Chapter 107
"What happened last night...you already know it?"
Withered hands lit the candles on the table, making the dark cellar more It's a bit bright.
The gloomy old Barry Senna’s eyes swept across his faces, and his voice was hoarse like an owl calling: "Our sir count’s granary is on fire."
The nobles sitting around the table are silent and nodded-even a fool can notice such a big noise.
Not to mention that Ruben Fried almost mobilized the guards and servants of the entire castle in order to fight the fire. Now the entire Deep Limburg is full of all kinds of exaggerated gossip.
But the nobles present here did not have the slightest worry on their faces. Instead, they all looked like secretly. No matter how concealed they were, they couldn't hide their mood at the moment.
"Visari Rand, and those idiots like him, finally did a great job, although they didn't expect that they actually succeeded." The old man was full of folds. There was a slight smile on his face: "This time, Master Count has to ask us, otherwise all his untouchables will have to starve to death!"
"I have already asked about it. Now, the food provided by Tian City Fort to those untouchables is only half of the usual amount! Some untouchables have started to make trouble, but they are suppressed by that damn wizard. Gentlemen, our chance is here!"
The more the old man speaks, the more excited he is, the more he speaks, the more excited his yellow eyes seem to be rejuvenated: "With a little provocation, these untouchables who don't understand loyalty will turn their backs and become our thugs. !"
"But...isn’t it dangerous to do this?" A certain nobleman hiding behind the crowd opened the mouth and said hesitantly: "If the Lord Duke knows about this, He certainly won't spare us lightly!"
"He won't—the damn untouchables who killed his heirs, and we are avengers, loyal servants for Master Count." The old man smiled slyly: "He has to thank us!"
"As long as the riotous untouchables rush in, the private soldiers of the Sena family will immediately seize the castle, when the time comes who is it? Don’t we have the final say on the count of killing?"
Speaking of which, the old man paused deliberately: "It may be difficult to accomplish this with the power of the Sena family alone, so you still need your help. That’s okay...Of course, these all are voluntary."
Although it is said, the nobles here all know what this old man means. So one after another "actively" stood up, saying that they "voluntarily" stood behind the Senna family and contributed to this plan.
Because the strength of each family is not the same, it took a long time for Barry Senna to figure out the clues and determine the share of troops sent by each family, and which families provide weapons and food, respectively. How much to bear.
Time passed, and the nobles who participated in the secret talks made sure that the outside world was complete, and then left the cellar with their respective quotas, ready to find a way to send the news to their family’s Fiefdom, and let them start. Prepare.
Only Barry Senna remained in the cellar, patiently waiting for another guest to come.
Only a few quarters of an hour later, the closed door of the cellar was opened again-the uneasy attendant Will Senna walked in in a panic: "I came quickly when I got the news. What is it?!"
"Of course it’s about our family’s future, child." As soon as he saw the youngster coming in, Barry Senna immediately showed a kind of expression, gentle Patted Will Head: "I have important things to hand to you."
"What's the matter?" The attendants were still very anxious: "I came in secretly, they may find that I am missing at any time!"
"Then I will make a long story short-we are going to plan a riot and kill Ruben Fried with the hands of those untouchables!" The old man's voice became cruel again: "Wait until the matter is over , And then the Senna family will clean up the situation and'avenge' for Master Count!"
"And you, my child, I am going to let you complete the most important task..."
The old man stared wide-eyed: "I want you to kill Ruben Fried!"
"Me?!"
"Yes! Wait until Ruben Fried! As soon as Lied dies, Deep Limburg needs a new count, and your succession rank is second only to Ruben Fried. As a count, you need enough prestige to suppress those servants who are loyal to our family!"
"You have to defeat him and kill Ruben Fried with your own hands, so that you can help your family regain the inheritance of this piece of inheritance and become the count of Deep Limburg!"
Will Cena's expression was still hesitant, looking at the old man in a daze. The old man who noticed it calmed down a little: "Do you have concerns?"
"It's nothing, but I think you might underestimate Ruben Fried and the wizard named Loren Torino! "Will said eagerly: "They are impossible so easily fooled!"
"The most direct example-those nobles who set the granary on fire were caught last night, I am I saw it with my own eyes. They all fainted in the warehouse one by one, and when they woke up, they were full of crazy talk, like seeing some terrifying monster!"
"Don’t you think it’s weird Is it? It seems to me that this is just as planned by the other party, waiting for these idiots to take the bait." Will is frowned, with a bit of fear in his eyes:
"even more how That wizard has been suspicious of me since a long time ago. It's better to say that he has never trusted anyone. Maybe you don't know that he proposed this damn land reform plan, and Master Count just implemented it!"
The old man who heard this information was also silent. The rays of light flashing in his pupils were enough to show how shocked he was, and even forgot what he had originally meant to say.
But those stupid guys were caught by count last night, but Barry at first thought it was just because they were stupid. Now it seems that the problem is not that simple.
This wizard named Loren Torino and his alchemist friend are very dangerous and uncertain factors, which are very likely to threaten their plans.
"So I think, maybe we can continue to drag, anyway, the granary is over, and Ruben Fried can't hold on for a few days." Will Senna said persuaded: "when the time He will surrender himself."
From the bottom of my heart, Will Senna never thought about taking risks for the family-he was just a descendant of a branch, and he couldn't even stay here if it wasn't for father. In the castle.
The reason Barry Senna values himself so much now is simply because he is the only suitable heir. Even if he really became the Deep Limburg count, he was just a puppet in the opponent's hands.
"You will be so scared, just because you are worried that you will be used by the family, and then abandoned, and thrown at the Lord Duke to vent the anger of his son's murder." The old man sighed, looking at Will's dodgy gaze. "Trust me, you don't have to worry about this."
"If the Duke is still ready to kill a man named Senna to calm down after the matter is over, I will take it." Barry Senna said solemnly: "And what you need to do is to become a new generation of Deep Limburg count and lead the Senna family to persevere tenaciously!"
"Barry grandfather......"
"I am old It’s already very big, and it’s not a problem for me to live less for a few days. Even more how would the Lord Duke treat me as an old fart?" The old man laughed very openly: "It’s really important. It is the continuation and prosperity of the Senna family, and all this is your responsibility!"
"Perhaps this family did not have any kindness to you in the past, but it also raised you and gave you those untouchables think A life that I dare not even think about, even gives you the opportunity to become the Castle Lord of this city!"
The old man’s words are extremely sincere, from the bottom of his heart, he is holding Will Senna tightly. Hand: "Now your family needs you to sacrifice and dedicate your strength. Are you going to watch this ancient surname go down?"
"I..."
"Become the Deep Limburg count, Will Senna!"