Just as he was anxious and uneasy, his face still showed his usual calmness, the sound of horse hooves came from the avenue in the distance.

A black painted carriage was slowly driving here. The driver who was chasing the carriage was not very familiar with the road, so he often had to stop the carriage to confirm the direction.

Earl Robert had seen the carriage standing on the hillside, but it was not so easy for the coachman at the foot of the mountain to find him between the dense branches.

The envoy wanted to scream twice to attract the driver's attention, but it would destroy his unmoving image.

Fortunately, the carriage continued to move forward in the end and around a bend, and a corner of the wooden house was already exposed at the end of the straight mountain road in front.

The coachman did not have the hesitation just now and drove straight along the mountain road.

Earl Robert looked at the carriage, which was a public carriage that could be seen everywhere in Sethburg.

The two sides of the black and unlustered carriage were not expensive glass, but two lattice windows. Four old horses who were almost unable to walk were pulling the worn-out carriage. In the cage on the roof, there were two suitcases randomly stuffed in the cage on which the luggage was placed. It was obviously just a disguise.

Count Robert couldn't help but secretly admire his allies' caution. The ally came to this place in such a carriage, and the arrangement was made carefully.

Just as Count Robert was waiting for the ally to open the car door and walk out of the car, he didn't expect that it was not the person he was looking forward to getting off the car, but the driver who drove the car.

The coachman was covered with a large cloak, and his wide brim covered his face.

What was beyond the expectation of Count Robert, the coachman gently removed the brim of his hat from his head, revealing a familiar face.

"I really didn't expect that you are really cautious." Earl Robert finally showed his rare smile as he looked at his allies. Perhaps because he hadn't smiled for a long time, this smile seemed extremely strange.

"There is no way. The envoy is not unaware of what the situation is now." The man said slowly. In fact, it was not his own wish to come to see the envoy this time.

"Come in the house, the guests have arrived." Earl Robert said as politely as possible.

He is no longer the glorious special envoy at the time. Although the halo of the imperial envoy has not been removed, his prestige has undoubtedly disappeared due to the failed action.

Count Robert knew that when he returned to Serthburg, he would face a group of angry southern nobles, and that they would not be afraid of his strength and coldness. The acting lord and military chief would never help him get rid of all this.

Count Robert did not know whether the letter he sent to His Majesty the King had already arrived at His Majesty's table. For this failure, he blamed Count Matil's deliberate arrangements.

This bastard was obviously completely bought by the ulterior motives Prince Phillips. The information he provided undoubtedly woven a huge and tight net, covering himself and His Majesty the King.

Serth Fort was not completely controlled by the acting city lord and military chief as he said, and the lord's heir was not a puppet with no opinion.

On the contrary, the one who really controlled the Serth Castle was the little lord who had not yet grown up.

This young man is the smartest and best-scheduled person he has ever seen.

Compared with this young man, although his cousin Rowenel was the deputy chief of finance, he was as young as a shop apprentice. Even a well-known and powerful figure, the scheming Duke Phillips seemed to be less proficient in management than this young man.

The strategy he had worked hard to figure out was almost easily resolved by this young man.

Fortunately, there are many people among the businessmen who have great selfishness. They want to use themselves to gain huge benefits and are willing to be used by themselves.

Even so, Count Robert did not dare to put all his expectations on these people. He had decided to use the most powerful weapon in his hands.

Although, this has violated His Majesty's ultimate wish.

Count Robert had decided to put everything about him and His Majesty the King in this gamble.

"Sir, you will be summoned here at the time. It must be for the purpose of the lord's heir. This has become a matter recognized by everyone. What's more, because your subordinate accidentally injured the lord's heir, any negative recognition of the heir will be regarded as malicious invasion by all the officials of Serthburgh. I don't have the ability to withstand such strong pressure." The invited guest said, and he was obviously unwilling to enter the wooden house.

Faced with this guy who looked honest and honest and talented, Robert felt anger rising up. No one knew better than him what kind of ungrateful and erectile scheming thing this guy was, and he always showed a fair, honest, upright and noble gentleman. He secretly colluded with Earl Mathil, a naughty embryo, to do something harmful to the world.

However, he is better than Count Mathil because he never shows up and always directs his men to do this and that. When the Mathil family fled in dilapidated and fled, he actually took the blame for his former partners. The Mathil family's hidden property in the Castle of Seth were excavated one by one by one by one by one by this guy who knew the details.

Except for a small part of this huge property, which was dedicated to the lord's heir as ill-righteous wealth of the Mathil family, in exchange for his stronger and unshakable status, all the others were swallowed up by this greedy guy privately.

Earl Robert's mouth touched the corners of his mouth twice, trying his best to suppress his anger. Now is definitely not the time to tear his face apart.

"Viss Faris, I did not plan this failure very well, but how could I know that your lord's heir is a magician? You didn't tell me about this in advance." Earl Robert was always worried about this matter. Although he didn't want to completely break up, he still couldn't help but question it.

