There are two activity rooms in the main building. Generals, staff officers, and officers can come to the activity rooms to relax during their breaks.

Activities include reading, playing chess, chatting and drinking tea.

Two event rooms, the smaller one is for top personnel events.

The existence of the City Guards is not to protect the capital, but to control the capital's interior, and more importantly, to be responsible for tasks such as maintaining public security in the capital.

Because the capital is a magic city, it is very difficult to conquer from the outside. The tower spirit of the capital can mobilize the defense and attack systems in the city. Even a large number of legends cannot break through this magic city.

Therefore, as the Magic City was completely closed and entry and exit were prohibited, the people in the city were more low-key and cautious, and the Royal City Guards became more relaxed.

During afternoon tea time, the generals gathered in the activity room, drinking tea, chatting, and playing chess. No one read books.

Although generals usually read some military books, they decided not to do so now.

"I didn't expect the king to reach an agreement with the White Eagle." Marquis Jones put down the coffee in his hand and sighed.

As the only general present at the time, Jones was also shocked by the strength of the Pompeii family, especially the bellicosity and bravery of Old Sol, which impressed him deeply.

He is even called a bloodthirsty monster.

The artifact was broken, but it was still an artifact. The bloodthirsty monster was at least not comparable to the legendary weapon Black God Spear.

But he was still surprised that the king had reached a political agreement with the other side.

At this time, the Chief of Staff, Grand Duke Lipton, came in and said, "It can't be helped. It seems that increasing the number of nobles, especially the ambitious Pompey and his son, is indeed disadvantageous to the king. But the biggest enemy of the kingdom right now is the New Party. Compared with the New Party, Pompey and his son are nothing. Besides, the king is considering the issue of the Orange Balance. White Eagle, Libya, and Ferger form a triangle. You are all generals and should know the distribution of power. The triangle is the strongest."

As he spoke, Grand Duke Lipton picked up a bottle of wine from the buffet table and took a sip, then took some biscuits, cakes, and of course meat.

Knights are not little girls, and their favorite food is always meat.

"Your Excellency, Grand Duke, please do not underestimate our military quality. We certainly understand the triangle. But the problem is that although the White Eagle is powerful, their foundation is too shallow. Whether it is the number of strong men in the family and vassal, such as the Great Knight, or the management of the territory, such as the strong cities and strongholds, they are far inferior to Libya and Ferg. Do you think that with such a White Eagle, they can really form a solid triangle with Ferg and Libya?"

One of the eight nobles, the general, the Knight of the Earth, Dolan, the Marquis of Smith, was somewhat dissatisfied with the Chief of Staff's words and expressed his doubts.

The king and the old prime minister were very confident in the family of Earl White Eagle. This was due to their keen sense, which they had detected from intelligence reports, and their high regard for Luther Pompey.

Others may not have such a sense of smell.

Marquis Smith is a warmongerer and a good fighter, but he lacks the acumen of the king and the old prime minister.

Grand Duke Lipton is different. He is the chief of staff and has the vision to coordinate the overall situation. There is another important reason.

Grand Duke Lipton trusts the king and the old prime minister very much.

"Since the king and the prime minister have reached an agreement with White Eagle, it proves that the king believes that White Eagle can stabilize the triangle. We don't need to worry about this, General."

Grand Duke Lipton picked up his favorite sausage with a fork, ate it in a few bites, then raised his glass of wine and blew on it, saying.

These words left the generals speechless.

Whether it is King Odin III or Prime Minister Grand Duke Buffett, they are all very prestigious people. Although the generals are outstanding in military strength, they can beat Prime Minister Grand Duke Buffett.

But politically, it is impossible to be compared with the prime minister.

"I also believe in the judgment of the king and the prime minister, but there is one person who makes me doubt whether White Eagle can stabilize the triangle." Marquis Jones was silent for a moment and said solemnly.

"Duke Ferger? This Grand Duke is indeed a dangerous man." Grand Duke Lipton had finished the food on his plate, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then stood up to get some more.

The knights always have a big appetite.

"Duke Filger? Isn't Libya the only voice in Orange? Isn't Duke Filger the perennial runner-up? And compared to Libya, Filger is not even a normal runner-up. Because the traditional runner-up has the strength to challenge the boss. But Duke Filger doesn't have that. This runner-up can only be described in one sentence: Apart from Libya, Duke Filger is the strongest, so he is the runner-up."

Doron, Marquis Smith’s words are a bit complicated, but it can be summed up in one word: the second one does not deserve the title.

He does not have the ability and strength to challenge the boss.

Doron, Marquis Smith is a warmonger, his intelligence and analytical abilities are far from adequate.

But Grand Duke Lipton was the chief of staff, and Marquis Jones was also a wise general.

"It's not like before. In the past, Earl Libya united many traditional nobles around him, such as Marquis Parker, forming a dominant position. Now it's Duke Felger and Earl Libya fighting one-on-one. The traditional lion king may not be a match for the ambitious young lion. What's more, White Eagle is so weak that he can only be regarded as a cub."

"Horsestep," said Marquis Jones. He watched Grand Duke Lipton eating like crazy, and couldn't help himself, so he went to the buffet table to get some food, but there was basically nothing left.

The knights had such a big appetite. He walked out of the activity room, called an ordinary servant who was serving outside the door, and said, "Go get some more food, mainly monster meat sausages. We don't like cakes and we can't get full."

"Give me more cake. I like it." A general immediately interrupted.

"Ovdo, are you a woman? Cakes are for women." Marquis Jones teased.

"Women can eat meat, so why can't men eat cake?" General Ofdo retorted.

After the little episode, the topic returned to the main topic.

"Duke Ferger is indeed extremely dangerous. Whether White Eagle can stabilize the triangle depends on whether he can deal with Ferger. Otherwise, the young teacher will be torn into pieces. The king's triangle arrangement will be ruined, and the ambitious young lion will tear the traditional lion king apart. No matter who wins, it will be disadvantageous to the king."

Chief of Staff Grand Duke Lipton strongly agreed with the analysis of the wise general Ma Bu, Marquis Jones. This was a big hurdle.

For the newly rising White Eagle.

"For us, these are actually too complicated. As long as the king tells us to go to a certain place to fight, we will go. I still care more about the military strength of the White Eagle family. Earl White Eagle is a very powerful character. I would like to compete with him if I have the chance."

General Ovdo admitted that he was not smart enough in this area and cared more about fighting.

"The Earl of White Eagle is indeed very powerful. I heard that he is only in his early forties. He is really young." Marquis Jones had to admit this.

As long as the White Eagle is given time to develop, it will be very powerful.

But this hurdle.

It is hard to judge whether White Eagle can get through it.

The young lion, Duke Ferger.

His Excellency the Grand Duke.

(End of this chapter)