"How dare you do it!" Locke's voice was trembling slightly. Seeing the guards who were protecting him struggling to resist, he gradually lost confidence in his heart.
He should have known this a long time ago. This madman dared to kill two princes. How could he be afraid of a family head like himself?
Faced with Locke's questioning, Claire did not open his mouth to explain, but slowly held his open palm, while Spatial Power slowly squeezed the whole body of Locke and other family heads.
In fact, Claire is not willing to kill them all. It's not because he's afraid of anything. It's just that if so many people die, the impact may be a bit big, and it will affect Irene's overall takeover later.
But if the other party really wants to die, then I have no choice but to satisfy them. If I compromise here, then they will feel confident and threaten themselves by pinching their own necks. Although it is not very useful, it is still disgusting enough.
"Kill one or two first and then see." Claire said to himself, and then set his sights on Locke. This guy was the one causing the most trouble, so let's choose him to scare the monkeys.
After deciding, Claire pointed his finger at Locke, put his middle finger on his thumb, and flicked it gently.
At this moment, Locke felt that his life no longer belonged to him, and the next second his body might be torn apart like Peter just now, when a phantom stood in front of him.
"Ancestor!" Locke ran over and half-knelt down after seeing the phantom.
Claire also looked at Archmage who just appeared and nodded with a smile, which was regarded as a greeting.
After Locke saw his ancestor Archmage appear, his confidence suddenly became stronger. His eyes when he looked at Claire were full of provocation, "Ancestor, please make the decision for me!"
"What do you call him?" Claire looked at the other party and asked.
"Dolly of the Bunir Family." Dolly's tone was somewhat polite, and while speaking, he was constantly looking at Claire, trying to see something from him.
"Claire, the lord of Griffin Territory."
"Give me some face, let's forget about today's matter." Dolly said.
Locke looked at his ancestor with a surprised look. Why is this different from what he thought? Ancestor, what are you discussing with him? Shouldn't you just go up and beat him up for daring to touch the majesty of the Bunir Family! Why are you still discussing it with the other party, and the tone still sounds like it belongs to the weaker party?
However, although he was puzzled, Locke did not have the courage to disobey the decision made by his ancestor, and just lowered his head in silence.
"Dolly Duke's face must be given. But your Lord Locke doesn't seem to give me face."
After Dolly heard Claire's words, he turned his head and looked at Locke behind him. The meaning in his eyes was very clear.
Locke quickly explained, "Ancestor, he plans to charge 15% more before tax. I am just doing this to safeguard the interests of our family."
After listening to Locke's explanation, Dolly turned his attention back to Claire.
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's jaws almost dropped, "Fifteen percent is too much, can it be less?"
As soon as these words came out, the noble ministers below couldn't believe their ears. I have cut your flesh with a knife, and you are still discussing with others whether you can cut it less? Is this still the superior Archmage?
But what surprised them even more was Claire's reply, "It's not what I want to take, I want to pay for it. For the development of the kingdom, it is indispensable."
Dolly pursed his lips and took a deep look at Claire, "Why bother, it's thankless."
In Dolly's opinion, this is not of great benefit to Claire, and it may also offend the interests of their families. If he wants to monopolize it, he can understand it, but no, this is somewhat thankless, and if he monopolizes it, he still has an excuse to deal with it, but just for the development of the kingdom, occupying the righteousness, Dolly has no good reason to refuse for a while.
Claire took a step to the left, put his hand on Irene's shoulder, and said with a smile, "This is the will of His Majesty Irene."
The moment his hand was placed on his shoulder, Irene also raised his head and looked at Claire, with a different kind of light shining in his eyes.
Dolly also smiled with understanding, "I understand."
He did understand that Claire was just giving support to Irene, and was not intending to dominate the entire kingdom. So in the future, as long as Irene steps down, he will return to his previous appearance.
A King usually only reigns for fifty or sixty years, which is just the blink of an eye for a Archmage who has a lifespan of thousands of years. In order not to offend a new Archmage with a bright future, he can still afford the loss of profits during this period of time.
After Dolly finished speaking, he lifted up Locke, and his figure slowly disappeared into the hall.
Before leaving, he left a message, "Bunir Family is no different."
It was also such a sentence that made all the noble ministers still in the field feel a huge wave of excitement. Their eyes turned crazily. Even Dolly Archmage compromised. So where should I stand next? Are you still going to hang out with those big families? Let's turn around and support His Majesty Irene.
But soon they no longer had to hesitate. The heads of the aristocratic families who had led the opposition just now half-knelt down, "Your Majesty, we have no objection to this."
The moment Dolly Archmage left, they all received a message from their ancestors.
They also understood where Claire's confidence to fight and choke them came from. Archmage, who was in his early twenties, would not believe him if he was not a Dharma Saint.
They were all a little glad that their stupid behavior just now allowed them to survive. They dared to openly provoke Archmage, a person like their ancestor. Even if they had just been killed, their ancestor would probably not avenge themselves, and would only change the head of the family to continue to maintain the running of the family.
And after knowing that Claire is Archmage, the resistance in their hearts is not that great.
There are only a few high-end combat forces in the kingdom, and it can also be said that the kingdom only serves those few high-end combat forces, so now that a new high-end combat force has been promoted, it is natural to give some of the original benefits to the other party.
In the Royal Capital Magic Academy, Merlin looked at his precious granddaughter sitting cross-legged on the sofa and couldn't help but sigh.
Edith looked over in confusion upon seeing this, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"
"Harmful!" Merlin couldn't help but sigh again, stood up and shook his head, with a look of hatred on his face and said, "I asked you to have more contact with Claire before, but you refused, but now you can't climb any higher."
Edith's head was full of question marks, and he didn't understand that his Grandpa Dharma Saint would actually say such words as Gao Pan.
"Twenty-one-year-old Archmage, how did he do it?" Merlin was also in deep confusion at this moment. He originally thought that he was a genius, but now it seems that he only has a little talent.