"I thought Count Matil had mentioned this matter to you, the Special Envoy. Count Robert, you had not come to me to ask about Mr. Bairndit." The viscount shrugged and said.

Hearing this ally say this, Count Robert wished he could rush forward and leave a big slap mark on this square face.

"I apologize for not visiting you, but my adjutant once asked you about the situation of Serthborg, and you didn't seem to tell him anything meaningful." Earl Robert said coldly.

"Is that? It must be that your adjutant has not reported to you what I warned him. I have repeatedly reminded him that although the little lord is young, he is quite powerful, and he is also an extremely clever magician. He has killed another magician sent by His Majesty the King in front of us. I believe your adjutant does not think that a minor child can be of any power, so he forgot to report the information I provided to you." Viscount Falis kicked the responsibility to the adjutant who was already lying in the grave.

Earl Robert had nothing to say about such a death without evidence.

Looking at the guy in front of him who obviously intends to completely separate himself from him, Count Robert had to use his final killer move.

From the Count Matille's panic evacuation of his family from Serthborough to other places, it can be imagined that this idiot did an extremely fatal thing that the people of Serthborough hated.

If people knew that the Viscount and Count Matil were once close accomplices, perhaps their anger towards Count Matil would fall on the Viscount.

"When Mr. Falis, Earl Mathil, was in the capital, I felt deeply the favor that Your Excellency gave him in his troubled times, and therefore praised your character before His Majesty the King and me.

"You must have imagined that Count Matille had completely preserved you and his letters, which mentioned that you had participated in an act of proving the illegality of the lord's heir, and these letters were now in my hands.

"I don't know what Count Matil had planned, but I know that he must have angered most of the people in Sethburgh. If I handed these letters to the lord's heirs, you said, what kind of dilemma you would face. Of course, perhaps the little lord's heir was a generous figure, a true saint, who would forgive all your actions."

The sarcastic words of Count Robert made the viscount fight a cold war all over. This was the thing he was most afraid of others to mention.

The connection with Earl Matil was a big rock that always weighed on his heart.

The most disgusting thing is that the guy named Mathil never told himself that the absolute evidence he had in his hands was the finger bones taken from Miss Lisa's remains. If he had known that Earl Mathil had such evidence, he would never stand on the same front with him in this matter.

Viscount Falis definitely did not believe that the heir of the little lord would be a reasonable and magnanimous person. He was absolutely sure that no one in Sethburgh regarded the little lord as a saint or an angel.

No one would forget that when he stood next to the wizard's corpse, his cold look seemed to have seen death; no one knew that the little lord frowned at the already exquisite and beautiful glass products, and ordered the craftsmen to break all the remade appearances with disappointment.

If the strength and majesty of the envoy in front of him is a deliberate image, then the heir of the little lord has completely gained the essence of it, his strength and majesty are from the inside.

Viscount Falis definitely does not want to be enemies with the little lord's heirs, and he does not want to be the next target of this ruthless murderer who is proficient in magic.

What's more, this is Serth Castle, the heir of the little lord has endless majesty.

What's more, behind the little lord's heir is Lord Hyde, a powerful figure hiding a bodyguard with a paladin's strength.

However, Viscount Falis was desperate to find that if he did not want to be an enemy of the little lord, he would face another more arrogant murderer.

This envoy was not a good man and a woman. The assassination he planned was much more thorough and fierce than the assassinations that Count Matil had planned. Moreover, with the support of His Majesty the King behind this envoy, he was much more unscrupulous.

Clamped between two cannibal beasts, Viscount Falis felt that he had no chance to escape.

"Please, let the guests of Nangang wait for so long, and you're a little disappointed. Let's go in quickly." Earl Robert said with a smile, knowing that he won the first game.

This hypocrite who is worried about gains and losses now has to consider his opinions carefully.

Looking at Viscount Falis' noun expression, Count Robert seemed to have regained his confidence. He raised his chin, straightened his chest, and walked into the wooden house with his usual cold appearance.

Behind him, Viscount Falis hesitated to follow in.

The wooden house is quite spacious, with most of the house embedded in the hillside, so two-thirds of the room are earthen walls, and only one-third near the door is made of wood.

Like ordinary mountain huts, windows and doors are closed with ordinary wooden boards, and ordinary people cannot afford expensive glass windows.

The light that illuminates the room came in from several skylights open on the roof. In addition to the light, there was also a bitter cold wind entering the room. Fortunately, there was a strong fire burning in the fireplace open on the walls of the room, which finally drove away the chill.

In order to seek as much warmth as possible, the merchants moved their chairs as close to the fireplace as possible.

Everyone was crowded together, because they had already met each other, so the wooden house was quite lively.

Seeing the Earl of Robert coming in, all the merchants stood up and bowed to the envoy.

Although everyone knows that the envoy has temporarily lost power in the fight with the heirs of the little lord, for them, the envoy is still the imperial envoy who represents His Majesty the King.
Chapter completed!