Heritage foundry

Chapter 590 Gray
No one dared to gamble, at least the head of the group, Baro, did not dare to gamble with his beloved little daughter.

Because no one knew what kind of crazy things would happen to a sick nobleman who grew up smoothly and was suddenly hit by a catastrophe.

Baro was riding on the horse, and the whole body of the battle armor made the sound of metal friction due to the trembling of his body.

"Don't hurt my daughter, everything is negotiable!"

Lalu Ballot smiled ferociously and roared:

"I said, now, immediately, immediately, turn your horses and bring me the heads of that poisonous woman and her children!"

Barrow turned his head and exchanged glances with Chigna behind him.

"Okay, Eldest Young Master, we'll go right away!"

After turning his head, Baro readily agreed.

The knights still turned their horses around, and Lalu's crazy laughter echoed behind him.

The Barot Knights began to attack again, and the target changed again.

The White Gold Duchy's foreign intelligence department, the think tank of the Duchy of Barot, sighed and said:

"Send someone to contact the eldest son. The matter cannot get out of hand. Before our people are all here, the Balotte Knights cannot be driven crazy, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

An intelligence agent quickly sneaked out of the hiding place and rushed to Barlot Manor.

Not long after, the think tank saw outside the Barlot Manor, the agent sent a signal to let him go.

A quarter of an hour later, the think tank met Lalu Ballot.

Just behind a group of women and children, Lalu Ballot looked at him full of doubts, but there was a little hope hidden in it, which made the think tank heaved a sigh of relief. The prince Balot was not completely crazy yet.

In this way, everything will be easy to handle!

"My lord, you must have known my identity. If I were you, I would immediately send someone to catch up with the knights and make them stop!"

Clean and neat, the head start, the tone of the think tank is cold, with a full sense of urgency!
"Why? Just because you are from the Principality of Platinum? After His Majesty Platinum killed my father, can he kill me again?"

Lalu yelled fiercely, but when his eyes met the coldness in the think tank's eyes, he shrank back slightly. Obviously, the banner of the Platinum Principality was extremely deterrent to him!

"My lord, now is not the time to discuss the authority of His Majesty Platinum, nor is it the time to discuss whether His Majesty Platinum dares to kill you. If you don't stop the actions of the Knights, I believe that it will not be His Majesty Platinum who kills you, but The surrounding nobles who want to carve up the territory of the Barot family!"

The think tank's speech was fast and clear. Before Lalu-Ballot could speak, he continued:

"Eldest son, you can think about it, whether it is the laws of the Sea God Empire or the rules of the nobility, will a lunatic who killed the former duchess and all legal bloodlines be allowed to have the right to inherit the title!"

"As for the fate of a territorial noble without an heir, I think the eldest son who has been educated by nobles must know better than me!"

There was a trace of fear in Lalu's eyes, which made the think tank's last worry disappear, and continued:
"So, if you don't want things to get out of hand, my lord, and you end up being punished by Ming Zheng, you should immediately call back the knights and let go of the knights' families. You know, using family members to blackmail knights, if it gets out , the title of Duke of Barot that you want is absolutely untouchable, this is a big taboo!"

The long sword in Lalu's hand trembled slightly, but the hand holding the hilt was loose.

The think tank made persistent efforts and said:
"Eldest son, your current situation is extremely bad, but it may not be without hope. For example, if Duke Balot's most powerful neighbor, the Platinum Dukedom, supports you, the eldest son of Balot, Lalu-Ballot, will become the next If you are Grand Duke Balot, then your chances of inheriting the title are still great!"

The think tank passed on the hope.

Lalu-Ballot's eyes lit up like never before, and he said in a hopeful and unbelievable tone:
"His Majesty Platinum will support me to become the next Duke of Barot?"

The think tank smiled for the first time, spread his hands and said:
"Why not? As long as you cherish His Majesty Platinum's friendship, why wouldn't His Majesty Platinum support you? And what you need to do now is to send someone back to the Knights, otherwise, if something happens to Mrs. Barot, everything will be in jeopardy." It's out of control!"

With a clang, the long sword in Lalu's hand fell to the ground, and he couldn't help repeating:
"Yes, that's right, Madam can't have an accident, nothing can happen!"

