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Chapter 259 Those mine slaves...they don’t have martial ethics!

[Hadra Towers] In the royal capital, a grand palace banquet is being held in the luxurious and exquisite palace. The richly dressed nobles hold transparent glass wine glasses and walk between the young maids and beautiful ladies.

, tasting the delicious food, with a flattering or complacent smile on his face.

The two protagonists of the banquet were naturally the two crown princes of Hadhrata, Harold and Hattar, who were surrounded by everyone. This also made the originally lively banquet more tense.

On the main seat of the palace, the monarch of the Kingdom of Hadhrata, Bazel, was left aside. However, he did not seem to care about the offense of the nobles, and looked at the dispute between the two princes indifferently, as if

It's like watching a boring drama.

Just as the banquet was gradually reaching its climax, the door of the hall was suddenly opened.

It was like a disgusting maggot inexplicably appeared on the delicious food. Upon hearing this extremely presumptuous door push, the nobles present turned their heads to the door in unison, wanting to see who was so bold.

The person who broke in was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and an unkempt face. His exquisite clothes were covered with dust and mud marks, which formed a sharp contrast with everyone in the banquet hall.

The guards guarding the door were trying hard to drag him out...

"Count Joyce, what's wrong with you?" The eldest prince Harold walked forward quickly and said with a steady expression.

Joyce was one of his supporters. Not only was he absent from the banquet today, but he also barged in disheveled at the critical moment of the banquet without any aristocratic demeanor. It could be said that he had lost face.

"His Royal Highness, the mining slaves...those mining slaves are crazy!" Joyce's dusty hands clutched Harold's sleeves, tearfully complaining about how those damn mining slaves suddenly

They broke into his territory, burned, killed and looted, so that his castle and manor were seized by the mining slaves.

Listening to Joyce's words, all the nobles almost laughed out loud.

When they saw Joyce in such a mess before, they thought it was those vicious followers of the evil god who jumped out to cause trouble again, but it turned out to be just a riot by a group of miners?

Of course, this does not mean that similar things are rare.

In fact, on the contrary, miner riots are common in the Kingdom of Hadhrata.

Once these humble poor people are full and have strength, they will begin to be dissatisfied with the status quo. You must know that every mining slave is paid for by them, and digging ore is their job.

However, no matter how large the number of these mining slaves is, they are just a mob. Usually, it only takes a few rounds of volleys from hundreds of guards armed with crossbows, and they will disperse in droves, just like groups of rats trying to provoke the fire lions.

Just as ridiculous.

"This time...this time is different!" Joyce said in a hurried tone.

"What's the difference? Count Joyce? Can those mine slaves still fly into the sky and shoot arrows at you?" Hattar asked with a sneer.

"They not only occupied my castle, but also destroyed the church and smashed the statue of the goddess..." Joyce said with a trembling voice.

The banquet hall that was originally filled with laughter and laughter immediately became extremely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop. In the past, there were cases where cowardly nobles commanded blindly and were killed by rioting miners, but this was the first time that the church and the goddess statue were attacked.

once.

"How dare they!" "Crazy, just crazy!"

"These damn blasphemers!" An archbishop almost fainted on the spot after hearing the news. How dare these despicable mining slaves dare to blaspheme!

"Are you sure they are just a group of mining slaves?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and it was Cardinal Ansiuk who spoke.

The nobles gathered around Joyce immediately dispersed. Ansik, a tall man in a red and gold robe, walked in through the gap left by the crowd. He stood there like a majestic mountain.

Everyone present felt a huge sense of oppression.

Each count has at least one bishop and several priests stationed there. In addition, there are thousands of soldiers guarding the castle. A group of rioting mining slaves alone is not enough to capture it, and destroying the statue of the goddess is not something that mining slaves would do.

matter.

"I'm not sure, Lord Ansik, but I only saw those mining slaves." Joyce responded hesitantly.

He had received news before that a group of rioting mining slaves had captured one of his baronies and killed Baron York. Naturally, Joyce couldn't tolerate it, so he summoned a thousand-man guard and personally prepared to suppress the riot.

!

As a result, the damn mine slaves have no sense of martial ethics at all. They come and go like the wind, appear and disappear, poison, dig traps, and do everything they can to act as agents, without giving themselves any chance to fight head-on.

His guards were led into a trap by these mining slaves and died under falling rocks and pit spikes.

Joyce finally tried his best and fought his way out under the protection of the guards. As a result, when he was about to return to the castle and summon the army to fight again, he discovered that those extremely shameless mining slaves were playing a game of attacking east and west. I don't know why.

He had already occupied his castle, and was almost ambushed on his way back...

Joyce, who was still frightened, could only run to the royal capital in disgrace to ask for help, and he also found out some news.

After the Baron of York was captured, the leading mining slave named Redl distributed all the Baron of York's money and land to the poor in the territory. He also attacked the local church and killed the local priest.

As for the current situation in the earldom, Joyce doesn't know yet, but it is estimated that the outcome will not be too good...

After Joyce told everything in an embellished manner, a burst of anger and a little fear surged in the hearts of all the nobles. Grand Duke Rickman roared that he would immediately send out an army to kill those lowly miners.

Slave, there are several large mines in his territory, so naturally he will not allow such a thing to happen.

"These blasphemers will definitely be punished and fall into eternal purgatory!" Ansik said in a deep voice, and then turned to look at King Bazel, who was sitting on the throne and had not said a word yet.

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"Your Majesty Bazel, I heard that you are hesitant about establishing a crown prince recently. The mining slave riot affecting the southeastern part of the kingdom is an opportunity for the two princes to show their abilities and decide who is the best.

How about becoming the next crown prince?"

Ansiuk's words were immediately approved by the nobles, who echoed them repeatedly.

King Bazel just watched the voices of the nobles and priests rising one after another, and finally replied after a long time. "Yes!"

(End of chapter)