Adrian; Augustus, this Court Baron and the Court Knights gathered together.
"Count Elias received the nobles of the southern count cities. I believe he may be harboring disloyal intentions."
"What?"
Several knights were first shocked, then furious, and the sounds of longswords scraping from their sheaths rang out one after another.
"That damned bastard. His father already swore loyalty to the Empire, yet he actually dares to rebel. Kill him. Take his head back to Monarch City."
Nostria City was worshiped by the subjects loyal to Augustus, who revered it as the eternal, imperishable Monarch City.
"Don't speak recklessly."
Adrian nervously stopped them, then said, "This is a count city. If you dare charge out, all of us will die."
"And besides..."
Seeing the knights' reactions, he hurriedly changed his wording.
"I'm not saying Count Elias has rebelled. Many count cities in this land weave the banner of the Barbary Lion. They are gentle by nature and dislike forceful rule and violence."
"That is also precisely why those Bull-men like living on the lands of the South."
"Count Elias... most likely has not betrayed anyone. I was only speculating..."
The more the Court Baron spoke, the more sweat gathered on his forehead, because he realized he was drawing close to the disputes inside the court.
His voice lowered.
"What I mean is... Count Elias may not support any Highness at all."
"What?!"
The Court Knights' eyes widened. They were even angrier than before, but none of them said anything about rushing out to kill people. Instead, each of them warily looked at the others.
Seeing this, Adrian regretted it. If he had known, he would not have said anything. He should have just waited until the time was up and returned to Nostria City with the nobles' attitudes.
"Mr. Adrian,