Chapter 282 Arrival

The Council of Elders governs the hall.

The clay dragon Ross squatted in the hall, the narrow vertical pupils in his dragon eyes were unfocused, and he held his head high, unwilling to bow to any human.

Baron Roman stood beside Lord Ross and said loudly: "It was me, I asked Lord Ross to stay in the Knights, because I was besieged by a mounted blue skin and several blue skins, and the Knights were in danger!"

"The dragon horn sounded, and all wyverns must obey orders unconditionally." Count Merlin was at the head of the hall, expressionless, with his white hair tied up in a braid, "Roman, as a noble of the Grand Duchy, have you forgotten your oath?"

Baron Roman stiffened his neck: "No, but there are priorities..."

"How dare you!" Count Osklo said sternly, "Roman, the Grand Duchy is the most important to His Highness Shadow Flame. You Don't quibble!"

"The fault is mine, I am willing to apologize to His Highness Shadow Flame!" Baron Roman also risked his life and threw his sword to the ground, "The fault is mine, I was reluctant to sacrifice the knight... I will resign from the position of Minister of Finance, whether it is a punishment or a reduction of the title, please do as you wish!"

"Sir Roman, there is no need for this, there is no need for this." Lord Quinbe, the chief steward of the interior, ended up trying to smooth things over, "I just summoned Sir Ross to ask about the matter clearly, you don't have to be so excited at all."

"I have explained the matter very clearly, there is no need to ask more questions, please ask the Council of Elders to exercise the power of the Grand Duke and punish me!"

The nine archons of the Council of Elders, Marquis Arnold Lieyang, and Princess Anxia were not there.

So only the six elder archons on the stage and the three princes who were listening could make a decision together.

Of course, Earl Merlin, as the chief archon, could exercise a veto.

At this moment, the six elder consuls each held their own opinions and began to discuss. The chief judge, Earl Osklo, insisted on severely punishing Lord Ross to serve as a warning to others; the foreign minister, Baron Kunbiff, said that it would be enough to reprimand Lord Ross.

Lord Quinbe, the chief steward, and Lord Quinbridge, the keeper of the seal, believed that since it was Baron Roman who prevented Lord Ross from obeying the Dragon, it would be enough to fine him one year's salary, and there was no need to deprive Baron Roman of his position as the finance minister.

Minister of Volcanoes, Quintke, was already old and drowsy in his chair, and did not participate in the discussion at all.

The three candidates had no power to govern, but only attended the meeting to learn.

In the end, everyone's eyes were focused on Earl Merlin, waiting for Earl Merlin to make the final decision.

Earl Merlin looked at Lord Ross, who was holding his head high, and then at Baron Roman, who was stiffening his neck.

There was no extra expression on his face, he just said calmly: "Roman Fluorescent Mushroom, blocking the clay dragon Ross from responding to the Dragon, although it will not affect the war situation, but the nature is bad, so he will be deprived of the position of Minister of Finance and sentenced to three years of combat hard labor."

Punishment is the punishment method used by the Grand Duchy of Shadow Flame for nobles. It can be hard labor like serfs working in the fields, or long-term combat hard labor on the snowfield, as well as hard labor of some special work nature.

Once the punishment was announced, everyone no longer had any objections.

Even Count Osklo, who was clamoring to punish Lord Ross, had no objection to this. Anyway, the goal has been achieved - remove Baron Roman from the position of Minister of Finance, so that Mel Yu Jiuhua will have one less helper.

And his son Augustus Shuiliu will have one more hope of winning the election.

"Roman, you can take Ross back. Three years of combat hard labor will start from the moment you return to the territory." Count Merlin said calmly.

Although he had anticipated all this, Baron Roman still felt a bitter taste in his mouth when he lost his position as Chancellor of the Exchequer and was sentenced to three years of hard labor in combat. He thought he could show his talents in the Red Castle, but he didn't last a month.

But now that things have come to this, Baron Roman has nothing to regret, at least he has saved the pride of Lord Ross.

Otherwise, if Lord Ross is really sentenced to desertion, I can't imagine how crazy Lord Ross would be.

"Lord Ross, let's go." He turned around and sighed.

The clay dragon finally lowered its head, and in its narrow and long pupils, Baron Roman's dejected back was reflected. Then it roared softly, and jumped out of the Red Castle Hall, flew high into the sky, and headed south home.

Baron Roman returned to his independent tower residence.

"Father!" The eldest brother Roland immediately trotted over to greet Baron Roman, "What's the situation? Has the Senate decided on the punishment?"

