Chapter 76: The next master of Seronil Territory, she doesn’t hate power…

Before Jotina's funeral was over, the Marquis was murdered. The entire castle was suddenly shrouded in a shadow, and everyone was in panic and chaos.

As the eldest son of the current Marquis of Kesley and the heir apparent in everyone's eyes, Vaholian is naturally responsible for the Marquis's murder case and other affairs in the mansion.

A day had passed since the Marquis was found dead.

In the council hall, the retainers of the Caseley family were whispering to each other outside the main table. Several subordinate earls and viscounts were sitting at the end of the long table. They exchanged glances silently and glanced at those sitting in the front.

Although Pope Benedict came to the parliament hall to show his respect, he still looked listless and had no interest in anything.

The Heihef siblings seemed to be in a good mood. The death of the Marquis had no effect on them. Balkas waved away the servant who wanted to pour tea for Leticia and took the kettle to pour it for her himself.

Osha played with the jewel-encrusted dagger in her hand. No one dared to speak up against her for such rude behavior. This woman, who was about to be knighted by the Emperor himself, would also be the first female knight in the Empire. The Emperor was willing to make an exception for her, which showed his trust in her.

"Master Vaholian," Earl Vance suddenly said, "The meeting is about to begin. Why hasn't Miss Vifia arrived yet?"

Without waiting for Vaholian's answer, the door of the conference hall opened. As the door gradually closed, Vifiya lifted her skirt and stepped forward, then sat down calmly under the gaze of everyone.

Marlene stood quietly behind her with her head down.

She lifted her eyes to look at the nearly fifty-year-old Marquis Vance. Apparently having heard his question, she smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, something happened last minute, so it took me a while."

Sitting on the main seat, Vaholian glanced at Vifiya. She was no different from before, and he didn't want to pursue the issue of her being late.

Earl Vance, who was hit back by Vifia's light words, twitched his lips slightly, as if he wanted to show off in front of the nobles. He put on a preaching look and said, "Miss Vifia, what could be more important than the Marquis's business? Besides..." He changed the subject and said, "Miss, it's inappropriate for you to bring a maid into an occasion like this, isn't it?"

The conference hall had fallen silent, but at this moment the voice of Earl Vance was particularly clear.

Vifiya did not speak immediately. Viscount Lihan, who was sitting at the end of the long table, was a little more respectful, but still said to Earl Vance with ill intentions: "My lady is the daughter of the Marquis. Naturally, she knows what is important."

Vifiya's smile persisted. Couldn't they wait any longer? They thought the Marquis was dead, and she still had no one to marry. By publicly and seemingly legitimately belittling her, they could secure a marriage with the Marquis? Foolish.

She asked in confusion, "Isn't my brother's attendant here too?"

Gavin, who was called, glanced at her and quickly concealed all his emotions.

She turned to look at Earl Vance's position, but the smile in her eyes was gone: "Everyone, please take your place."

As soon as she said this, not only the retainers who had seen her before, but even Vaholian could clearly feel her change.

The flowers, which were always gentle, suddenly grew sharp thorns.

Before Vaholian could think about it, Vifiya turned her gaze to him again: "Brother, now that everyone is here, let's get started."

Vaholian withdrew his gaze from her and began to discuss the topic of today's meeting room - the murder of the current Marquis of Kesley.

Time passed little by little, and everyone spoke out their thoughts at once. The scene was occasionally chaotic, and the nobles sitting at the top of the long table did not speak easily.

In the midst of yet another chaos, someone mentioned the issue of succession to the title...

After a period of silence, an elderly and somewhat prestigious retainer was the first to break the silence.

"Since the Marquis has already embraced the Goddess." The retainer paused, looking at Valhorian with cloudy eyes, "Young Master should also take over everything in the Marquis's Mansion as soon as possible."

"yes."

The retainers whispered to each other and all agreed.

"The young master is the heir to the family. Although such an unfortunate event has befallen the Marquis, the affairs of the territory still need to be taken care of."

"Young Master, please take over all affairs of the territory temporarily. After a few days, formally request His Majesty to accept His Majesty's letter of appointment."

The nobles who were qualified to sit at the long table and were subordinate to the Kesley family also expressed their agreement one after another.

This is how things should develop, and this is the only way they should develop.

They all looked at the great nobles present, but they did not express anything.

No indication is the default.

Vaholian glanced around and saw that things were developing in the direction he wanted. Even though he was usually calm, his heartbeat couldn't help but quicken at this moment.

His eyes remained calm. Seeing that the time was almost right, he was about to speak when the leader of the Knights, Baron Newman, who had been sitting quietly at the long table, suddenly stood up.

His movements were so conspicuous that even Benedict paid him some attention.

His gaze swept across several important nobles present, finally stopping on Vahorian. "Since everyone has mentioned this issue."

His voice was like a bell, and he turned and called towards the door, "Deputy Commander Thornton."

