Sword of Daybreaker

The noisy nobility was distracting.

Victoria Wilde sat next to the Crown Prince Welsh, with no expression on the frosty face, her eyes sweeping over the aristocrats gathered in the castle's long hall, with a faint sorrow hidden in the eye.

These wine bags are rice bags.

They wore gorgeous robes and talked loudly in the castle. They were noble and noble. The name was louder than one. The attitude when speaking here seems to be determining the fate of the kingdom. However, their impassioned speech is only one word at the end. Can sum up: benefits.

A sound of great justice echoed in the long hall: "...the Carre family supports the rebuilding of the Kingdom Road, we are willing to work out 100 strong labor, my nephew will personally lead the team..."

"A big sacrifice! One hundred people!" Someone sneered at the side. "Is there more than one hundred people who raise horses for you?"

"The people and food of the Carre family are on the front line of the east. We have already given all the things that can be taken for this kingdom. It is the Count of the Grey Mountain. Do you have even five hundred scorpions?"

"I don't agree to rebuild the kingdom avenue. Although the Duke of Regency has a very good reason, the kingdom avenue can bring great benefits in the long run, but now we are fighting, rushing to use a lot of manpower and materials on the road, in case of the impact of the battle. Do you think that we only need to rebuild the road in the east-west direction, so that it is convenient for the front line to transport troops..."

"I object!"

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The noisyness of the nobles is really distracting.

Welsh Moen sat in the top position like a puppet. When the noise in the long hall was almost out of control, the nominal king inherited the talent and finally couldn’t help but say: "Gentlemen, ladies, Let's put the arguments aside. The project of Kingdom Road can be discussed slowly. After all, it is winter. We can discuss the town council and commercial system first..."

The voice of Wales finally calmed down the debate in the long hall, but his new proposal quickly brought a new round of disputes. The nobles of all sizes praised the long-term vision of the Duke of the Regency and His Royal Highness. They praised their smart plans and then strongly suggested that these new systems be implemented on the territory of others one by one.

If it weren't for Victoria Verde and Franklin Perdwin, they would not have argued like this.

This controversy is bound to have no results. The noise in the long hall once again reached the peak, and once the Welsh Moen had to speak again, Victoria Verde finally stood up.

"enough."

The Northern Queen’s voice said coldly, and as her words fell, the entire castle approached the freezing point of the ice from the inside out.

"I hope that these cold air will calm you down." After a moment, Victoria retracted his huge magic, and as the temperature in the hall gradually recovered, her sight swept through the ruthless aristocrats.

These are all powerful and powerful aristocrats, mastering half of the country's extraordinary power and land, wealth, they are short-sighted, they are selfish, they hold the group can only drag the king's hind legs, but even as the Duke of Regency, she only Can warn these people like this.

"We came here not to quarrel." After ten seconds of silence, Victoria continued to speak. "The town council and commercial restructuring are destined for development, but I understand everyone's concerns. It will not be imposed on any of you. The pilot of the town council is chosen from the northern collars and the royal family, and the commercial restructuring is the responsibility of the Franklin Duke’s Western Kingdom.

With a sleek temperament, Berdwin Franklin leaned forward and owed a reply in response to Victoria's words.

The aristocrats in the long hall were silent for a moment, then they showed a sigh of relief, but they did not dare to show too obvious and exaggerated, so they could only try to make a humble and humble smile, and use chaos. Praise and tribute to conceal their true thoughts. Their covert skills are not superb. The mundane movements and praises from the heart of the river reflect their qualifications as aristocrats, but Victoria Wilde from the girlhood I have already seen these masks.

Keeping the ice-like face is the most politeness she can show to these people.

She sat down, and the Duke of Berkman Franklin stood up and said: "All New Deal will not be forced to promote, but one thing I have to explain in advance, please remember that one of the virtues of the nobility is to remember yourself. Oath, so don’t forget your decision today. Today, I am opposed to building a new factory on my own territory. If I want to build a factory in the future, I must unconditionally pay the royal family 30% of the redemption money. This is to redeem what you are today. Abandoning the right to build a factory; today, refused to let the road connect with its own territory. In the future, any road built by the kingdom will bypass you unless you redeem the road like the right to buy and build a factory. Today, you refuse to sign a trade agreement, within ten years. It is not allowed to set up a new chamber of commerce or company unless you redeem the right to commercial restructuring."

The Duke of the West has a calm face, and these conditions are stated in a strip, and his tone and expression make the aristocrats who just started to sneak on the scene quickly confused and upset.

They know what is discussed here today. It is a lot of deviant and sensational things. It is a strange rule from the South. The Duke of Regency asked the nobles to give up some of the privileges and ask them to obey the management of the royal family on their own territory. Opening up new factories, setting up town councils that can threaten the rule of the lords, building roads, starting companies... These things are all taken out, all threatened and deprived.