Raising his head, Lalu roared:
"Why are you still standing still, ride my mount, catch up with Baro and the others immediately, and order them to come back immediately, otherwise I will kill their whole family now!"

The manor guards, who had been prepared for a long time, rushed out of the manor at the fastest speed. Why are they willing to make such a fuss?If Madam Barot was really hurt, the empire will pursue it, and their accomplices who threatened the Knights will not end well!
Therefore, as soon as Lalu's order was received, someone rushed out immediately.

The think tank glanced at these manor guards with a sneer, a group of idiots dazzled by gold, if it weren't for the fact that they played a little role today, they really didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Turning to look at Lalu, the think tank showed an elegant smile and said:
"Now, before the Knights come back, and Mrs. Barlott hasn't arrived, we can talk about cooperation!"

Lalu nodded again and again, looking expectantly at the think tank.

The think tank waved his hand and said:

"Eldest son, are we talking here? There should be no shortage of rooms in the castle where we can talk about things!"

Lalu suddenly realized, and said again and again:
"Of course, of course, please follow me!"

Just as the two walked towards the castle.

The Barot Knights have already approached Mrs. Barot's frame.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes was approaching like thunder from a distance, which made the hundred Van Diesel soldiers guarding Mrs. Barlot nervous.

"Ma'am, something seems wrong!"

Mrs. Barlot frowned, and ordered:

"Don't panic, defensive formation!"

As soon as the words fell, Baro was seen galloping forward.

"No need, I'll talk to them!" Seeing that it was the Barot Knights, Mrs. Barot canceled the order just now. One hundred infantry soldiers, for the Barot Knights, can be wiped out with a single charge, and they are completely uprooted. Nothing works.

The soldier captain breathed a sigh of relief, and signaled his subordinates to put down their weapons. The gap in strength was too great. Under such circumstances, the best choice was not to do anything hostile.

"Barrow!" Mrs. Ballot got out of the carriage and only called Barrow's name.

On the horse, Baro lowered his head and said:
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but Lalu-Ballot has taken my daughter hostage!"

Mrs. Barlot frowned and asked:

"What does he want? Let you kill me?"

silence!

Mrs. Barlot nodded slightly, indicating that she understood, and then said:

"If you do it, you should be able to imagine your end!"

"Whether it is the empire or other nobles, they will not forgive a person who is injured and stained with the blood of innocent nobles!"

Still silent!

Mrs. Ballot's red lips lost their color, she took a deep breath, and continued:

"Don't be threatened to drive away your reason. You have to know that even if you take my life, your family will never have a good time!"

"I don't think I need Madam to remind you what kind of crime it is to kill a duchess. Of course you will die, and the best end for your family members is to die with you, otherwise princess slaves will be their destination!"

The words "princess" and "slave" reappeared in the eyes of the upper echelons of the Sea God Empire because of the turmoil in Linjing City. All the nobles knew about the work that the princess's slaves were required to undertake and the environment they lived in.

Baro suddenly raised his head, under the visor, the tiger eyes turned blood red.

A roar, like a dying beast!
"Why? What's wrong with us that we have to endure such a cruel thing?"

"Why? You all want to threaten the knight with the lives of innocent family members?"

"Why? For your own life, you can use other people's lives as bargaining chips without hesitation?"

The roaring and questioning made Mrs. Barlot's eyes soften and her brows relaxed again.

"Baro, I didn't persecute any of you. You also have to believe that the Barot family has always regarded you as loyal knights, and you shouldn't have endured such suffering!"

"Stand behind me, and I swear in the name of Balotte that your family will not be harmed in any way!"

There was a glimmer of hope in Baro's blood-red eyes.

"Madam! Your kindness is a virtue that the Barot Knights will always uphold!"

Rolling off the horse, Baro knelt down on one knee!

With Mrs. Barlot's words, Barot knew that their family's lives were saved, and no one would make fun of his family name.

Moreover, such a statement at this time means that Mrs. Ballot is willing to compromise with Lalu-Ballot for their family!

And among the nobles, as long as they are willing to compromise, there will be no blood!

Along with Baro, all members of the Baroto Knights knelt down on one knee to this lady for the second time today, expressing their loyalty.

