Demon Royal Family

In the hall of the lord's longhouse, all the senior officials were here, looking at each other.

Firman sat on the main seat swaggeringly, as if he was already a lord. Behind him stood two people in different attires, a lazy, burly blond mercenary, and an old man with a gray beard, wearing aristocratic clothes. Wearing the iron five-finger badge on his collar, he is a judge of the aristocratic court who specializes in ruling on aristocratic affairs.

The aristocratic court was born in accordance with the law and had great power. Under the royal family was the aristocratic court. "The code is the second king". This is the purpose of the aristocratic court.

"Damn it, why didn't that guy come?" Firman said dissatisfied: "He shamelessly took away my inheritance rights and dared to be so arrogant. It turns out that the heretics are all bastards."

Stonehoof suddenly stood up and stared at Firman with his bell-like bull eyes. Firman was startled and stuttered: "You...you, what do you want to do?!"

"If you insult Lord Ivo again, I will tear you apart!" Stone Hoof said angrily.

The blond mercenary behind Firman stood in front of his employer. He flipped his palm and a forty centimeter long curved dagger appeared in his hand. He pointed at the stone hoof and said with narrowed eyes: "Tauren, do you want to die?"

The atmosphere was tense. When Ivo rushed to the hall, he saw this scene. He frowned and looked at Firman, "Are you Madi's nephew?"

"That's right."

Ivo glanced at the lord's chair under Firman's butt, smiled and shook his head, pulled a chair casually and sat down, knocking on the table and said: "I'm glad Madi still has relatives, but old Cody, I How come you don’t know this?”

Old Cody said tremblingly: "They haven't contacted each other for many years. I'm old and can't remember clearly."

Ivo spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, I will equip you with a deputy."

The noble old judge coughed and said, "I'd like to remind you that Firman Pace is the legal successor of the territory. According to the aristocratic law, you have no power to manage the territory."

Ivo looked at him and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

Firman interrupted and hummed: "I am the legal lord of this territory, you are just a despicable thief. Your Honor, please announce your verdict."

The old judge nodded, took out a piece of paper with the stamp of the Lassese Noble Court, and recited: "Mr. Firman Pace is related by blood to the late Mardy Pace, the lord of Lima Town, and is the only one. Relatives, the Luolong City City Hall issued a certificate, and the noble court accepted and confirmed that the kinship between the two is true... Therefore, based on the noble succession law, Ivo Harrican's status as a lord is not recognized. I declare that the Philippines Mann succeeds as lord of Liema Town."

Firman stood up excitedly, cleared his throat, and said to the senior leaders of Liema Town present: "Everyone, please report on the situation in the territory. I need to understand it so that the territory can develop better."

The whole house was silent, and strange eyes were staring at Firman.

No one responded to him, and the atmosphere was cold.

Firman was embarrassed, blaming all this on Ivo, and glared at Ivo.

The old judge said solemnly: "Mr. Ivo, please hand over the lord's seal. It does not belong to you. Maybe I will reduce your charge of inheriting the territory without authorization."

Ivo laughed dumbly, "What are you going to do with me?"

Old Judge: "Perhaps I can make you the regent in the report, so that you can escape the hanging for pretending to be the lord."

Firman said impatiently: "I am the lord of Liima Town, heretics should be hanged."

Ivo supported his chin with his hands, looked at the aristocratic judge curiously, and said with a smile: "I am very curious, which adult instigated you to come to my place to cause trouble? When did the aristocratic court become a tool in the hands of others? How much money did you receive? ."

The old judge broke into a cold sweat and shouted angrily: "You are making a false accusation!"

Ivo said solemnly: "The war has not ended yet, but there are short-sighted guys who want to fight for power and profit, and covet my territory?!"

Ivo slapped the baron medal on the table, "I am a baron certified by the royal family and legally inherit the territory."

Firman's eyes widened, and he shouted: "This is false. The king is at war with Barea. How can it be possible to issue a medal? You pretend to be a nobleman, and your crime will be increased!"

Ivo laughed loudly, took out the lord's seal and threw it on the table, "If you want it, take it."

Firman's breathing became heavy and he wanted to reach out for it. Leng Buding struck down with a long knife and held down the lord's seal. Firman was so scared that Firman hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Ivo pressed the long knife casually and said calmly: "Take it."

Looking at the shining long knife, Firman wanted to reach out but didn't dare, and hurriedly signaled to the blond mercenary.

The blond mercenary took out his dagger, opened it nonchalantly, and turned his hand to the seal.

Ivo turned his wrist and slashed the long knife towards the chest of the blond mercenary, as fast as lightning. The blond mercenary blocked the knife with ease, making a sound of gold and iron. He said lazily: "Ivo Harricon, your The strength doesn’t seem to be as powerful as I imagined.”

Ivo's face was expressionless, and he exerted force on his wrist. The majestic force was exerted on the blond mercenary's arm along the dagger, and the bones made a clicking sound.

The blond mercenary's expression changed drastically and he quickly let go of the dagger. The next moment, the dagger was directly lifted by the long knife and penetrated the wall with rapid force.

At this time, Ivo said calmly: "Really?"

The blond mercenary looked ugly, covering his sprained wrist in silence, not daring to provoke Ivo again.

"This farce should end." Ivo stood up and had no intention of teasing Firman anymore. He said, "Catch them all and lock them up for a week before releasing them. Rhodes, you go to the interrogation judge. Stonehoof, you are in charge of this servant." Soldier, Gavin, educate Madi’s nephew.”

Everyone who had been watching the show suddenly responded.

Guards swarmed in.

Ivo shook his head. Three guys in his territory were more than enough to deal with a lord. During the war, the noble court was basically useless. If the people behind the scenes wanted to use this method to bring him down, they would be too naive. Okay, maybe it's a test?

The blond mercenary measured the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves, and then surrendered.

The old judge said angrily: "You are provoking the noble court!"

Ivo waved his hand, "You three are just cannon fodder. Tell the master behind you that there is no way you want my territory!"

The old judge sneered: "By framing the judge, you have added another level of guilt. This is just an excuse for you to occupy the territory!"

Firman was tied up and panicked. He found that things were not going as smoothly as Earl Hill had promised him. Looking at Gavin's sinister smile, he almost peed his pants in fright, and said inwardly: "I'm so lucky." Earl Er invited me here, if you dare to arrest me, you will offend Earl Hill, and you will get into big trouble!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old judge looked confused. He was a pig teammate, and he betrayed the boss behind the scenes in the blink of an eye.

"Idiot..." the blond mercenary whispered.

Ivo shrugged and said to the old judge: "Come on, you don't need to send a message. I'll go find him in person."

After putting the three troublemakers in the dungeon, Jameson, who was resting upstairs, came down and asked doubtfully: "I heard the noise just now, what happened?"

Ivo explained, and Jason's face was gloomy. "The kingdom is in dire straits, and there are actually moths fighting among themselves. I will help you deal with it."

"Then it's up to you." Ivo smiled.