However, the Duke of the West called them "rights" and announced that every aristocrat who raised objections today gave up these "rights", even saying that if someone wants to build a factory, start a company, or repair a road, they will have to Spending money to buy these "rights"?

This incredible and absurd statement is hard to understand.

The people in the long hall were silent in confusion, and they whispered in confusion. Some people seemed to react slightly. Some people seemed to be stunned by the Duke of the West. They cautiously recruited themselves. The attendant, write down the note and hand it to the Duke, but more people just spread their hands and shook their heads.

Who will want this "right"? The right to cut meat from the body?

The noisy meeting ended, the nobles dispersed, and in addition to the attendants and guards in the long hall, there were only two regents and a nominal crown prince.

"This is the first time I saw you angry," Victoria said, looking at the Duke of Berdwin, with a slight exclamation. "You thought you would never lose your temper on this occasion."

"I am really angry, but also serious," Paterson sat in his chair with tired face. "This can make some people confused, at least they will think more, and another part... they At least one day will bring some contribution to the Kingdom Treasury."

Victoria frowned. "How many people are shaking?"

"There are less than 10% of the people," the Duke of Berdwin recalled the number of people who handed the paper and shook his head. "They are far from the kingdom avenue, the territory itself is not a rich aristocrat, and there is no royal family." These people have no worries about wealth and privilege, but they are worried about losing the royal family’s asylum. They expressed their willingness to learn more about our New Deal in private."

"10%..." Victoria snorted, but there was a lot of helplessness in the cold, "It's really much."

The northern queen will also encounter helpless things, which makes Bai Dewen feel a lot.

“It’s as difficult as we expected,” he sighed and said to Victoria. “We have adjusted the areas involved in the change as much as possible, removing the items that have the greatest impact on the aristocrats in the field, but it’s still the case. Strongly contradictory, counted yesterday and the day before yesterday, the whole three days of discussion, the provisions passed only five districts, are still irrelevant parts..."

"I said at the beginning, how to adjust is the same result. There is no difference between taking one gold coin and one hundred gold coins from those people's pockets, because they don't want to lose even a copper plate," Victoria shook Head, "You have to build factories on their land, build roads, set up officials, and this is the root of them."

Welsh Moen, who has never spoken, suddenly spoke up: "At least we can start with the royal family and the part of your territory."

"Our..." Bai Dewen showed a bitter smile. "We personally understand the necessity of doing this, but the marquis, count, and viscounts under our name may not think so... even if we personally promote it, in the Principality The difficulty of implementing change internally is still huge."

Separate and divide each country into one country.

Victoria Verde suddenly thought of Gao Wen’s words about his own evaluation of the royal aristocracy before he left the South, and thought of the “new nobility” system in the South.

The counts and viscounts over there... there is no such great power.

She shook her head and took some bad associations to the side and looked at Wales: "You can support these new policies so much. I was surprised. I didn't actually take the royal family directly into the enclosure."

"I know, this is what you have to the Moen family..." Welsh shook his head and pushed back the words "last respect" to the bottom of my heart. "I can see the meaning of these new policies. I know that they are against this country. It is good."

"In fact, those who opposed it at the meeting, contradicted, refused to express their views, and could not see it," Victoria’s eyes turned to the empty long hall and slowly said, "They can’t even see new factories, new chambers of commerce, civilian schools. The role, at least can also see the rise of Cecil ... but they still have to oppose, or refuse to express their views."

Berdwin Franklin sighed: "They don't see the benefits of doing this to the kingdom. They just don't want to pay for their own interests. Their ideas are simple: why can't they be others, why can't they build factories in others? Yes, everyone thinks."

"Think better," after a moment of silence, Victoria suddenly whispered, "At least, the new king has won support."

Berdwin Franklin reveals a slightly ridiculous smile: "Yeah, it’s a trivial matter to build a factory on their territory and let them support the king."

After saying this, the Duke of the West, who was obviously in a bad mood, stood up. He looked at the exit of the long hall. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "The plan of the town council is likely to fail. This reform is too radical, we can suspend, the school is also, can be suspended, but the new factory must have, at all costs, or we will always be caught by the Cecil."

Berdwin Franklin left.

Victoria looked at the back of the Duke of the West and did not speak for a long time.

The voice of Moore in Wales broke the silence of the scene: "Duke of Wilde, did the Duke of Govin Cecil really show you no interest in the throne of Ansu?"

Victoria nodded. "He did say that."

"Oh..." Welsh Moen nodded calmly and then slowly stood up. "Then I left first, please take care of yourself."

In the long hall, only Victoria is left alone.

The northern queen looked at the empty place and looked at the place that was filled with noisy and disputes not long ago, standing for a long time.

A sigh of sorrow rang in the long hall, accompanied by flying snowflakes, her figure disappeared by the throne.

The magical condensed snow fluttered away, and the last few crystal snowflakes fell on the portrait of Francis II hanging behind the throne, melting into water and slowly dripping.