Chapter 85: The Strange Lord of Youbao
Viscount Angelo walked cautiously in the corridors of the castle. Although he had been here many times, he had not yet adapted to the environment inside.
Dark and forbidding, the characteristics are like the underground city where ghosts live in horror stories. Why does the owner here like to live in such a place?
The Earl of Kent is really an unpredictable person in all aspects.
With his own thoughts in mind, Angelo turned a corner and stopped in an open place.
He straightened his clothes and walked slowly to a tall and gorgeous room door.
There were two guards holding halberds standing on the left and right of the door. Seeing Angelo approaching, they immediately crossed their weapons and blocked the door of the room.
The guard glanced coldly up and down Angelo, his look making him feel like a little lamb being targeted by a hungry wolf.
Remember, you are a noble, and the people standing in front of you are just two soldiers, and you are still the guest of their lord.
He regained some of his arrogance and tried hard not to appear timid. He puffed out his chest and said loudly in the tone he had developed in his position as Lord Seal:
"Viscount Angelo, the steward of the Belding Seal, came at the invitation of the Earl of Kent."
Damn it, I have seen the Earl several times, but his two personal guards still look like It’s like not knowing yourself.
Angelo was not just angry. In addition to his wounded pride, he was vaguely aware of some kind of fear hidden in his heart.
The high hopes that I came to seek refuge with in the early days are gone, and all that remains is the uneasiness of being under someone else’s roof.
The two guards still stood still, continuing to stare at Angelo, and the weapons blocking the door did not withdraw.
Angelo closed his eyes and waited quietly.
One minute, two minutes, it feels like a century.
Finally, a voice came from behind the heavy wooden door: "Come in."
Angelo breathed out softly.
The two guards withdrew their weapons, and one of them gently pushed the door open.
He adjusted his mentality and walked into the room slowly.
A "clang" sound came from behind, and the closing of the door made Angelo shudder involuntarily.
This is the Earl of Kent's study. The space is very large, but the atmosphere is even more weird than outside the room.
It was clearly broad daylight, but the windows of the room were tightly blocked with thick curtains, preventing even a trace of sunlight from entering.
The lighting in such a large room was only the faint light from a floor-standing candlestick. A man was sitting on a wicker chair next to the candlestick, concentrating on reading a thick book.
"Can he read the words clearly?"
As soon as Angelo had this thought, the man on the wicker chair spoke, although he did not raise his head to look at him.
"Mr. Viscount, please sit down."
Count Maltz Kent pointed to the chair on the other side of the candlestick.
This is a man with pale skin and a sinister face. He has a sharp nose and faint dark circles surrounding his sunken eye sockets. Although he is only middle-aged, the hair on his head is already half. bald.
"Thank you, Lord Kent."
Angelo swallowed, forced his weak legs to walk to the wicker chair and sat down, although he didn't know why his legs were weak.
"Then, Viscount Angelo, come and talk to me about Bailding."
The Earl of Kent said casually, his eyes still fixed on his book.
The other party was finally willing to mention Bailding's matter, and Angelo wanted to cry without tears.
I met the earl several times, but each time he was sent away lightly after a word or two. The only time I met him for a long time was when I was stayed for lunch, during which he unexpectedly Not a word was said.
We must seize the opportunity this time.
"Lord Kent, Paul Greyman, Lord of Arda, has detained our lord, Earl Myron Garnard, without authorization."
"And we, in order to protect Bailding's Glory, raised an army to fight against this arrogant lord, but in the end he was defeated."
......
Angelo spent nearly half an hour recounting in detail the "causes and consequences" that led to his exile.
"Your master is still in the opponent's hands, so you are so eager to raise troops. You are really brave and loyal!" Earl of Kent suddenly said this, without concealing the ridicule in his words.
Angelo's face turned red, and then he said seriously: "Indeed, we were dazzled by the other party's evil deeds and slander at that time, and his notice must have been distributed to What level of shamelessness does it take to fabricate something out of thin air?”
“So, you came to me for...”
"My Lord Earl, please make the decision for us. Please help us recapture Bailding! We...we have no place to stay now."
Then the room fell into silence.
Angelo waited like this. Just as he was getting more and more irritable, the Earl of Kent asked:
"So, what can I get?"
< br>Naked and unabashed.
Angelo was suddenly furious. In order to have a strong foreign aid, he had given so much money to the person in front of him. Now that he really needed help, the other person even asked him to open his mouth.
But he did not dare to show any anger, and still said in a humble tone: "Lord Kent, I can't give you anything now."
The Earl of Kent shook his head: "I'm not I mean now, but in the future. What can you give me after you take over the position of Lord of Bailding?"
Angelo was shocked: "My lord, Myron Gardner is still alive. Well, I...I..."
"Hmph, there is no need for us to hide it. Except for your careless young master, do you think you can hide the matter of old Canard from anyone else? Who can be saved? Now that the first step has been taken, there is no point in turning back.”
In just a moment, the other party's words made Angelo break into a cold sweat.
The Earl of Kent did not urge him, and just waited quietly for his reply.
"Lord Kent..." Angelo finally said:
"If you can help me obtain the position of Lord Bailding, I will cede you a town's land."< br>
The other party did not respond.
Angelo gritted his teeth and continued to increase the price: "Two towns!"
After waiting awkwardly for a while, there was still no response as expected.
“A barony!”
……
After repeatedly raising the price to no avail, Angelo finally collapsed. The other party’s appetite was too great.
But he couldn't give up. If he didn't grasp this straw, he would really have nothing. Before, I was looking for foreign aid targets everywhere, and only one person responded. Now it seems that I was really blind at that time.
He had no choice but to say the words that made his heart bleed: "Half of Bailding's territory, this is my final bottom line."
The Earl of Kent's fingers moved, slowly The ground tapped on the armrest of the chair, as if considering Angelo's words.
Angelo then noticed that the Earl's nails were long and pointed, making people's scalp numb just by looking at them.
He said bravely: "Your Majesty, if we cut it again, Bairdin will only have the city of Butuya left."
"Okay! It's settled."
The Earl of Kent finally agreed. Angelo breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt extremely distressed.
"You go back first, I will inform you when I am ready."
The count issued an order to expel guests, and Angelo had no choice but to obey. He stood up and bowed to the other party. , slowly left the room.
He knew not to be too impatient at this time.
From the moment he entered the room to the moment he left, the count's eyes never left the book, and he never glanced at him.
After the door was closed, Earl of Kent finally closed the book and put it on the small square table aside.
Then he picked up a water glass on the square table.
This is a water cup made of porcelain, very exquisite, with a lifelike rose drawn on it.
The count did not drink the water, but kept playing with the water glass in his hand. It was obvious that he liked this kind of vessel very much.
He looked at the water glass and said to himself: "Now, let me see which of you offers a higher price."
(End of this chapter)