Chapter 253 The Bishop’s Visit
“Trash!”
A huge roar echoed in the hall.
In the Duke's Palace in Center City, where Duke Ferdinand's birthday was originally celebrated, a group of people were gathering inside.
Sitting on the main seat in the hall is none other than Count Maltz Kent, the heir to Duke Ferdinand. Sitting on both sides are the vassals of the Kent family and the former Duke Ferdinand who already regard Maltz as their leader. vassal.
At this moment, the earl was glaring angrily at the man kneeling at the foot of the steps - his son Jais Kent.
Jais knelt on the ground motionless with his head lowered, bearing his father's anger.
"The prestige of our family is about to end in your hands!"
Maltz Kent was extremely sad. This failure was really an unbearable blow.
How many enemies have suffered by the family heads of past generations, relying on their hard-earned strength? After a long and difficult journey, the strength of the No. 2 family in Northwest Bay was finally established step by step.
Whenever he recalls the glorious achievements in his family's history, Maltz Kent feels a sense of pride in his heart.
Now, my son has shattered this pride with his own hands.
The army of more than 8,000 people was beaten to pieces in one battle. Only more than 2,000 people escaped with Jiaaisi. It was so embarrassing!
What will others think of your family in the future? A vase that looks good but breaks when knocked? All kinds of bad descriptions kept popping up in Malz Kent's mind.
“You said there was a fire crossbow on the other side, and I specially mobilized more than 1,500 archers for you. Those were archers who had been trained for many years, but in the end they were all ruined by you, a loser. ! ”
Maltz Kent cursed his son angrily, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.
Not only the invisible reputation, but also the real military power was ruined by this son. Although this archer unit originally belonged to Duke Ferdinand, as the duke's heir and the actual controller of Center City, this unit actually belonged to him.
Unlike ordinary soldiers, this archer unit trains two afternoons a week. How can such an "elite soldier" be gone without causing him heartache?
Seeing his uncle’s tendency to continue scolding, the “royal representative” Emerson Wilder quickly stood up and persuaded: “Uncle Kent, no one can say for sure what will happen on the battlefield. Cousin Ace has already reflected deeply. Now that we have suffered a setback, we cannot get into trouble."
After Emerson spoke, others in the hall also tried to persuade him.
Maltz Kent sat down again, breathed a few sighs of relief, and asked him: "Is there any news from Jingyao?"
Emerson replied cautiously: "It hasn't come back yet, the royal family They are busy dealing with the rebellion in the south, and they must not care about the affairs in the northwest."
"Hmph! I just hope they don't care about it. If our 'His Majesty the King' interferes again, we will take care of this. I don’t know how long the thorns will have to wait!”
Although he suffered a defeat, the outcome of the war always depends on the overall strength of both sides, and he has absolute confidence in this.
The Earl's mood gradually calmed down, and he felt a little regretful for his gaffe just now. He was about to become a Duke, so he should keep his emotions and anger indistinct.
His tone softened and he said to Jais: "Okay, my child. As little Emerson said, no one can say for sure what happens on the battlefield. I can tolerate a temporary failure. You get up first." !”
Jais then stood up, walked to the side and stood silently, and quietly gave Emerson a grateful look when he passed by.
"Father, please allow me to gather a group of troops again. I must wash away this shame with my own hands!"
"Don't worry, send someone to the other party to explore the situation first! On the one hand, We need time to think about how to deal with the fire crossbow and thunder hammer. On the other hand, spring plowing is coming, which is not suitable for fighting. "...
After discussing with all the vassals, Malz Kent welcomed an unexpected guest - Leonard, the northwest bishop.
This surprised the Earl. This bishop usually stayed in the church to preach and preached. He never liked to interact with nobles like them. What made him take the initiative to visit?
Could it be? A bad idea came to the earl's mind. He quickly called a close guard and said: "Take good care of my little friend and our lord the Duke."
Looking at the guard's leaving figure, the earl thought in his heart I comforted myself with a few words: It's okay, I'm usually so cautious.
He went to a small reception room and ordered his servant to lead the guests here.
...
Leonard walked slowly into the reception room with the servant, and immediately saw Maltz Kent who was already waiting for him inside.
The heir to the duke stood up and said: "Welcome, welcome. As soon as you, the bishop, come to the door, the entire duke's palace is bathed in the light of God."
"The count is joking. , the glory of the Lord of Light always shines on each of us."
Leonard bowed slightly and saluted him, facing Maltz Kent, who was about to become the largest secular lord in the Northwest Gulf. The bishop of his region also had to be more cautious.
The two of them sat down separately, and Leonard suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Although the other party had a smile on his face and the fireplace was burning in the living room, Leonard felt a chill both physically and mentally.
This feeling became even more obvious when he set his sights on the earl.
He had met the person in front of him several times before, but this time when he came into close contact with him, he found that the earl gave people a much different feeling than before.
What kind of person is this?
The thin face, well-cut beard, and a calm and graceful temperament are no different from ordinary middle-aged nobles.
One thing is surprising. The count's face is not as rosy as that of a healthy person, but as pale as that of a seriously ill person. However, his eyes are really bright, as if they can spit out flames. , just looking at those eyes, no one would doubt that the count was an energetic and energetic person.
It is really strange that such contradictory characteristics appear in the same person.
"What's the matter with the Bishop's visit?"
The Earl's question brought Leonard back to his senses, "Oh, I'm sorry."
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He considered his words and said slowly: "I came here to disturb the Earl this time because I have something to do."
"Your Majesty, please speak." Malzkent still had a kind tone.
Leonard said the reason for his visit: "I wonder if you can arrange a meeting between me and the Duke?"
"Oh?"
Malts Kent The Count narrowed his eyes.
(End of this chapter)