"Stella, you did very well. Now Father can rest easy, and in the future, I can safely entrust the Tulip Family to you!" Bernard said with a brilliantly radiant smile.
Bernard readily believed the matter of the warhorses. Moreover, to firmly establish that the warhorses belonged to the Tulip Family, he immediately continued, "Right, these are all fine warhorses. Once we return, Father will assign you some men and train a knight order that belongs to you alone!"
"Thank you, Father!" Stella accepted naturally.
"Bernard, wait a moment!" However, with so many fine warhorses before them, there were naturally people who grew envious when Bernard tried to claim them in just a few words.
Rakoff immediately stepped forward and stopped Bernard.
"Rakoff, what objection do you have?" Bernard looked at Rakoff.
"Bernard, it seems the enemies in this valley weren't driven off by your Tulip Family, were they?" Rakoff showed no weakness and directly challenged him.
Not just him—when the other earls saw these warhorses, they too were tempted. This was equivalent to all the fine warhorses they personally possessed, and they even came fully equipped with armor.
Batman immediately echoed, "Earl Rakoff is right. The enemies in the valley weren't driven off by your Tulip Family alone. These warhorses should be brought out and divided evenly!"
As for the other earls, they remained silent. Yet it was obvious that they, too, did not wish to see the Tulip Family swallow all the warhorses whole.
"Rakoff, Batman, have you two old geezers no shame at all? Why can't these warhorses belong to my Tulip Family?" Bernard sneered. "Before the younger generation set out, His Majesty said that whoever killed the enemy and seized the spoils, those spoils belonged to them!"
"So, Batman, Rakoff, let me ask you: were the direct