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"This is not a wise war!"

A cry came from the magnificent Hall of Heroes in Aaron's Lion Castle.

In the main hall, there are relatively independent small round tables. There are about 150 tables, divided into three floors and forming a large circle.

Four or five people sat around each small circular table, and in the middle of the large circle was a high platform for speeches.

On the high platform, a middle-aged red-haired man wearing a blue, green, and gold vertical striped parliamentary robe opened his arms and shouted loudly.

"We, Aaron, are a great kingdom. A great kingdom should not only have strength, but also have far-reaching vision and accurate judgment of the current situation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood up at one of the round tables.

He asked loudly: "Count Carlepon, let me ask you, is anyone in your family bankrupt?"

The man who asked the question was very young, less than thirty years old, with a handsome face, and was wearing a navy captain's navy blue military uniform with gold trim.

The earl on the high platform looked stagnant and shook his head: "No, but it has nothing to do with today's issue, Sir Miller."

The young officer who was called Sir Miller smiled coldly: "My family has them, and there are quite a few."

"My family has invested up to 800,000 Oggs in Weiland, with a stable annual income of 300,000 Oggs. Because of Duke Weiland's willfulness, all of this was turned into ashes overnight."

"I would like to ask you, is there any good way to get Duke Weiland to return this money?"

Count Carlepon immediately said: "War is an unnecessary means. Before doing this, we should at least try to negotiate with Duke Willan."

The young captain sneered: "How to negotiate?"

"Let Duke Willan return 800,000 Oggs to me? Or give me 300,000 Oggs free of charge every year?"

Everyone knows this is impossible.

"Mr. Carlepon, in my opinion, your words are as childish as a fairy tale!"

‘Bang Bang Bang~~’

The speaker of the Parliament of Nobles, the elderly royal prince Brown Danger, banged the wooden hammer in his hand and said loudly: "Sir Miller, let Count Carlepon finish his sentence!"

Sir Miller turned around and bowed slightly to the prince, then sat back with a sneer.

Count Carlepon gathered his thoughts and continued: "No matter what, we are still Weilan's most important neighbor. This is an unchangeable fact."

"We already have a very formidable opponent in the south. It would be very unwise to build another enemy behind us."

"What has happened is irreversible, but we can use the current losses as a reason to strive for more benefit transfers in future trade agreements."

"I believe Duke Willan is not willing to maintain a bad relationship with Aaron."

After the words fell, another young officer stood up, but it was Sir Orange.

A battle master in his early thirties who is also a naval captain.

"Earl, Weilan has not yet completely emerged from the chaos, and the combat effectiveness of the fleet left by the original Duke has also been greatly reduced due to the change of generals at the last moment."

"The only people Duke Weilan can really rely on are the people on Paddlefish Island."

"It can be said that this is the moment when Duke Weilan is at his weakest. If we don't take advantage of this moment to completely strangle him, are we going to quietly wait for him to grow stronger?!"

"What the count just said makes people unable to help but suspect that you are a spy arranged by Duke Willan to spy on me, Aaron!"

Count Carlepon was furious: "Speaker, this is an insult to my character!"

‘Bang bang bang! ’

The Speaker banged the hammer again: "Sir Olange, for using offensive words that exceed the limit, I order you to apologize to Count Carlepon and leave the Hall of Heroes immediately!"

The young naval captain immediately bowed to the round platform and saluted: "I apologize to you, Earl, although I think I was not wrong."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the Hall of Heroes without waiting for the venue guards to come over and drive people away.

‘Wow, wow, wow~~’

There was a burst of applause in the venue, as if to bid farewell to the hero.

Count Carlepon felt tremendous pressure, and he no longer had the courage to continue speaking.

"I'm done, Speaker."

After bowing hastily to the prince, he returned to the small round table of parliamentarians in the audience.

As soon as he sat down, the assistant beside him whispered: "Earl, it's useless, everyone is furious."

Count Carlepon looked around at the faces around him and could clearly feel the coexistence of anger and excitement, like a group of fanatical believers.

His thick brows knit together tightly: "It's too fast."

"What's too fast?"

The Earl sighed: "The slave who was once trampled on the soles of his feet turned over too quickly, and the slave owner couldn't bear it."

If Weilan grows stronger little by little and gets rid of Aaron's control step by step, then everyone will be prepared, both in terms of interests and psychology.

If you finally break free, then you have broken free. It is a natural result. At most, you are unwilling to curse a few times.

But the current situation is that a year ago Aaron was enjoying the cheap raw materials provided by Weilan, but a year later, he was almost overturned by Weilan, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off.

Such severe pain will naturally arouse extreme anger.

The pampered marquis were furious and vowed revenge.

The young officers in the army were very excited and wanted to use this battle to gain promotion and military merit.

There are even a lot of calls for war among the people, because the interests of countless private businessmen have also been greatly damaged.

The rational conspirators began to use this rage to seek higher power for themselves.

At this time, another blond middle-aged man wearing the robe of a noble councilor came on stage. It was the leader of the war faction, the Marquis of Gunter.

The Marquis himself is also a magic master at the peak of the fourth ring. His magic cultivation has greatly delayed his aging. He looks like a middle-aged man, but he is actually nearly sixty years old.

Because of this, unless a miracle happens, it is impossible for him to advance further in the art.

