The Extraordinary Earl

There was silence for a long time.

"Your Majesty, our plan is ruined," said the king.

"But it's not the worst outcome. At least Libya and White Eagle have no plans to go to war. It's okay for Orange to maintain the status quo."

Duke Buffett nodded and said.

But both of them knew that this was only temporary comfort.

The king's plan failed.

The triangle is the most stable, and the confrontation between the north and the south will inevitably cause damage. Either Libya or White Eagle, one of the two will eventually rule Orange.

A unified Orange, with a powerful vassal rising, was by no means what the king liked to see.

Boring!

Pompeii and his son are indeed capable of tossing things around.

Too bad.

But the King's Prime Minister, after all, was the King's Prime Minister, and they quickly accepted this reality.

"Lift the ban on the royal capital and spread the news. The Orange New Party has been defeated. This is always an exciting thing and can boost our morale."

said the king.

"good."

Duke Buffett nodded and said.

After the conversation between the two parties ended, Grand Duke Buffett left the secret room and issued an order to the royal capital Taling to lift the ban.

News spread that the Orange nobles had achieved victory over the new party.

……………….

Tulip Mansion.

There is a small swimming pool at the back of the mansion. The sun was shining brightly at the moment, and there was a lounge chair holding a sun umbrella beside the swimming pool. There was a small table next to the lounge chair.

There were drinks and cakes on the small table.

Xinge lay on the lounge chair, drinking drinks and eating cake leisurely.

In the swimming pool, there were several young ladies with cool clothes and hot figures swimming. Xingge cast explanatory glances from time to time, revealing a mysterious smile.

"What a perfect life. If only we weren't at war, I would take a bunch of beauties on vacation to a place with a better environment." Xinge crossed his legs and thought to himself.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the butler of the Tulip family came over.

"Master, the ban in the royal capital has been lifted." The butler bowed and said.

"Luther won." Xingge affirmed.

"The three nobles won. What's even more amazing is that Duke Felger attacked Earl White Eagle, but was counterattacked by Earl White Eagle and Earl Libya. Now White Eagle and Libya divide Orange equally."

The butler's voice was not without fluctuations. The news was too shocking.

As the steward of the Tulip family, this steward is not an ignorant person and knows how amazing this is.

"Pfft!" Xingge was drinking a drink and toasting to his friend's victory. At this moment, the drink was all sprayed out. What on earth did this friend of mine do? !

But after a while, Xingge calmed down a little. He picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, then lay back down and muttered, "My friend is really good at tossing things up."

"Master, you don't seem too surprised?" The housekeeper was a little surprised.

"That guy's name is Luther, Pompeii. This name means he can toss." Xinge said.

"...!" The housekeeper was speechless.

…………….

The White Eagle family's relationship network in the royal capital is very rudimentary, and their friends only have one personality, Tulip.

This is just Luther's personal relationship, not the relationship between the white eagle and the white dragon crest.

The king and the prime minister looked at the white eagle.

Apart from this, the only ones who can be related to White Eagle are the Marquis Shillington family.

But the relationship between the two parties is very bad.

It can also be said that White Eagle stepped on Marquis Shillington's face.

In a villa in the north of the royal capital.

This villa is not luxurious, but it covers a large area. In the royal capital where every inch of land is at a premium, the price to buy this villa is definitely high.

But if you have money to buy such a big villa, the decoration is just average.

There is almost only one kind of person who can live like this.

wizard!

The owner of this villa is Magister Milly. A mature, beautiful and intellectual lady.

This Magister Milly has very high attainments in weapons. Marquis Shillington and this lady had not interacted before, but today Marquis Shillington came to visit and got to know this lady through connections.

There is only one purpose, to repair the damaged Black Divine Spear!

The lobby of the villa is large in style and very simple in decoration. After seeing each other, Magister Milly and Marquis Shillington sat down.

Marquis Shillington released the Black Divine Spear and handed it to Magister Milly.

"Your Majesty the Magister, can my Black Divine Spear be repaired? What price do I need to pay?" Marquis Shillington asked.

The tone was a little nervous.

This powerful weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Shillington family was actually injured. It was a nightmare for Marquis Shillington to think about.

Pompeii and Sons.

Marquis Shillington can now dream about the father and son, gnashing his teeth, wishing to tear the father and son into pieces.

"It can be repaired. As for the price, three million gold coins are enough." Magister Milly took the Black God Spear, observed it for a moment, and gave the answer.

"Three million gold coins!" This amount of money was not a lot of money for the Marquis, but it was not a small amount either, and it made him feel heartbroken. After nodding, the Marquis took out three million gold coins from his space ring and completed the transaction with Magister Milly.

"How many days will it take to repair it?" Marquis Shillington asked.

"Come and get it in three days," Magister Milly said.

Marquis Shillington nodded and was about to stand up and leave. Magister Milly suddenly asked with great interest: "By the way, I am very interested in the legendary weapon of the bloodthirsty monster. Can you describe it?"

Marquis Shillington's face suddenly turned dark, and he felt as if he had eaten a fly. But he couldn't get angry with Magister Milly, so he could only force a smile and said: "That is a sharp weapon. But it is damaged, and the weapon spirit seems to have been hurt, so it has no power."

Thinking about it now is really a nightmare.

But recalling it carefully, Marquis Shillington could still find the bloodthirsty monster, and the damage was really serious.

"Isn't it even powerful?" Magister Milly said with a look of regret: "The biggest function of the bloodthirsty monster is actually to emit a "halo of despair" at all times, a force that is both intimidating and destructive."

"When the earth knight stands on the battlefield holding a bloodthirsty monster, if you can stand in front of him, you are already the strongest among them."

"Yes." Seeing Magister Milly's longing expression, Marquis Shillington felt even more uncomfortable and said with a forced smile.

Marquis Shillington was going to say goodbye. Bloodthirsty Monster, Bloodthirsty Monster, he was very upset after hearing this.

At this time, Magister Milly showed a strange look on his face and said: "There was news just now that the Orange nobles launched a siege against the new party, and the nobles won. And White Eagle and Libya teamed up to eliminate Felger. Divided Orange.”

"You did a good job, White Eagle. It is indeed the bloodline left by the first Earl of Pompeii. When you have the opportunity, go to White Eagle, pay homage to the bloodthirsty monster, and try to repair it by the way. If you want to restore the bloodthirsty monster, even if I’m willing to do it for free. That’s a rare experience.”

Magister Milly kept talking, and the beautiful, mature and intellectual lady turned into a little fangirl.

It is precisely because of Magister Milly's obsession that she has such high attainments in weapons. But she was completely unaware of Marquis Shillington's dark face, as black as the bottom of a pot.