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Looking at Avril with a cold face on the opposite side, Cole's mouth was slightly raised, and his expression was gentle and authentic:

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"Your Majesty, what do you think of this condition? Are you interested in considering it?"

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"I've said it before, there's no problem"

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Avril nodded slightly, her pretty face showing an extremely cold expression.

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"However, in terms of the quantity of materials and the speed of mobilization, you must not do anything or perfunctory, you must do it as soon as possible! If you don't do it, the transaction will be voided!"

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"That's not a problem."

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Cole's gray hair trembled, and he said with a smile:

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"Don't worry, after all, Ansah only pays me the property tax, and every person who dies may pay a little less tax, and the money that little Ivan earns from selling things will not be distributed to me. I can't bear the people there to continue. Die like this."

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These bastards!

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Avril gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, suppressing the anger in her heart.

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The most important thing at the moment is undoubtedly disaster relief. If it continues, Ansa will lead to more people who died than the Farrells who are fighting. Since Cole has promised to dispatch food and supplies, what he said If it sounds unpleasant, it will be unpleasant. There is no need to make any extras.

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"Grand Duke! It's not good!"

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Just when Avril was about to get up to leave, a valet rushed in with a hurried look and said in a panic:

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"Ansa collar was broken again! This time... um..."

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After seeing Avril who was frowning in the room, the valet, who knew he had lost his words, hurriedly shut up, but it was still a little late, and Avril heard what he said.

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She turned and stared at the panicked valet, and asked worriedly:

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"The Ansar Territory has been broken again? Didn't the Grand Duke of the North already grab enough rations? Why did he come back? Was it taken by the Farrell family?"

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"Forehead……"

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The valet's throat moved, and he swallowed a large mouthful of water, but his lips were so tightly pressed that he did not dare to utter a single sound.

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It was winter now, but the beads of sweat on his forehead were still pouring out, and his eyes were rolling around, constantly giving Archduke Cole a secret wink.

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Seeing his performance, Cole, the old fox, knew that something was not right. After glaring at the valet in annoyance, he turned to look at Avril and said with a gentle expression:

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"Your Majesty, do you have anything else to do? If not..."

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"Old Cole!"

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Avril slapped the table sharply, her charming peach eyes slightly raised, revealing a rare sharp look.

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"Let him say it! Otherwise, all previous transactions will be voided! I'm not afraid to tell you that the successor to the throne will be my future pro...Prince! If you play tricks again, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

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After hearing her resolute speech, Archduke Cole's brows wrinkled in a rare fashion. After pondering for a while, he narrowed his eyes and raised the tip of his chin towards the valet:

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"Say."

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Seeing the coldness in his squinted eyes, the valet groaned inwardly, knowing that he was in trouble this time, and he would probably suffer a lot, but being stared at by two pairs of eyes full of anger, he had no choice but to face the scalp. I saluted, organized the language a little, and said:

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"I just received the news that a team of about 400 knights had entered from the southern road of Ansa, and they penetrated nearly 200 kilometers in one day, not only dispersing all the guards along the way, but also the Marquis Lord. All the dozens of road cards set up have been dismantled..."

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"South?" Two doubtful voices sounded at the same time, interrupting the valet's statement.

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Why is it south? Shouldn't it be someone from the Northern Principality?

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Archduke Cole frowned upon hearing this, while Avril realized that, not only did her tense face soften slightly, she even showed a slight smile.

Attracted by her "abnormality", Archduke Cole frowned and looked over. After looking at Avril's strange expression suspiciously, Archduke Cole raised his chin again and signaled his valet to continue.

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The valet saluted slightly, and after moving his throat again, he hesitated and said:

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"In addition to tearing down all Luca, every time they passed a town, they separated a few people, beat the guards away or killed them directly, and then began to distribute the materials hoarded by the Marquis..."

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Allocate supplies? Is this a disaster relief?

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Looking at Avril, who was already smiling, Archduke Cole frowned and said with a bad expression:

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"Your Majesty, you need to give me an explanation.

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Even if you are destined to become the queen of Flange, you are not qualified to dispose of other duchy nobles at will, or even openly plunder his wealth. "

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Looking at Archduke Cole with an angry face, Avril couldn't help but slightly curled up the corners of her lips.

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Seeing that the disaster victims' problems were about to be resolved, Her Majesty's heart fell, she was in a very good mood, and she couldn't hold back the smile on her face any longer.

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Possibly because she was too happy, she, who has always had a stable personality, was mischievous once, learning from Archduke Cole's previous operations, and pretended to be "angry":

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"It's unreasonable, this **** actually did such an outrageous thing! Don't worry, I already know who did it, so I'll write a letter and scold him!"

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"..."

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Even with the face of Archduke Cole, the words he just said were returned as they were, he still couldn't hang up, he snorted and stopped talking.

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And because she felt that her behavior was a little frivolous, Avril was somewhat embarrassed. Instead of "chasing and beating" the old fox, she turned her head dazedly and smiled softly at the valet.

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"Go ahead, what's the situation now?"

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"Ah? Good! Uh... now it's... uh..."

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Shaked by Avril's bright and beautiful smile, the attendant's mind was obviously a little dazed, filled with the charming and shy smile, as if his thinking was stagnant, and he forgot what to say for a while.

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He stared at Avril's face in a daze, "forehead" in a trance for a long time, only to be awakened by Archduke Cole's terrifying stare, and bowed his head shiveringly, not daring to look again.

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After reorganizing the language~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the valet peeked at Avril who was hard to hide, and said hesitantly:

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"Uh...now...I don't know what's going on right now...but...according to the person in the summons, because there are too many people going out for disaster relief along the way, after reaching Ansa Fort where Lord Ivan is located, , that team seems to have less than 100 people, and when he was sent out for interrogation, those people seemed to be preparing to attack the city."

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One hundred people...

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Archduke Cole felt a little relieved when he heard the words. As a territory on the border of the Duchy of Enwei, the Marquis of Ansa bordered four of the seven major duchies. There have been constant frictions, so it can be called a sturdy people.

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The standing legion there has more than 6,000 people, and the number of professionals is close to 300. The strength can be said to be first-class in the marquis. Even if the more than 400 people in that team are all professionals, they are not It must be beaten, not to mention that there are fewer than 100 people.

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When he thought of this, he turned his head and glanced at Avril who was in a trance, his expression returned to his previous calmness, even with a faint disdain.

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That team was probably overwhelmed by the victory because they played too smoothly along the way and did not encounter any decent resistance?

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More than 100 people dare to attack the city? Just looking for death!

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It is estimated that I will run outside for two days on the fifth or sixth day... I will try my best to keep it updated, but one day may be too late. If I really take a day off, I will double it up after that. (flying)