The province of Sogel was directly under the Marquis of Cambridge, a territory passed down from generation to generation. The province of Fichner was similar to Orange, a province full of nobles.
All the real nobles in the province of Fezina are protected by the Marquis of Cambridge, who controls the military power of the nobles.
Although the number of territories of the Marquis of Cambridge is much less than that of the Duke of the North, King Odin III, the Marquis has a lot of top combat power.
Including the Marquis himself, there are two legends in total.
Therefore, the Marquis and the Grand Duke of the North are not in a superior-subordinate relationship, but an alliance relationship, a strong alliance.
The climate of the entire Kingdom of Prussia is cold in the north, hot in the south, and neither cold nor cold in the west, but the place is relatively desolate.
Soger Province was okay, but Fesina Province was full of deserts and Gobi. However, the nobles in the two western provinces did not live badly, because the two western provinces were rich in gems and many magical materials.
In terms of wealth, the family is ranked among the best in the entire kingdom. Because of such huge resources, the Cambridge Marquisate family has two legends.
The home city of the Marquis of Cambridge is Cambridge City! The Marquis of Cambridge has lived in Cambridge Castle in the city for generations. Compared with the castle of the Duke of the North, Cambridge Castle is much more magnificent.
The Marquess of Cambridge is a decadent uncle.
Today was a very nice day, with a clear sky and dry air. The Marquis sat in the yard basking in the sun, with a beautiful and cool beauty serving him on both sides.
The Marquis was about forty or fifty years old, with a face full of stubble. His figure and appearance were both imposing, but he exuded an air of decadence.
Dark circles are severe.
It is said that the Marquis has been a playboy since he was a child, but he has amazing talent and luck. He became a legend while having fun and became the current Marquis.
He is not interested in fighting for hegemony, but he is very persistent in maintaining his current power.
Like the Count of Libya, he was also a conservative ruler.
There was the sound of footsteps, and the Marquis's confidant and mistress, Chevalier Sophie, strode over in high heels.
High heels were not popular in the Kingdom of Prussia, but the Marquis liked them very much and all his women wore them. Although it was awkward for Chevalier Sophie to walk in high heels, her twists and turns were full of charm.
What's more, Sophini Knight is very hot.
"Sophie, you came at the right time. Come have a drink with me." The Marquis of Cambridge said dejectedly.
"Your Excellency the Marquis, now is not the time to drink. The latest news from Orange is that the Libyan Count has been destroyed, and now the White Eagle rules the entire Orange."
Knight Sophie was a little anxious.
"So what?" The Marquis of Cambridge lowered his head, not motivated at all. Another reason was that he was also injured in the last battle in the capital.
The body feels lazy.
"The threat from the White Eagle is too great. Please cheer up and treat this matter with caution." Knight Sophie took a deep breath and bowed seriously to the Marquis of Cambridge.
"You might as well turn your ass towards me." The Marquis of Cambridge raised his head. Sophie Knight was very hot, but the amazing curve could not be seen from this angle.
"Please be serious." Knight Sophie was a little angry.
"I'm serious," said the Marquis of Cambridge. Then he said weakly, "Anyway, our Cambridge family has only this little property, which is not as good as that of His Excellency the Grand Duke of the North, His Majesty Odin III. You feel the threat of the White Eagle, but don't they feel the threat of the White Eagle? They must be more worried about losing their property."
Knight Sophie was speechless when she thought about it.
Does this mean that if the sky falls down, the tall people will hold it up, so the short people can hide underneath?
"Your Excellency the Marquis, the Grand Duke of the North requests to communicate with you." Tower Spirit's voice sounded.
"Your Excellency the Marquis." Knight Sophie had no way to deal with the Marquis of Cambridge.
He is so smart and powerful, but he lives like a decadent dog. It's really infuriating.
The Marquis of Cambridge and Knight Sophie entered a secret room one after another. The room had a round conference table with eight seats.
The Marquis of Cambridge sat in the main seat, and Chevalier Sophie also sat down.
There were two light screens in front of them, which showed the people they were chatting with, namely the king and the old prime minister.
The Grand Duke of the North, the Knight of Reform.
The Marquis of Cambridge did not expect the king to be there. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his right hand and said, "Hello everyone, it's been a long time since we've had such a lively time."
The last time the king asked for help from the Grand Duke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge, he just sent a message, and the three parties did not sit down and talk.
So this scene is really rare.
The Grand Duke of the North and King Odin III both knew that the Marquis of Cambridge was an eccentric guy, so they ignored the Marquis's antics.
The Duke of the North said in a deep voice: "Everyone is here. I will now propose the theme of this meeting, dealing with the White Eagle. Do you have any objections?"
"I don't care." The Marquis of Cambridge lowered his head and yawned, his whole body seemed to be limp like mud, and he said weakly.
Odin III did not speak and agreed.
"The other party has a magic city, legendary combat power, and connections in the wizarding kingdom. It is unlikely to forcibly wipe out the other party's power. In addition, we are all injured and are still recovering from our injuries."
"But I discovered a weakness in the other party, which I can take advantage of."
The Duke of the North said.
"What weakness?" A gleam of light flashed in Odin III's eyes, and he straightened up a little.
"The rise of the White Eagle is closely related to this brat Luther Pompey. This brat is like a loach, constantly moving up and down, and he can make some connections wherever he goes."
"He rose to prominence in the Golden City, and also made many connections in the wizarding kingdom, and got to know many important figures."
"What if we clear him out?"
"What will happen to White Eagle?"
The Duke of the North was not majestic, but rather looked a bit like a woman. However, his tone at this moment was extremely cold and his words hit the nail on the head.
What would happen if White Eagle didn't have Luther Pompey? The answer is obvious.
Without Luther Pompey's connections in the wizarding kingdom, without Luther Pompey's bloodthirsty monster, without Luther Pompey's ups and downs.
Then the White Eagle is at most an earl force.
The same power as the Count of Libya.
Luther Pompey is the leader and soul of the White Eagle.
And the plan of the Grand Duke of the North is this.
Beheading!!! (End of this chapter)
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