"You mean...Foztel and Hetekla met alone?"

Listening to the news conveyed by his subordinates, Feldra stopped what he was doing and frowned.

"Didn't I say, don't let Master Fuztel out of your sight?"

Feldra knocked on the table, and the sound was not dull but made several subordinates shiver.

People who are careful about their budgets basically have a common problem, which is worrying about every detail.

Apparently, Feldra had so many cases of calculation that this little noise could scare them.

Several people did not explain, because they knew that what Marquis Feldra Lemoux hated the most was explanations, but silence was also a wrong choice, it was just a wrong choice of waiting for more severe punishment.

"...Master Foztel, let us prepare a dinner. He is going to entertain Hetkela."

"Invite Hetekla to a banquet? Did he refuse..."

"That's not true. Their attitudes didn't change much. They just walked into the school grounds with dull faces."

Feldra thought about it, "You said earlier that Hetekela's friends would use the rooms in the Ambassador's Hall as a place to solve physical problems?"

"..That's right."

The somewhat embarrassing answer was indeed the scene they saw.

"..After that, Knight Hetecla called Master Foztel by his first name?"

"Yes."

"This makes sense..." Feldra nodded suddenly. In his understanding, Foztel was a rigid person who valued rules. And in his opinion, the so-called knight was just

They are just a group of rough guys in armor who pride themselves on being elegant. In such an important place as the embassy, ​​it is hard for them to solve such a problem. Even if they are arranged in the embassy, ​​there is no one.

The envoys really enjoyed it. At least they still cared about face.

Two things caused a conflict between Fuztel and Hetekla, which is also a very common thing.

Maybe he was just paranoid. How could the simple young Master Foztel find out?

"Is this dinner an attempt to adjust the relationship? My young master... really put in the effort."

Feldra put away his thoughts and re-dealt with the matter at hand.

But immediately, he put it down again.

"I'm not too worried."

"Let people keep an eye on Master Foztel."

"Also ask people to remove the women in the embassy, ​​and monitor Hetekla at the same time, and investigate the information about his friend."

Feldra's eyes were serious and eager. He hated surprises.

time back to now

"Are you going to kill your teacher, Feldra?"

Hetekla's pupils shrank, and her words revealed shock.

"Yes." Foztel nodded calmly, "To be precise, I will kill the Lemu family completely. This is the bargaining chip I give you."

Fuztel took a deep breath, stared at Hetkela, and then said: "I will use the power of Duke Ridge to help you rebuild the army."

"This is indeed a very tempting suggestion, but it is just an empty promise. You have no power to do these things. The heir to the duke is only an heir."

A very true answer, and one that did not surprise Fuztel.

His father, Tyler Tobias, once said that the lack of direct rejection shows that there are thoughts in people's minds, but the temptation is not enough to break his routine. At this time, just add the appropriate chips.

Can.

"Because you have no choice." Fuztel said firmly.

"...You are not the only heir to Duke Tobias Ridge."

Hetekla frowned, he didn't like accepting threats, and what he felt now was a threat.

He is a persistent knight, otherwise he would not have made the wish for the Kingdom of Scarlet to unify the world.

The only person in Duke Tobias Ridge that he can truly respect is Tyler Tobias, and it doesn't matter who his successor is.

"Feldera has taken refuge with my brother Lanfric."

"so what?"

"You have no other choice." Foztel raised his eyes and said solemnly: "You don't understand my teacher. It is impossible for Feldra to agree to use wealth to build the army. Maybe he is a qualified

A businessman is a qualified politician, but he is definitely not a qualified commander. He can use 90% of the gold coins to invest in territorial construction, but he is not willing to spend 10% of the gold coins on the army. In his opinion

, that is something other nobles consider, and should not appear in Duke Tobias Ridge."

If the sky falls, there are still tall people holding it up. If other countries invade, they will pass through other nobles before invading Duke Tobias Ridge, and they themselves will resist. But if one day, no one else can resist

If they become the tallest one, then bad luck will come.

"But now he wants me to train..."

Fuztel interrupted him.

"That's an illusion, just to ruin my steps! It's also a move to confuse you!" Fuztel finished speaking with a livid face. He pointed at his washed white neck, "My brother is waiting at any time.

You have the opportunity to take my head, a legitimate opportunity. And you, if the Marquis of Waverley still has the army, he will have to think about it in front of the Marquis of Waverley and the Financial Officer, but now you don't

There is value for him to think about.”

"..Tsk, tsk, let me tell you, he is very interesting." Alfred laughed.

Hetekla did not refute. He did not notice Foztel's abnormality just now, but was angry for his rudeness. It was Alfred who reminded him in his mind.

"You've been following...?" Foztel's words were filled with surprise.

"Don't be afraid, I support Hetekla to follow you." Alfred laughed and said, "We robbed the wealthy Lemu family and used their gold coins as funds to launch the war. This is according to the war game.

Considering the resources required, it’s a fun game, hehe..”

Fuztel was slightly timid, and that laughter gave him a creepy feeling.

"Okay, I agree." Hetekla seemed to compromise in his words.

But Fuztel believed that it was because of Alfred's words that Hetkela stopped thinking.

"Then what are we going to do?" Alfred tilted his head and asked Fuzdiel with interest.

"I guess with today's private meeting, my teacher Fedra will definitely be worried about this. After this, with his suspicious character, he will definitely send people to monitor us."

"What happens after this?" Alfred smiled happily, "Kill those who were watching?"

"..." Fuzdiel was stunned for a moment, and he vetoed the proposal, "No, let them monitor you. I need you to continue playing your current role and keep your relationship with me rigid."

"Like this?" Hetekla's face tightened.

Obviously, he has no acting talent.

Alfred laughed and teased.

"This is too deliberate. Just keep your expression natural, come over for the dinner tonight, and then everyone can perform their duties."

"That's it?" Hetkra thought there would be a series of choices.

The concise answer surprised him a little.

"That's enough. My brother Lanfrick is going to take action on this mission. Before that... I want to take a preemptive strike."

"How to do it?" Looking at those evil eyes, Alfred was so excited that his heart almost jumped out. By the way, he didn't have a heart.

"Kill those envoys during the banquet." Fuztel said in a low voice, "I will arrange this matter."

"No! Leave this to me, it's so interesting!" Alfred kept scratching his heart. This itching feeling really made the devil uncomfortable.

"This..." Foztel hesitated.

"Don't worry, he is better than me."
Chapter completed!