"Isn't there a doctor who can solve the problem?"

El-Melloi's voice sounded like a question, but there was a harsh tone in it. The hall was eerily silent. The nobles who were still sworn in were like birds with their heads shrunk under the voice, and they raised their necks and slapped them.

Folded in half, it was much smaller. But... you can't blame them, right? Your nephew is mentally ill, and it is the kind that no doctor can solve. Of course, this is just the inner monologue of the nobles, and no one will try at this time.

To challenge the authority of Ermelo.

Being angry does not mean losing your mind. Ermelo also knows that getting angry here will not help. On the contrary, it may provoke other nobles. Nagtana's family name can indeed make the nobles suppress their anger, but it does not

It doesn't mean that El-Melloi has to push these nobles to the opposite side.

She calmed down her emotions, walked to an old man's side, and lowered her head.

At this time, the entire hall fell into a strange atmosphere.

Even the old man who received this gift, Count Bolai, couldn't help but fall into a state of confusion. He is over a hundred years old and is the oldest noble here. However, in the world of nobles, family is always the one who is evaluated.

of glory and duration, not the age of a nobleman.

The Nagtana family abdicated the throne to the royal family of the Kingdom of Fei. It can be said that the family has existed since the establishment of the Kingdom of Fei. Until then, there are many rumors that can be known to others. Such a family has both

The two top aristocratic families, even members of one of the families, are more noble than them in terms of status.

After being stunned for a moment, Count Polai hurriedly responded with the same salute, but before that, Ermelo's graceful hands helped him up first. Even though he knew it was a way to win people's hearts,

But it still makes people moved. There is respect for Ermelo in Bolai's vicissitudes of cheeks.

"Duchess..."

"It doesn't have to be like this. You are a broad-minded person among E. Palenque. I would like to ask, are Conil's symptoms really... incurable?"

"The Duchess is so kind and courteous. If there is such a way, I will not hide it, because I also want to establish friendship with the Nagtana family. But... this is a disease after all. The nobles have money, but they don't have it.

Even the most outstanding doctor in the city can't treat people with a method..." Count Polay sighed. The next words, even if he didn't tell everyone present, they would understand the meaning.

Ermelo had no intention of embarrassing Earl Bolai. After calming down, she regained the determination and intelligence she had in the Nagtana family.

"What if this...is not a disease?"

"In this case... Viscount Conil seems to be entangled in something." Count Paulet considered this direction.

"Is there any way... that can be solved?"

Although he was still worried, he had a sense of going with the flow. Bolai thought for a while, put down the doubt, and said instead: "Let the people from the Mage Association... investigate? By the way...

There is no Mages Association anymore, I am used to letting them handle things, so I am really not used to a sudden change."

"How about...inviting a priest to come and take a look?" a nobleman suggested.

There is no shortage of dirty underground activities among the nobles. According to the logic spoken now, the reason why Viscount Cornier became like this is because he was entangled in something unclean.

Once encountering such a situation, nobles often find priests to solve the problem. After all, they believe in gods and the skills they display are holy and glorious, and can always bring people psychological comfort.

"..Is it possible? They are not very good at fighting," some nobles said.

Paulai was silent for a while, then suggested to Ermelo: "...ask the priest to come and show it to Viscount Conil."

El-Melloi nodded.

Soon, several priests were brought here, and they were checked by Viscount Conil one after another.

"Viscount Conil...is haunted by a ghostly shadow." They came to the conclusion.

Count Polay felt that these priests were joking. He was familiar with the guard officer Nonali. When something happened at Viscount Conil's residence, Nonali had already invited Hadiva to discuss the matter. From then on,

The information revealed by Nonali is that Mr. Hadiva is not sure that there is a problem... that is, there may be a problem.

Even Saint Hadiva was not sure about something, but it was seen by a few small priests. This can only mean one thing, that is, this matter was arranged in advance.

Thinking of this, Count Bolai's eyes suddenly changed.

The development of the matter seemed to be deliberately guided by the Duchess of Ermelo, and she was deliberately guided to the priest. As for why he had to find the priest, he already had a guess.

A look was fixed on him, it was El-Melloi staring at him.

Count Polet lowered his head subconsciously. He was already old, but he still wanted to live longer. He paused and suppressed all his speculations.

"I want to... build a temple in El Palenque."

"This is against the rules, and the more important issue now is how to repel the orcs." The nobles refused politely.

Is this the common voice of many nobles, temples, courts, clergy? These are just nobles wearing the cloak of gods. How are they different from them? If they are allowed in, they will just usher in a group of people to seize the benefits from them.

Just a nobleman.

"I have decided! Unless...one of you can cure Conil."

"Is there a period...?"

"Before the Stinian clergy arrive."

The interests of Duke Tobias Ridge cannot be tampered with. At this point, even if the head of the Nagtana family appears here, it cannot change it. In Duke Tobias Ridge, only those who are qualified to make decisions willfully.

Only the Grand Duke Ermelo was his wife, but she could not make the decision for him, but the Grand Duke was not present. The nobles suppressed their thoughts, but in fact they had made up their minds, even if they wanted to assassinate the clergy completely.

We must also prevent their arrival, and if that doesn't work... let's focus on Conil. As long as he dies, Mrs. Ermelo will have no reason to let people from the Stine Theocracy enter the city.

The nobles smiled tacitly.

In the corner, Feldera rarely came to the front, acting as a supporting role in this gathering of nobles.

His pupils flickered with uneasiness.

The intelligence system second only to His Excellency the Grand Duke allowed him to obtain a lot of information. From the few words El-Melloi just said, he understood.
Chapter completed!