Hearing Leah's seemingly casual words, Sancher felt a cold sweat break out.
This...this is definitely coercion.
At this moment, if he were any other marquis, he would have given up the demi-human without hesitation.
It wasn't anything important after all, so it's fine to give it away...
“Once the marquises agree, it will be easier to deal with the earls under their command. It’s a case of the superiors influencing the inferiors.”
Lia looked at Marquis Sancher with a smile.
But hidden within that gentle smile was an absolute confidence as sharp as a blade.
She didn't mention any other solutions.
But Sancher had already understood what Leah meant.
The marquises and earls have yielded; will the lower-ranking nobles submit?
Would you be willing to lend me your demi-human slaves?
The nobles were convinced, but what about the demi-human merchants who followed?
This is actually the easiest to solve.
Something that can be done simply by paying a sum of money.
Even in some regions where the management of demi-human slaves was relatively lenient, such as his territory.
He would even detain these demi-human traffickers, only paying them a sum of money as compensation.
And some of the other demi-human slaves in the household.
Then let those counts and lords spread the word and have them hand over the demi-humans from house to house.
Each family can receive some compensation, such as a one-month tax exemption in the local area.
However, this would mean that once the deal was done, the Marquis of Sancher's family would be forced to become associated with the Clavner family.
Because he would inevitably offend the entire noble class of the kingdom as a result.
Unless... the other party uses a more suitable reason to persuade him.
"Although I don't know why we have to do this, it is Viktor's request after all."
Lia sighed helplessly and continued:
"He told me that if we didn't do this, the entire kingdom would likely face destruction soon."
Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Sancher immediately nodded in agreement.
It wasn't that he chickened out; it was just that he believed what Victor said.
"Please rest assured, Miss Lia."
"I will try my best to get all of this done within a week!"
Do not underestimate the influence of a marquis, and even more so, do not underestimate the executive power of a marquis who possesses both paternal love and patriotism.
The Marquis de Sancher's willingness to make such a promise demonstrates his unwavering confidence in success.
In particular, he also gained three somewhat outrageous demi-humans as his assistants.
"However, where will these demi-humans be transported to serve as a gathering place?"
This was also the question that puzzled the Marquis of Sancher the most.
After all, with nearly half a million subhumans gathered here, it's impossible to let them all wait on the streets of their respective territories.
"Let's choose Shulburn."
“Victor said that this is where the war will start.”
War? Who? Who are we going to war with?!
At this moment, Marquis Sancher's mind was filled with doubt.
He wanted to ask more questions, but judging from Lia's expression, she might not tell him.
Most importantly, it's likely that even they themselves don't know what Viktor is trying to do.
As expected, Lia didn't provide any further details; she simply continued to repeat what Victor had said.
“Victor also said…”
Lia smiled slightly as she observed Marquis Sancher's reaction.
"If everything goes smoothly, the status of demi-humans will likely be elevated in one fell swoop."
"After that, it depends on whether you, Marquis, can handle it."
Upon hearing this, the Marquis remained silent for a moment.
He sensed that something was amiss.
It's as if you've done everything you could to help someone, and in the end you still have to thank them.
But he didn't think much of it, and just followed up with a compliment after Lia finished speaking.
"Thank you for your help, Count Victor."
Lia was merely an executor, responsible for providing logistical support to help her brother solve all the preliminary problems.
All she had to do was do whatever Victor told her to do.
What an enviable sibling bond, the Marquis of Sancher thought to himself.
He should have tried harder and had two more children.
It saves me from having to cause my only son so much distress.
If her son had a sister, maybe she could persuade him to have a relationship with his sister.
This improved my son's feelings about demi-humans somewhat.
After all, people of the same age understand each other best.
Alas, I regret my actions.
However, after what Leah told him, Sancher understood one thing.
So, Grand Duke Barlow, like him, has become an actor alongside the Clevina family.
It was all for nothing.
Lia nodded and smiled, giving a slight nod.
Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she reached out and touched the pocket watch on the table.
With a slight flick of his wrist, the gold pocket watch opened, allowing him to take another look.
Then, she rose from the chaise lounge, cradling the fox in her arms, and gave the Marquis of Sancher a warm smile, saying:
"The matter is settled, and I should take my leave now, Your Excellency Marquis."
"It's about time, I need to go out and pick someone up."
Although the Marquis of Sancher was puzzled, his intuition told him that the person Leah was going to meet was likely closely related to the events before him.
However, as a nobleman, he naturally knew that it was impolite to ask overly personal questions.
After all, conversations among nobles always require a subtle and elegant art.
So, with an apologetic smile, he said:
“I’m sorry for taking up your time, Miss Lia.”
"If it's someone important, go quickly and don't worry about me."
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