Chapter 268 118 Romanfor's Audience

Chapter 268 -118- Roman Fore's audience

"Let me go! Let me go! What are you going to do? I am the envoy of Bold! I am the envoy of Bold! Do you want to be enemies with the Duke's family?!"

Outside the Earl's Mansion, the envoy from the Earldom of Tulip was tied up, looking terrified and struggling.

Behind him, a tall and strong sailor in black was holding the back of his clothes, grinning and lifting him up like a chicken.

Beside the sailor stood an old man in a black noble robe. He had a hunched back and slightly closed his eyes, looking drowsy.

Behind the old man, seven or eight black-armored swordsmen who looked difficult to deal with stood on both sides, holding swords and waiting.

They had no expression on their faces, exuding a faint extraordinary aura, and looked like strangers should stay away.

On both sides of the street, many citizens and nobles had gathered to watch the excitement.

Some sharp-eyed people have recognized the identities of the black swordsmen through the iconic black lion family emblem:

"It's the Roman-Fore family!"

"They are here? And they are making trouble at the door of the Earl's Mansion? The one who was arrested is the envoy of Bold? What are they going to do? Do they want to rebel?"

"I heard that only their family members did not attend the noble meeting a few days ago, but now they have tied up the envoy of Bold. Are they crazy?"

"It's not true as the rumors say, they have been rebellious for a long time, right?!"

The crowd of onlookers talked a lot.

When they saw the Roman-Fore family arresting the envoy of Bold, some nobles who heard the news had changed their faces:

"Viscount Roman-Fore?! What are you doing? Let go of the envoy of Bold quickly!"

"This is the Earl's Mansion. Are you arresting the envoy of the principality to embarrass the Earl!"

The nobles angrily rebuked the old nobles surrounded by the black swordsmen.

However, the old noble still closed his eyes and didn't even look at them, as if he didn't care about them at all.

Only those black-clad swordsmen swept over coldly, and the faint extraordinary aura on their bodies burst out in vain. The strong pressure made the nobles who rebuked them change their colors:

"Enter...enter the level!"

Their momentum soon weakened, and they took a step back at the same time, looking at the black-clad swordsmen with only fear.

When Charlotte, who was full of curiosity, came to the Earl's Mansion in person, she saw this scene.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the Bolde messenger who was tied up by the extraordinary sailors of the Roman-Fol family with strange eyes, and then smiled slightly:

"Your Excellency Viscount Roman-Fol, as soon as you came to North Port, you directly made such a scene in the Earl's Mansion. Do you need to give me an explanation?"

Hearing Charlotte's voice, the old noble who had been closing his eyes opened his turbid eyes.

He was seen tremblingly bowing to Charlotte with the help of his servants, and then respectfully said:

"Elfred Roman-For... Meet the Earl."

"My Lord Earl, this man has bad intentions and wants to deceive you with false news, so I arrested him."

After hearing the words of the old viscount, the tied messenger instantly shouted:

"No! I didn't! My Lord Earl! I came to provide assistance on behalf of Bold!"

"Okay, put him down, come in if you have anything to say."

Looking at the shouting messenger, a barely detectable red light flashed in the depths of Charlotte's pupils.

She glanced at the crowd that was gathering around her and said.

"As you command."

The old Viscount Roman-For bowed slightly and signaled the sailor to put the messenger down.

Then, he led the swordsmen of the Roman-For family, escorted the still tied messenger, and followed Charlotte into the Earl's Mansion.

Back in the meeting room, Charlotte sat back on the lord's seat.

She didn't even look at the envoy tied up by the Roman-Fore family. She took the black tea with milk handed over by Sebastian, sipped it elegantly, and asked leisurely with her legs crossed:

"Tell me, Lord Viscount, why did you tie up the envoy of Borde at the door of my Earl's Mansion as soon as you arrived? And... why didn't you attend the noble meeting of the Earl's Mansion some time ago?"

Facing Charlotte's inquiring eyes, Viscount Roman-Fore remained calm.

He bowed his head slightly and said:

"Lord Earl, in Castel, the Roman-Fore family is loyal to only one person, and that is you."

"Except for you, no one in Castel will let Roman-Fore bow his head."

Listening to the old viscount's words that seemed to have a hint of meaning, Charlotte couldn't help but look at him more.

The old viscount looked at her without looking away, but his cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with some indescribable emotions.

Charlotte wanted to see clearly what kind of emotion that look was, but the old viscount sighed first, lowered his head again and sighed:

"Anyway, it's the best thing that you are safe and sound."

"So... now that you have confirmed that I am safe and sound, can you answer my other question now?"

Charlotte asked.

Viscount Roman-Fol nodded slightly:

"Of course, my Lord Earl."

As he said that, he took out a parchment scroll from his arms and presented it with both hands:

"Lord Earl, please take a look at this transcript first. We, Castel, may be in big trouble next..."

Transcript?

Charlotte raised her eyebrows, motioned Sebastian to bring the parchment scroll, and then browsed it curiously.

As she read, her expression gradually became serious:

"Sir Viscount Roman-Fol, where did this transcript come from?"

"Lord Earl, it was forced out of a black market merchant in the Violet Principality. This person is a direct descendant of the current ruling family of the Violet Principality - the Buwat-Lint family. Everything in the transcript... is true."

Viscount Roman-Fol said respectfully.

"Buwat-Lint? A branch of the Buwat family? As I remember, isn't the Buwat family the sworn enemy of the Borde family? How did they get mixed up?"

Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly.

Viscount Roman-For nodded:

"Yes, the Buwat family is indeed the sworn enemy of the Borde family, and the Buwat family's fief, the Duchy of Buwat, has had hundreds of years of territorial disputes with the Duchy of Borde..."

"However, the Buwat-Lint family that rules the Violet Duchy is different. Although the Buwat-Lint family is a branch of the Buwat family, they have another identity."

As he spoke, Viscount Roman-For looked serious and said:

"They are the... maternal family of the third prince Philip."

"The maternal family of the third prince..."

Hearing this, Charlotte's expression became a little ugly.

"Master... what happened?"

Looking at the confusing conversation between Charlotte and Viscount Roman-For, Sebastian's face was full of curiosity.

Charlotte glanced at him and handed over the parchment scroll in her hand:

"Here, take a look for yourself."

Sebastian took it curiously and also browsed it. Soon, his face changed slightly:

"What? The third prince intends to join forces with the Violet Principality to divide the Earldom of Castel?!"