The Extraordinary Earl

The Count of Libya was excellent.

Steady and resourceful, he will not use minions easily.

This is a traditional lion king, very well hidden. At a time when the big shots in the kingdom believed that Duke Felger was much more threatening than the Earl of Libya.

This traditional lion king took the opportunity to kill Duke Felger.

Judging from the results, even without Luther's existence, it would be impossible for Duke Felger to kill the Earl of Libya and annex the Earl's territory.

This is a traditional lion king, a conservative monarch.

He is very qualified. But he happened to meet Luther Pompey, this cheating guy who cheated whenever he disagreed. There were elemental planets, Miss Jenny, and bloodthirsty monsters, etc.

When this traditional lion felt that he couldn't deal with Luther, he decided to wait. Luther had already surpassed the Count of Libya by a long way.

Now Luther even has legendary combat power.

There is not much way left before the count.

"Hmph." The Earl of Libya snorted coldly with a livid face, stood up and left the throne, heading to the study on the second floor.

"You kid, you actually want to seize my hereditary territory in Libya, you. Hey." Mr. Al didn't dare to express his anger at first. After the count left, he pointed at Luther for a long time, and then sighed. One breath.

this is normal.

Luther had a personal relationship with Mr. Al, but Mr. Al's surname was Libya. Of course, between family and friends, family would be given priority.

Luther didn't blame him, he just sighed: "Whether it is Libya or White Eagle, they all need a unified Orange."

"Libya has been sitting on the throne for a thousand years, it cannot sit on it forever."

"What will be the result?" Mr. Al still couldn't accept this for a while, but after spending a little time, he still accepted it, and then asked Luther.

He also saw that if the count was really angry, he would have taken action by now. But now the earl left angrily. This was an excuse to discuss with the old earl.

The heir to White Eagle in front of him, Luther Pompey, was more terrifying than the Earl had imagined, and even the Earl was not completely sure of winning him.

Anyway, Mr. Al has understood that Luther Pompey, who had asked him to lead the way to enter the top circles of the Golden City, is already a behemoth.

"Since the earl did not choose to take action on the spot, then you Libya is doomed." Luther shrugged, then leisurely picked up the black tea and took a sip, and picked up the biscuits to eat.

Or bear biscuits.

The cooks are really interested.

………………..

Luther's guess was correct. After the Earl of Libya returned to the study on the second floor, he met the old Earl. The old earl also watched the entire meeting through the tower spirit.

"Dad, is this guy trying to scare me, or does he really have something to rely on?" The Earl of Libya was angry below, and now he came to ask his father.

In fact, the Earl of Libya already had the answer in his heart, but he still couldn't let go easily.

Easily give up the territory that Libya has operated for thousands of years. Is he about to become the last lord?

Count of Libya, the traditional lion king is very decadent at the moment.

"If it were you, would you take only a white dragon deep into the enemy's lair to say such domineering words?" The old count pondered for a long time and asked.

"Won't."

The Earl of Libya sighed.

"If it were Ferge, would he take only one white dragon deep into the enemy's lair and say this?" the old earl asked again.

"No." Earl of Libya thought for a moment, shook his head and said.

"That's it." The old earl put his hands behind his back, then floated towards the window, looking at the scene outside the window, he said: "You are the cautious lord, Felge is the offensive lord, and you are both very good. . You wouldn’t do such a stupid thing, so how could Luther Pompeo do such a stupid thing?”

"What's his trump card? A bloodthirsty monster? Or the Blood Dragon Mother? Or even the undead lich, Mr. Atana?"

"I can't even count the number of cards he has. All in all, since he is here, he must have someone to rely on."

"Are you just giving away the territory for nothing????" The Earl of Libya clenched his hands into fists and almost bit his teeth into pieces.

"There is nothing we can do about it. Among the entire separatist forces in the Kingdom of Prussia, we in Libya have no legend and are the weakest existence. If it weren't for the Archduke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge to protect us, we would have been destroyed by the king long ago. In During this long period of time, we were unable to develop and cultivate a legend. Instead, we failed."

The old Earl sighed, then he floated back, patted the Earl of Libya on the shoulder and said: "Just like Luther Pompey said, the Earl of Libya has been sitting on the throne for thousands of years, and it is indeed time for him to do so. It’s time to abdicate.”

"Write a resignation letter to Luther Pompey. We in Libya will completely give up our territory. The family is scattered. Some of them go to live in the territory of the Grand Duke of Northland, some go to live in the territory of the Marquis of Cambridge, some go to the royal capital, and some stay to guard in Orange. Villas and tombs left by ancestors.”

"Orange has entered a new era, an era in which the Grand Duke of the North, the Marquis of Cambridge, the Earl of White Eagle compete with the king. We cannot put eggs in one basket and disperse family members, but must ensure that the blood of the family is passed on."

The old count is very wise.

He is the only wizard count in the history of Libyan counts. He has experienced too much in his life, so he can afford it and let it go.

He also knew that with Libya's strength, it was not qualified to participate in the game. Now being annexed by Earl White Eagle may be a good thing.

Give up territory and continue the family.

Scattered families.

Libya is not dead, it is just ushering in a new era.

"good."

The Earl of Libya took a deep breath, but could not cheer up. The traditional lion king seemed to have aged ten years suddenly. He walked towards his seat with a slightly hunched back.

Then he used a piece of magic paper and a magic pen to write an official letter about leaving the country.

Announced that Libya was giving up its territory.

Recognize that Orange belongs only to the Earl of White Eagle and his son.

"Hey." The Earl of Libya let out a faint sigh, took heavy steps, returned downstairs, and handed the official document to Luther Pompey.

Mr. Al looked in disbelief. His Excellency the Earl, and His Excellency the old Earl, actually surrendered without a fight? ? ? ? ?

"Thank you for saving Orange from a major war. I will give Libya preferential treatment to ensure Libyan life."

Although Luther guessed the choice of the Earl of Libya, when he received the official document, he couldn't help but be a little excited.

It's not easy.

Orange is mine.