A line of carriages, adorned with gilded reliefs, stood neatly in front of the mansion, gleaming with an eye-catching golden light.
Each carriage was led by a strong white horse, which stood quietly, occasionally pausing to make a crisp clattering sound.
The luxurious mansion, built of marble and ebony, is layered and stacked, resembling a mysterious and magnificent castle.
The house is surrounded by lush forests on both sides, adding to the tranquility of this aristocratic residence.
Today, the Marquis of Sancher is hosting a grand banquet, inviting many nobles to attend.
The invited nobles responded enthusiastically, and no one declined under any pretext.
This banquet was secretly organized by the Marquis of Sancher, and only his personal guards knew about it, apart from the invited nobles.
These nobles were all of considerable renown; at the very least, they were all counts with three stars.
In short, very few people know the truth.
The nobles gathered here were clearly drawn together by a common goal—
That is Shulburn, which has been occupied by vampires.
Of course, in their eyes, Shul was originally occupied by the vampires.
Undeniably, the abundance of Shulbon attracted the covetous eyes of every nobleman, who wanted a share of this fertile land.
But with so many people and so little meat, it's impossible for everyone to get a piece of the pie in Shulburn.
Therefore, only the faction led by the Marquis of Sancher was qualified to get involved in the affairs of Shulbon.
Those nobles from other factions couldn't even get close to Shulbon.
But this is understandable, since every noble in the kingdom is aware of it.
The Marquis of Sancher spent a large sum of money to persuade the current head of the Clavner family to abandon his interference in Shulburn's decision.
The Clevina family stated that if these royal nobles were to conquer Shulbon, it would be entirely up to their own abilities.
They will not interfere.
Therefore, the nobles present today have all come to present valuable gifts to the Marquis of Sancher.
Everyone wanted a piece of the pie in Shulburne's cake.
At this moment, they emerged one after another from the brightly lit mansion and gathered in front of the gate.
The nobles wore warm smiles, and their laughter and polite interactions never ceased.
"please."
A nobleman extended his hand, politely gesturing to a group of nobles.
Under his guidance, the nobles boarded their carriages one after another, urging the drivers to drive away.
Soon, the sounds of horses' hooves and wheels rolling could be heard in front of the mansion.
These sounds drifted away under the cover of night, gradually disappearing into the distance.
After some time, the last few nobles emerged slowly from the doorway, each flanking the other.
They all wore satisfied smiles and chatted amiably.
One of the nobles extended his hand to the Marquis of Sancher, shook it politely, and spoke with sincere gratitude:
"Marquis Sancher, thank you for your hard work. If it weren't for your intervention, we really wouldn't know how to persuade the Clavner family."
"We will always remember everything you have done."
The smiles of the nobles revealed deep respect, their eyes tightly clenched into a smiling arc.
The Marquis of Sancher, facing them, smiled broadly and nodded politely in response.
“Earl Gamage, I dare not accept such a title.”
"This is not only due to my efforts, but also largely thanks to everyone's excellent cooperation."
As soon as he finished speaking, several nobles present burst into laughter.
From a certain perspective, these royal nobles were indeed overjoyed.
After all, for them, Shulburn was originally the land of the kingdom.
A territory belonging to a kingdom was being controlled by the people of the neighboring empire, and naturally, they were unwilling to accept it.
Although the nobles all knew what had happened in this territory.
But now Victor is dead.
Moreover, it's not something to be proud of for a kingdom to be in the hands of others.
If word gets out, wouldn't we be ridiculed by outsiders?
But now, they are about to reclaim their lost territory and also gain the benefits of the rich land of Shulburn, which is a double joy.
The key to the nobles' unity was their unwavering faith in the Marquis of Sancher.
For the Marquis of Sancher, no one desired to reclaim Shulburn more than he did.
The reason for this is the absurdity of Shulburn's systems—
The practice of enslaving demi-humans was prohibited, and they were required to be treated the same as ordinary workers.
It's utterly absurd and unheard of.
In their view, even hired workers sometimes do not receive the wages stipulated by the kingdom's laws, let alone demi-humans.
The Marquis detested these systems.
His aversion to demi-humans is already well-known.
Everyone knows that the Marquis of Sancher's son has fallen in love with a demi-human.
This was an indelible stain on the Marquis's mind.
Suddenly, a nobleman remembered this matter and couldn't help but ask:
"My lord, why was your young master not seen at today's banquet?"
Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Sancher frowned, his voice cold and stern:
"Hmph, that unfilial son, I've locked him in the basement and forbid him from coming out."
He then turned to Earl Guymage, his tone softening slightly:
“But Earl Guymage, don’t worry. I will make sure my son marries your daughter in style.”
This promise made the two nobles burst into laughter, their faces beaming.
"With the Marquis's words, I am relieved."
"Then I'll go home and wait patiently."
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