The door of the conference hall suddenly opened, and Naang came in wearing armor and holding a sword, with a piece of parchment in his hand.

Such a solemn look made the nobles present fall silent.

For some reason, Vaholian had a bad feeling, but what could stop him now?

Vifiya glanced sideways. Barron was the Marquis's confidant. He was very useful and he was absolutely loyal to every Marquis of Kesley.

In the past, even if she was a marquis, he would still be extremely loyal to her.

Barron took the parchment from Naang's hand with both hands, placed it flat on his chest, and walked step by step to the main table.

There was no emotion in his eyes. “This is the will made by the Marquis.”

Vifiya couldn't help but glance over in surprise. This was the first time in her seventeen lifetimes that she had seen the Marquis's will. She looked away, suppressed her emotions. Did he already know he would die? Impossible. Something special must have prompted him to create a will, making it useful in this lifetime.

Vaholian obviously didn't expect that the Marquis would write a will for him so early, but he didn't think in his heart that there would be anything threatening him in this will, because he was the child taught by the Marquis himself.

The entire conference hall was instantly in an uproar, and then quickly quieted down.

The seated nobles all stood up, except for the Pope who sat up slightly, and the other nobles sitting at the top also stood up slowly, which was a respect for the deceased Marquis.

In the silence, only Barron's voice was clear.

"I, Blount Caseley, now Marquis of Caseley, do, in a state of sanity and clarity, make this will to establish my final wishes."

"My territory, Cyronil, and all its properties, including land, farmland, castles, manors, all slaves, and all resources, will be inherited by my second daughter, Vifia Kesley."

"She will be the next master of Cyronil Territory."

Vaholian suddenly looked up at Barron in disbelief. How could it be possible! How could a marquis make such a will! Vifiya became a marquis? What a joke! A woman? How could she become a marquis!

Vifiya couldn't help but look over, with surprise in her eyes. The Marquis had made a decision in his life that even surprised her, but it was very interesting.

Letixia raised her eyes and curled the corners of her mouth. Oh~ her cousin is really something.

Osa quickly regained her composure and stroked the dagger in her hand.

Benedict raised his eyes indifferently and closed them again. No one could see what he was thinking.

The nobles below couldn't help but become agitated, but they quickly shut up, not daring to interrupt Barron.

"I will divide my real estate and half of my shops in the city to my eldest son, Vaholian Kesley. The rest not mentioned will be decided by the next Marquis of Kesley, my daughter, Vifia Kesley."

"I will donate a sum of 1,000 gold coins, and the details will be arranged by my daughter, Vifia Kesley."

"I request that my remains be buried in the family plot, alongside my wife and my ancestors."

"This will was made in the year 537 of Guga, and was witnessed by Barron Newman and Naon Thornton, both of whom are my trusted friends."

The whole place was silent. Under everyone's gaze, the two captains of the Knights walked up to Vifiya.

Barron handed her the will.

The two men clasped their hands together and knelt down: "I swear to the goddess that we will defend all your glory!"

Vifia read the will at a glance. Barron did not lie. The Marquis really hoped that she could become the Marquis. Perhaps the Marquis's obsession with Kesley was even stronger than she imagined.

"Lord Newman! Are you sure this is really the Marquis's last wish?" Earl Vance's face was extremely ugly. He had offended Vifia not long ago, and now he let her become the Marquis. His fate can be imagined!

With Marquis Vance's words, others couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Yeah! How is that possible?"

"Did the Marquis make a mistake?"

"A woman becoming a marquis, ridiculous!"

"There has never been a precedent of a woman inheriting a title!"

"How can a woman inherit a title?"

"She has never received any education as an heir. How can she manage the territory properly?"

"Bang!"

The conference room fell silent for a moment.

Leticia drew out the long sword that had been slashing at the wooden table. Her eyes were filled with a thick layer of ice, and she tilted her head. "Everyone, are you looking down on me?"

The silent murderous intent of the Haihefu siblings permeated the throats of every noble.

No one dared to speak again. Yes, there was another woman here who had never concealed her ambition. She wanted to be the Duke's heir and also wanted to be a Duke. She had the ability and she did so.

Osa smiled and walked over to Vifiya: "I will inform His Majesty and complete your appointment as soon as possible."

The nobles on both sides expressed their attitudes.

The nobles couldn't help but look at the Pope, hoping that he would say something, but they saw that he had his eyes closed and had no intention of intervening in the matter.

Finally, they could only turn their attention to Vaholian.

Vaholian clenched his fists. No one expected that the Marquis would make a will recently, and no one expected that he would actually pass the title to Vifia.

The person he least expected was his sister who looked like a doll!

He is unwilling to accept it!

Of course, Vifiya knew that he would not accept this.

It is true that she doesn't like the Kesley family, but she doesn't hate power. Why should she hate power?

Vaholian raised his eyes, but met Vifiya's half-smile, and was stunned.