The Marquis himself also completely gave up the path of magic and began to focus on the pursuit of power.

As soon as he stood on the round platform and before he spoke, applause erupted in the Hall of Heroes, which lasted for several minutes before stopping.

The old Marquis loudly said: "I admit that this war does carry certain risks."

"But I have to say, what is without risk in this world?!"

"At my age, if you go to a brothel to have fun, you may die on the woman's belly, but don't you just go to a brothel to have fun?"

"No, of course!"

Everyone answered loudly, especially the young nobles, who were even more excited.

After the venue fell silent, Marquis of Gunter continued:

"Our ancestors experienced countless hardships and made countless choices along the way. Do we have to choose a path that seems to be the safest but is actually the most cowardly for every decision?"

"No, that's not the case!"

"There is still a glorious path to bravery!"

"Just like the ancient warriors, they risk everything and use up all their strength to chase huge rewards in great dangers!"

"And now is indeed the best time to attack Weilan. Once successful, we will not only be able to bring Weilan back under control, but also eliminate all hidden dangers in the rear!"

"In the face of such huge benefits, what is this small risk?!"

The earl made an impassioned speech, with a rich and passionate voice, and was extremely inflammatory, which once again aroused an enthusiastic response in the Hall of Heroes.

Count Carlepon frowned even more and couldn't help scolding him.

"This guy is turning the serious Kingdom Council into nonsensical street speeches!"

"He's not weighing the pros and cons at all, he's just inciting emotions!"

"It is a great misfortune for the entire kingdom to fall into the hands of such a person!"

The assistant beside him immediately said: "Earl, I personally think you are right, but I advise you to keep these words in your heart. Fanatic believers don't like to reason."

Count Carlepon listened to the advice and wisely kept his mouth shut.

And just as the leader of the main war faction, Marquis of Gunter, set off wave after wave of enthusiastic responses in the Hall of Heroes, King Dange was standing on the observation platform above the hall, silently watching everything in the hall.

Sanchester had returned from Welland and was standing beside him.

The observation platform was surrounded by a five-ring magic barrier to ensure the privacy of the conversation.

Dange said softly: "Gaunt is a conspirator, he wants to rebel!"

The kings of Aaron were not always named Dange, but rotated among several ancient pure-blood nobles.

It just so happens that the Gunter family is one of them.

Sanchester nodded: "Yes, he is using this war to gain the voice of the army."

If the war north is won and Aaron brings Weiland back under his control, then the Marquis of Gunter and his family will gain great prestige in Aaron's country.

In comparison, the Dange royal family that lost Weilan during their tenure will look bleak.

Then, the Marquis of Gunter is only one coup away from becoming the king of Dange.

Therefore, Weilan's unexpected independence has actually had a huge impact on Aaron, causing his domestic political situation to become so turbulent that no one can stay outside.

Of course, Dange himself can also become the main militant faction and replace the position of Marquis of Gunter, but he knows that once he does this, he will definitely lead Aaron into the abyss.

So he chose to hide behind the scenes and fight conspiracy against conspiracy.

Dange asked: "Is Duke Weiland sure of defeating the Marquis of Gunter?"

Sanchester nodded slightly: "Your Majesty, this is bound to happen. The only difference lies in how much time it takes and how much loss it takes to defeat him."

As he spoke, he secretly added in his mind: "The Marquis has no idea how terrifying Duke Weilan is."

Dange thinks so too.

Not because he had any real evidence, but because he saw Duke Weiland's character clearly.

Since the other party dares to take over the position of Grand Duke Weilan, he must be prepared to deal with all risks.

After a moment of silence, he said: "It would be best if both sides suffered huge losses in this war. Especially the Duke, who will not be able to launch another war for at least three years."

This situation is the most favorable.

Otherwise, if Aaron is damaged but Weilan is fine, Aaron's life will be really difficult.

Sanchester chuckled and said: "There will definitely be losses. There is no war without losses."

After a pause, he added: "Your Majesty, are you ready to create a new era?"

To create a new era, we must slaughter all the great nobles in the country.

But how to do this?

Who will do it?

Who will fill the power vacuum left by the disappearance of the great nobles?

But it is also a series of things that must be considered. If any link is not done well and something goes wrong, the Lion King will become a thing of the past.

In response, Dange narrowed his eyes: "I have been ready for a long time!"

After a pause, he continued to stare at Marquis of Gunter, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

As far as he knew, the Marquis had never been a risk-taker, and now he seemed a little too confident.

‘Could it be that he still has any trump cards? ’

Danger couldn’t figure it out for a moment.

Just as the domestic situation in Aaron was turbulent, Weilan was also in another kind of turmoil.

It was not the turmoil in the political situation, but the turmoil in the flow of human and material resources.

A large number of orders came out from the Dawn Castle in an orderly manner.

‘Prepare for war, move the capital, open a new bank, build a magic school, build a shipyard, build a factory’ and so on.

Some are making full preparations, while others are laying the foundation for the early stage.

An earth-shaking change is brewing.

In such a turmoil, the leader of the storm returned to the White Sturgeon Island abnormally.

One reason is that the production capacity of the main war materials is still on the White Sturgeon Island.

The second reason is that Queen Kao is still on the White Sturgeon Island.

Of course, the roses must be picked, but the queen also reported a somewhat strange message.