In the eyes of the public, the door on the second floor was opened, but the door behind the door was not the nobles of the Brando or the former, but a noble robe with white hair and wrinkles on his face. And the old man spots, the trembling Metz noble, everyone suddenly glimpsed, because this person is the City Lord of Lutan City – Ludwig Metz Baron… Looking at the latest and most complete novel in an absolute silence, Baron slowly came to the handrail, glanced at the crowd with a majestic look, only a little pause in the Orkens Count and the others, and then started talking: “You come to me The land is a guest, I welcome it, I have heard about what happened in the south. I deeply regret this, but today you gathered in my castle, what is it?”
A dead silence, nobles downstairs can not help but look at each other in dismay, I thought this old guy is not under house arrest, how can it suddenly appear in this place, could it be that is forced to open the pressure, the other side wants to take this Force them to leave? This kind of means is too hateful. The downstairs for a moment is quiet, it is like a punch in the air, everyone wants to wait for a few lead noble openings, but the Orkens Count and other five people are not Speaking, finally an acute noble can’t stand up: “Lord Baron, please let Aouine’s fir Count come out, we are coming to him.”
“Aouine makes the Commander a VIP, what are you looking for?” Baron asked.
No, Orkens Count is sinking, and the feeling of conspiracy in the heart is becoming more and more obvious. He looks back, and the faces of several people around him are almost the same expression, but this time he has no time to stop his own people from opening, but See the noble voice at the beginning and replied: “Lord Baron, you don’t have to worry about the threat behind the person. We came to him today and naturally let him come out to clean up the situation. Now the situation is clear. Aouinian should never think about it. Do you want to occupy your port?”
“Stop!” Metz Baron’s face suddenly sinks, his voice is as cold as a layer of frost, which makes everyone downstairs. Of course, this is not to say that Metz Baron’s status is the best, but only He is condescending at this moment and is the master of this place. Taking advantage of the geographical advantage, naturally, I won the momentum: “I am the City Lord of Fatehang. I am here by nature. You are my guests. The Aouine ambassador is also my guest. I I hope that you will not have nothing to do here, so as not to ruin the image of the imperial noble.”
These words made everyone stunned. For a moment, I couldn’t find a reason for rebuttal. Of course, in terms of reason. These words are not awkward, but everyone knows that Ludwig Metz is a City Lord at this time. At best, it’s a 傀儡 that’s all, but this can’t be put on the counter, for a Moment All noble faces are weird, as if constipation.
Sure enough –
Orkens Count is like a water, he has long expected that Brando can’t talk so well. This is the face of the face, but it is in his expectation. Somehow, he was sighed in relief, and the other party released Metz Baron, indicating that there is still room for negotiation in the other party’s mind, at least not intending to make things too stiff. He was then again owned, but playing this trick is a trail. If Brando doesn’t want to see them, he can drive them away directly. You can’t play this kind of small means. Although smart can fool people for a while, it is at this moment. It only makes people look down, or that the youngster has other purposes.
But for whatever purpose, Metz Baron’s words have blocked the room for others to open. Orkens Count understands that he can’t open his mouth. He has been indulging for a moment before he raises his head: “Mr. Baron, anyway, it’s stuck right now. This place is not a solution, we can’t always be here as a guest, we have to come up with a solution. The situation in the empire is now in chaos, and the battle with the rebel forces in Zweig, Gorgon Ravine and the lion’s army are both I have been inspired by my emperor and turned my back. Now the white legion has already entered the Columbia Port. It is only three days away from Fatan. We are uncertain and we are considered to be a rebel one.”
Orkens Count just finished, suddenly realized that it was not good, he suddenly remembered that Metz Baron is Rena Duke’s Vassal, and now Duke stands on the side of the military noble, the former’s position is self-evident? Sure enough, he hadn’t had time to change his mouth. Metz Baron interrupted him faintly: “I agree with most of your statements, Lord Count, but with some reservations, Constance colluded with the evil dragon to step into the throne and tried to The emperors began to attempt to subvert the empire, so that the vicious woman can still be called the emperor of the empire, I doubt it.”