"You mean, they gathered together to discuss the crusade against Lord Joel?"

Foztel frowned.

Even though Joel showed his strength, the nobles still implemented such a "risky" strategy, which in itself was problematic.

He doesn't think nobles are the kind of fools who act on their own initiative.

"This is what I heard with my own ears," said Feldera.

"He's also one of the organizers," Fuzdiel added.

In response to Fuzdiel's words, Feldra smiled and admitted openly.

"You are right. Just like food cannot be kept in one place, I have to think about the future for the Lemu family. No matter who wins, it will have no impact on the survival of the family."

"So...who do you think has the advantage?"

Foztel did not try to ask what the advantages of the nobles were, because he could not get the answer even if he asked Feldra.

"I think... the evil dragon Joel Starla Igukuno has the advantage. The person who let me get this answer is your father, Tyler Tobias. He is not an ordinary person, but

He handed over the power in his hands, which is simply unbelievable... I thought I would follow Mr. Taylor until I grow old."

Feldra was silent for a long time before asking: "Why do you serve the dragon?"

Father's commission? Family's mission? Threat to life?

In fact, Furztel couldn't say the real reason, or it might be a combination of the three, but perhaps it was more of an obsession with the heir.

After thinking for a while, Feldra shook his head and got rid of the unnecessary thoughts in his mind.

"..I don't remember our relationship being good enough to...exchange this information."

"It's surprising, you are my first student." Felder pulled him close.

Furztel suffocated slightly, became cold again, and said: "My...teacher, can I still call you this...the moment you betrayed me, the relationship between us ceased to exist.

.Don’t say such ridiculous things! We should be more honest with each other.”

Feldra smiled, took out a piece of material, and spread it flat in front of Fuzdiel.

After just a brief glance, Fuztel's eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of shock.

Land deeds, shops, slaves, and proof of property.

Feldera explained this, pointing to a thick stack of materials and said: "This is five percent of the Lemu family's industry. You should want it, right?"

"Reaping means giving. This is an unwritten rule among nobles. So... what do you want?"

"Take me to meet that dragon..." Feldra said directly.

Speaking of this, Fuztel was stunned.

His biggest reaction was...that's it?

But immediately the aristocratic etiquette he had learned came into play. He suppressed his emotions and said in plain words: "Ten percent."

"This is impossible!" Feldera raised his voice, his calm state was torn.

"You don't know...that is a dragon that is difficult to get along with, 10%? That is also a judgment I made at a risk."

"Five percent is a huge profit."

After the development of the Lemu family over the years, the value of its five percent share is approximately one to two hundred million gold coins, which is equivalent to an entire year's tax revenue from Duke Tobias Ridge.

This is definitely a huge amount of income.

This decision was also made to show goodwill to Furztel.

But... there is a limit to showing kindness.

"You know, I can't hand over other properties, even if they are left idle."

"Are you afraid that I will deal with you?" Fuztel said softly.

Furztel's treatment of betrayers was absolutely merciless.

But he kept Feldera and let him continue to serve as financial officer. The biggest reason was that too many industries were in Feldera's hands. Once they were idle, the entire E. Palenque, and even

Duke Tobias Ridge will be paralyzed. He cannot accept the consequences of that.

"You're right, my bottom line is 6%." Feldra took out another piece of material from his arms and piled it on the table, "What do you think about it?"

"no problem."

"So when can we meet... um... Lord Joel?"

Furztel put away the materials and said as if in revenge: "Now."

Feldra always felt... that Fozdelle lied about the "difficult to get along with" issue.

Soon, Foztel led Feldra to the palace of Elena.

At the door, Dakobu assumed the role of the gatekeeper. Looking at the incoming person, Dakobu just raised his eyes slightly, and then lay down.

He tapped the brick board a few times with his paw, making a clicking sound.

"Door...bell?" Feldra looked at Dakob's role in astonishment.

Such a powerful dragon was treated so miserably, which was simply beyond his imagination, and it also gave him a certain understanding of Yoel's power. Dragons obey the strong, but a dragon like Dacob can

, the dragon who obeys without dignity... is definitely an unprecedented strong man.

When a dragon body hundreds of meters tall appeared at the city gate, he was one of the witnesses.

"Marquis Feldera..."

The door opened, and it was Elena who opened the door. She was curious...why the financial officer appeared here.

"Miss Elena, I'm here to visit Mr. Joel."

"Come in."

After stepping into the door, Feldra saw a shocking scene.

The revered saint Hadiva is kneeling on the ground, and his expression reveals excitement, just like... the believers of the cult that he saw yesterday.

The dragon he was kneeling on was only over one meter tall.

The size gap between the hundreds of dragons in his impression was very huge, but Feldera did not underestimate it. Dragons can change their body size. In his opinion, Joel Starla Igukuno is a beast who is keen on having a weak body.

The black-bellied dragon. This is just like some powerful nobles who hide their fangs, but when they are offended, the fangs they show are sharper than other nobles.

"Thank you for your kindness." Hadiva said plausibly.

Joel yawned.

Igna continued to stay by the window and sighed longly.

It turns out that he was the culprit of the noises I heard in the past two days.

Feldera was stunned.

Just when he was stunned, Joel appeared in front of him.

The silver dragon eyes just met him, and their eyes were so oppressive that Feldra looked away.

Some creatures will regard looking at each other as a provocation, and Feldra does not want to be killed inexplicably. In his opinion, the arrogance of the nobles is not necessary, and interests are eternal. But... why does the dragon take the initiative to find him? Yes

What have you done?

Soon, Feldera understood.
Chapter completed!