The unspoken question was raised, and the several of them all averted their eyes at the same time.
As great nobles of the Hori Kingdom, even if they had temporarily fallen from power, they still bore the responsibility of defending the privileged class. And now, the only remaining royal bloodline was the little princess, who was still too young to understand anything and clearly could not shoulder such a burden. They had to take responsibility for the Hori Kingdom—and, more importantly, find a patron for themselves.
At present, their patron was Benjamin, and military power was also in Benjamin's hands. Once The Church collapsed, the Black Nightmare Army would inevitably become the Hori Kingdom's new official army. This army belonged to them in name, but in reality, their say in it was not very strong.
That was why the old noble had raised this question.
"Your Excellency the Count, isn't it a little too early to bring this up now...? Let's wait until we've truly eradicated The Church before discussing these matters." Duke Colin gave a dry laugh as he spoke.
"It is never too early to prepare." The old noble lowered his voice. "Do you have any other candidate? Though the Riser Family has been stripped of its status, they were once great nobles. They can barely pass muster."
"Her Highness the Princess is still alive."
"But she has nothing in her hands. She cannot even write her own parents' names."
"She will grow up one day." Duke Colin's tone was remarkably firm. "In any case, The Church is our real problem right now. As for what comes later, let us discuss it later."
The old noble stared at Duke Colin for several seconds before finally nodding.
"Very well... since Your Grace insists."
The six of them tacitly shifted