The soldiers of the Vin Diesel family, who were in charge of guarding Mrs. Barlot, were deeply impressed by the charm of this lady. In a few words, they surrendered without fighting. Even if it was a woman, this group of soldiers were heartbroken.

At the same time, the head of the Platinum Principality's Foreign Intelligence Department met Mrs. Vin Diesel.

The middle-aged fat housekeeper stood behind his wife, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Ma'am, this is the person in charge of the Balotte Branch of the Foreign Intelligence Department of the Platinum Empire. He is deeply trusted by His Majesty Platinum. At the same time, all our activities in the territory of Balotte have received strong support from the person in charge!"

"Before leaving the family, the Duke had ordered that this Lord is a friend of the Vin Diesel family!"

These two sentences made the person in charge smile wryly, while Mrs. Vin Diesel showed a puzzled look.

"Housekeeper, why do you always call this lord's position instead of his name?"

The person in charge bowed his head slightly, showing respect to the lady, and said:
"Madam, don't be offended. Those of us who do intelligence work sometimes need to complete some work that provokes hatred, so we never reveal our names, so as not to be threatened or retaliated by our opponents!"

Mrs. Van Diesel has always had a dislike for His Majesty Platinum who killed his father, and at this time she said again:
"Oh? Could it be that in the Principality of Platinum, His Majesty Platinum is unable to protect the safety of his loyal family?"

These words made the middle-aged fat butler frown. Among his wives, everyone could feel the dissatisfaction with His Majesty Platinum.

But these words sounded very pleasant to the person in charge. He was worried that he could not explain to Duke Vin Diesel, but he did not expect the lady to send him a reason. It was so considerate.

His face became stern in an instant, and a pair of hawk-like eyes fixed on the face of the middle-aged fat housekeeper.

"Your Excellency the Steward, Mrs. Van Diesel's attitude seems to be inconsistent with what the Duke of Vin Diesel and His Majesty Platinum described!"

The middle-aged fat housekeeper did not expect this very talkative person in charge to turn his face at the slightest disagreement, and quickly said:
"Your Excellency misunderstood, although my wife is the daughter of the Barot family, she is the next generation duchess of the Vin Diesel family, and the friendship between the Vin Diesel family and His Majesty Platinum is unbreakable, and my wife has absolutely no love for His Majesty Platinum." Ding is not dissatisfied at all!"

Mrs. Vin Diesel lowered her eyes and was silent, noncommittal to her housekeeper's words, it seemed to be acquiescing, and it seemed to be a silent rejection!
The person in charge glanced at Mrs. Vin Diesel, then at the middle-aged fat butler, and said:
"Mrs. Vin Diesel's attitude, I think I understand it, that's fine, but fortunately, Lalu-Balotte also cherishes the friendship of His Majesty Platinum, otherwise, I really don't know, what should I do?" Hand over to His Majesty!"

Then he got up, looked at the middle-aged fat man and said:

"In that case, I will take my leave!"

After all, I got up and wanted to go.

Hearing his words, the middle-aged fat man was already terrified, stopped him quickly, looked back at his wife, and said almost beggingly:

"Ma'am, if Lalu Barlott inherits the title, I think Mrs. Barlott and your younger brothers and sisters will definitely not be what you want to see in the future!"

However, Mrs. Vin Diesel didn't appreciate it, and said with a cold snort:
"Although His Majesty Platinum has a high position and authority, but His Majesty the Empress is above, it is impossible for him to cover the sky with one hand in the empire!"

"I don't believe that the empire will allow an illegitimate son who has no official noble status and bloodline certification to have the right to inherit a duke title!"

The cold attitude made the middle-aged housekeeper know for the first time how obsessed his wife is with her revenge for killing her father!
"Ma'am! You..." The middle-aged butler wanted to persuade her again, but was stopped by the person in charge.

"Madam's attitude is obvious, so that's fine, steward, the position of the Platinum Principality's power in Barot's territory will change, I hope the Vin Diesel family is mentally prepared!"

"As for Madam, I have something to tell you!"

"If there is only one bloodline left in the Barlott family, then even if it is an illegitimate bloodline, I think Her Majesty the Queen will let the title of Duke Barott be passed on because of her sympathy for Duke Barott's contribution to the empire. !"

(End of this chapter)