"Deprive him of the position of Chancellor of the Exchequer and sentence him to three years of hard labor in combat." Baron Roman sighed.

"Ah! How can grandpa be so cruel!"

"It's okay, it's only three years of fighting. It's just right for me to lead the Knights to the snowfield to kill some snow ghosts and help Rose hatch." On the way back, Baron Roman had already let it go, "I can't stay here any longer. I have to leave immediately."

"Father, I, I will go back with you." Roland was full of grievances.

"If you don't go back with me, do you still want to stay in the Red Castle and continue to embarrass yourself? Have you chosen the fantasy beast I asked you to choose? Once you have chosen, quickly cultivate your feelings, sign a contract as soon as possible, and then go to the Poplar Gobi to visit Baron Gvedas."

"Father, if I visit at this time, will it be a bit..." Roland was embarrassed and felt embarrassed.

After all, Baron Roman lost his position as Minister of Finance, and his position as assistant would naturally be lost as well.

"That's why I asked you to hurry up and sign the fantasy beast. If you delay it any longer, Baron Gvedas's daughter will be old and may not wait for you anymore!"

"Yes, father." Roland lowered his head.

Russell said, "Father, I don't have anything to pack. I can return to the territory with you at any time."

"Well, then you go and say goodbye to Mel first."

"Okay."

Mel was waiting for Russell in the independent castle. After seeing Russell, he said awkwardly, "I'm so sorry, Russell, grandpa..."

"I understand, cousin." Russell smiled, "Grandpa is selfless, which is a good thing for the Shadow Flame Duchy... Cousin, you have to work hard. My father has retired, but our family will only support you."

"Don't worry, I will perform well." Mel said, "Also, please apologize to my uncle for me."

"Okay."

After saying goodbye, Russell returned to the independent tower.

Baron Roman had packed his luggage, and Roland also brought back the fantasy beast he chose from the Fantasy Beast Paradise, which was an ordinary nightmare ghost horse.

"I'm not sure I can sign contracts with other fantasy beasts soon, but I've ridden this nightmare ghost horse several times before. It's very gentle and has a connection with me." Roland explained that the Fantasy Beast Paradise is where the Red Castle cultivates fantasy beasts.

Many wild and domestic fantasy beasts are raised there.

It not only cultivates fantasy beast knights for the Shadow Flame Dragon Blood Family, but also sells fantasy beasts to the outside world. Of course, not many people are qualified to buy fantasy beasts. Only the nobles of the Grand Duchy can buy them, and they are limited.

"The nightmare ghost horse is good. It's easy to synchronize the mind and thinking, and you can practice to the second level faster. Then you can choose a fantasy beast carefully." Baron Roman didn't think his son would not be promoted to a high-level fantasy beast knight.

Roland nodded: "Yes."

The father and his son quietly left the Red Castle - after all, they were sentenced to three years of hard labor in combat, and there was a ban on drinking and feasting in the Red Castle, so no one came to see them off.

Looking back at the Red Castle as tall as a mountain behind him, Baron Roman sighed: "We left in disgrace today, but one day, my father and I will definitely come back in glory!"

"Chirp, chirp!"

When the father and his three sons had just left Mirror Lake, they saw Lord Ross waiting for them on the road halfway.

"Lord Ross, are you waiting for us? Haha, I'm so happy to see you." Roland smiled and stepped forward to pat the dragon's butt.

But Lord Ross didn't even look at him, but stared at Baron Roman closely.

At that moment, Baron Roman felt that his heartbeat seemed to have missed a beat, and an indescribable feeling came over him.

But he quickly suppressed this strange feeling and calmly came to Lord Ross: "I'm sorry for making you wronged, Lord Ross."

Roland smiled awkwardly after being ignored.

Russell narrowed his eyes, as if he had noticed something.

The next moment, Lord Ross suddenly lowered his head, rubbed Baron Roman's arm with his big head, and then made a slight cry: "Chiu."

This was an unprecedented behavior.

Baron Roman suppressed the trembling of his body, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and nodded gently: "I understand, Ross."

He did not call him Lord again.

Instead, he jumped lightly, like riding a horse, and sat on Lord Ross's back. There, the bones of the wings and neck were intertwined, just forming a groove for riding, which held Baron Roman up steadily.

"Chiu, Chiu!" Lord Ross raised his head and roared, his legs stomping on the ground, rolling up a gust of wind and going straight into the sky.

The dust was flying, and when Roland and Russell swept away the dust in front of them, there was no trace of Lord Ross and Baron Roman.

Only Baron Roman's voice echoed in his ears: "Roland, Russell, your father will go first, hahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."