is easy to mobilize grain merchants, but it is very troublesome to mobilize nobles.

Just as he was dealing with work, his butler stood at the door of the study with some surprise on his face.

The prime minister heard footsteps, he put down the pen in his hand, took off his glasses, and looked at the butler standing at the door, "Is there anything I need to know?"

There was a hint of joy in the steward's voice, "Master, they killed someone, and it is said that more than 20 people died!"

The Prime Minister paused as he wiped the lens with deerskin, and immediately realized, "Twenty people died?"

The butler nodded vigorously, as if doing so would reassure the Prime Minister that it was all true.

"Too bad!" In the next second, the Prime Minister's face was full of smiles, but what he said and what he showed were completely different sides.

He stood up and walked a few steps back and forth, "It's too bad, let the police move, arrest the group of people first, and don't let the nobles behind those people go..."

He said and walked towards the door, "I'm going to the palace, and I won't be back for dinner tonight."

Killing someone is very, very good news for the prime minister. What the nobleman did during this period made him fully understand Lynch's words.

Overthrowing the royal family, as well as the nobles, the prime minister will always be just one person, and what he has done is indeed helpful to the country on the surface.

But from a long-term point of view, it will make Gefra completely eliminated from the first echelon.

The greed and short-sightedness of the nobles is a headache. Once the royal family is overthrown, the nobles are rich and powerful. If they have the power to control the cabinet, they will have no political opponents at all.

An absolute ruling class is absolutely destructive to a country.

The idea of ​​suppressing the nobles has been kept in mind since Lynch chatted with him.

The fundamental reason why he has allowed the nobles to make more and more nonsense during this period of time, and even cooperated with some nobles' nonsense, is that he hopes that the nobles will make mistakes first.

Only when the nobles make mistakes first, can he take back the power of the nobles.

The prime minister did not organize a convoy for this trip, only a very inconspicuous car, and sent him to the palace, and no one even noticed it.

The meeting with the emperor was in His Majesty's study, and the two faced each other alone again, feeling a little emotional with each other.

One is a irascible solitary husband, perhaps because of his irascible personality developed during his ascension to the throne, and the evaluation of him by the outside world is inseparable from the two terms "tyrant" and "dictator".

Especially idling the Prime Minister and holding the power of the entire country alone, which made his dictator's name even more resounding.

As for the prime minister, a great nobleman who has been idle for almost a lifetime.

When he was selected by the emperor as prime minister, he thought it would be a good opportunity to prove his political talents.

He has thought of at least a few sets of governance plans to make Gefra glow with new brilliance!

To meet him, indeed a long mascot career.

He has no power in his hands.

As long as it has something to do with financial power and the budget, people will go to the Minister of Finance and His Majesty the Emperor, and the two people will nod and agree, which is the real approval.

It has nothing to do with financial rights... other ministers can handle it themselves, and there is no need to add an additional procedure.

He just stayed in the position of prime minister in such an embarrassing way, thinking that he would have no chance in his life, and the emperor would not allow him to resign.

Where can I find such an obedient prime minister who is willing to be manipulated by others?

Until this moment, the status of the two parties has undergone tremendous changes, and the hearts of both have become more complicated.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?" His Majesty the Emperor looked at the Prime Minister and said something that would make ordinary people sweat like a chatter.

Everyone knew that he was not lying. When he killed his brothers and sisters, he had no means at all. So killing a prime minister was a matter of starting and falling.

The Prime Minister was not frightened by him, and shook his head with a smile, "You won't kill me."

"Why?" His Majesty asked, he was a little curious because the Prime Minister's tone was very firm.

This kind of feeling is actually very uncomfortable. No one likes their behavior to be guessed and mastered by others. His Majesty the Emperor asked, "Why do you think that I will not kill you? I can do that, and it is very important to me." Simple."

"Whether I do it or not, you all call me a tyrant, which happens to be the tyrant's 'business scope'!"

Isn't that right, killing ministers is a typical tyrant's style, and there is nothing wrong with saying that.

The prime minister smiled without being nervous at all, "You will not change the current situation even if you kill me. The downfall of the royal family is already the wish of all the nobles."

"The royal families of the past dynasties have suppressed the nobles too hard, but they have given them some illusory fantasies, allowing them to accumulate strength."

"Now they know how to resolve the conflict between the aristocratic group and the royal family. This is no longer something that can be changed if I live or die."

His Majesty the Emperor nodded, "Yes, you are right, whether you live or you die, it doesn't make any sense to the whole thing."

"So, can you tell me what you're here for?"

He didn't say nonsense like "come here to laugh at the losers", and he may not be a loser to the emperor.

The Prime Minister talked about what happened outside, "More than 20 people died in the armed fight that happened today. They are getting more and more reckless. I need your strength."

His Majesty the Emperor was silent for a while, "I'm very embarrassed."

He shook his head, "Try to convince me, if you convince me, I will help you with this matter."

The Prime Minister sighed with a smile ~lightnovelpub.net~ Many people think that the emperor of Gefra is just a violent person who has no art of ruling.

But how could a violent person keep Gefla at his peak for twenty years?

He's just a little grumpy and tends to get emotional when dealing with problems.

It's been done before, it's nothing.

The world was actually small back then.

But not anymore, because the world is big.

The war between Gefra and Penteio actually originated from His Majesty's emotional state.

If he hadn't regarded Penteo's refusal to provide a port for Gefra's navy to dock and rest as a humiliation to him, then the subsequent war would not have broken out until it spread to the whole world!

Gafla should not pay for someone's mistakes, this isn't medieval anymore!