"Does Earl Brady have anything to say?"

Jason stood in front of his seat and looked at Count Brady Gale who had fallen to the ground, his eyes cold, even cruel.

Because his son was also involved in that incident, don't blame Jason for being cruel, but for his own bad luck.

"Big...sir...no, your highness, I...I can explain!"

Earl Brady was pale and stammered.

"How do you want to explain to me?" Jason looked at him with a faint smile, and fumbled for the golden badge in his hand, which was the badge that represented the royal identity of Lopez.

"Then everything is the fault of that Lesner Keckel!"

Earl Brady knelt on the ground and moved to Jason's side, looked up at him and said in horror.

If the crime of murdering a member of the royal family is convicted, then the entire Gaelic family will pay the price for this matter, and it will even be destroyed, and the possibility is extremely high.

"You said he did it, I have to believe it?" Jason looked down at his sweaty face, his face calm.

"..."

Count Brady was desperate when he heard the words. He didn't know how to save his family from the genocide.

Jason still looked at him quietly, without speaking or doing other actions. The hall was full of depressive atmosphere, and the nobles present could not breathe.

"Yes! I can surrender the power in my hands, and I can also entrust all the benefits to you, and I will become your most loyal servant and firmest supporter."

Earl Brady suddenly had a look of hope on his face, and raised his head again to look at Jason. After seeing Jason's indifferent expression, he cruelly fell down and expressed his willingness to join Jason's camp.

"Brady, you..."

A nobleman suddenly stood up and pointed at Brady in disbelief. Unexpectedly, they hadn't negotiated terms with Jason, and a huge boost from them turned back.

He felt that all the nobles in Lucca City would unite against Jason, and it would be hard for Jason to kill them all. This is where their confidence lies.

But things are always full of surprises.

"Earl Peters, can't you see it yet?" Earl Brady turned his head to look at this man, with a desperate expression: "The general situation is over, and those who resist will be the dust under the wheels of the adults."

"Dear Marquis, if you practice tyranny in this way, are you not afraid that we will rise up to resist?"

Count Peters looked at Jason with gloomy eyes. The extraordinary powerhouse he had brought was still waiting outside the door, and he still didn't believe what Jason was doing with him.

"Who are you?" Jason asked back, he was not familiar with the nobles in Lucca City.

"you!"

The Earl of Peters mistakenly thought that Jason was humiliating him, and his face flushed with anger.

"This is the patriarch of the Yingde family, Earl Peters Yingde." Zola, who seemed to be doing nothing, reminded in a low voice: "He is also one of the speakers of the noble council."

It turned out to be like this, Jason understood in an instant that he was reluctant to hold the right, and wanted to unite many nobles to resist him. It was really shameful.

"Earl Peters, you must think clearly about what you just said, and be responsible for this sentence."

Jason turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who looked very gloomy, as he was born from one's heart, and he didn't look like a good person.

Of course, against Jason, he is not a good person...

"Of course I will be responsible for my own words, but Lord Marquis is also responsible for my actions."

Earl Peters refused to give up, pressing his hands on the table and struck back at Jason one sentence after another.

And he has always been called the Marquis of Jason, not His Royal Highness, which is tantamount to vetoing that Jason still has the right to inherit the throne, making it clear that he will not support him in that position.

"Then let me see how you want to resist."

Jason smiled, folded his hands on his chest, and said meaningfully that he had already left Beowulf outside the door, and if the men brought by these people dared to act rashly, there would only be one ending.

"Don't regret it." The muscles on Earl Peters' cheek twitched. He wanted to force Jason to withdraw his order, but he didn't expect to drive himself to a dead end, but at this time it was really hard to get off.

"Come on!"

He yelled angrily. This was a signal he had said to his men in advance. As long as he gave an order, they would break in. They had planned to capture Zola, but now they changed their minds.

It's just a pity that no one responded to his voice.

The sweat on Count Peters' forehead immediately came out, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

The expressions of several nobles here also changed drastically, and suddenly stood up and called out the names of their subordinates, but none of them got a response.

"Jason Lopez, what did you do?"

When Earl Peters saw that someone had the same experience as him, he was immediately emboldened, and pointed to Jason angrily.

"Ah!!!" It was just that the next moment he fell on the seat with his hand clutching his hands and started screaming, blood flowing from his fingers.

Morando was standing not far from him, playing with the dagger in his hand, and he just cut off the finger of Count Peters pointing to Jason.

Everyone was stunned. Is this the rhythm of doing something if you don't agree? How dare this Jason?

Earl Wheeler, who was sitting on the other side, couldn't help sighing. Why did Earl Peters and the others bother? Is there still no situation at this time?

Maybe they didn't see the situation clearly, but forced themselves not to see this cruel reality clearly, holding the last trace of fantasy in their hearts, and doing the last struggle.

"Don't stand up, everyone, sit down and talk." Jason smiled and sat back in his seat and said.

But no one responded to his words~lightnovelpub.net~ The people who stood up were silent there, and there was only the violent gasp of Count Peters from the pain in the whole hall.

"I said... Sit down!" Jason leaned forward and shouted, but his face was still calm, as if he was not angry.

Several nobles woke up like a dream, wiping the sweat from their foreheads and sat back on their seats tremblingly. Their capable men may have encountered an accident.

If you continue to hold on at this time, maybe this crazy Marquis Jason will kill them all one by one.

Zola looked at Jason in astonishment. He didn't expect this guy to have such a tough side. This momentum has completely suppressed all the nobles present.

Looking at their reaction, the success of Jason's plan to seize power this time is inseparable.

Although the other major nobles have not spoken out yet, they have not come forward for Jason to do so, presumably they have already made a decision in their hearts.

"His Royal Highness, the old man has something to say." Earl Wheeler, who was over half a hundred years old, slowly got up and saluted Jason respectfully.