Chapter 211 Northern Frontier and Winter (Subscribe!)
"Rez!"
As he was thinking, a familiar voice came from behind him.
Rez turned around, put aside the random thoughts in his head, and greeted respectfully: "Teacher..."
The visitor was wearing an ordinary light-colored aristocratic robe. He was not very tall, probably about 1.6 meters tall, which formed a sharp contrast with Rez, who was 1.83 meters tall.
He didn't look too old, probably around 30 or 40 years old, with beard neatly attached to his face. Although he looked very neat and tidy, his appearance was quite inconspicuous.
Of course, in addition to being the Second Prince’s teacher, he also has another identity—the Imperial Marshal, Theodore Lawton!
Since Rez was twelve years old, Imperial Marshal Theodore was appointed by the late Emperor as the new teacher of the Second Prince Rez.
When he first met Theodore, Rez could hardly believe that this ordinary-looking, powerless nobleman was the Imperial Marshal Theodore who had defeated the Odin people's attacks countless times.
As the highest-ranking general in the Norman Empire, Teodoro Lawton has personally participated in countless border frictions with the Odin people, and has commanded dozens of battles large and small. He has been an old rival of the Odin Empire's famous general Portia Mariano for more than ten years.
But this time...
"Your Highness," Teodoro nodded to Rez, and then said in a deep voice, "We can no longer fight. The news of the late emperor's death has spread throughout the entire Sogn Plain, and the Odin people not far away are also keeping a close eye on our movements."
Hearing this, Rez couldn't help but nodded.
Unlike the stubborn First Prince Pizman, Second Prince Rez has always been far more obsessed with chivalry and more passionate about aristocratic politics than First Prince Pizman, and his comprehensive abilities in all aspects are also stronger than others.
No matter from which perspective, Rez is considered a more suitable heir. Even the late Emperor Raphael Alexander favors Rez more, but...
Rez's emphasis on the nobles made Raphael Alexander hesitate again and again.
Raphael Alexander tried his best to erase the influence of the nobles on the imperial power, but once Rez succeeded to the throne, the momentum of the nobles that had been suppressed with great difficulty would most likely rise again.
Therefore, in order to cut off the close relationship between Rez and certain nobles as much as possible, Raphael Alexander specifically gave him the task of eradicating the Cornelius family...
"Teacher, what should we do in the current situation? Pitsman has proclaimed himself emperor in St. Lawrence and has repeatedly ordered me to go back..." Rez hesitated.
"You can't go back. If you go back you will die!" Teodoro said firmly.
"But, once St. Lawrence cuts off our supplies..." Rez hesitated.
"Your Highness, I plan to send someone to negotiate terms with the Odin people..." Teodoro took a deep breath and finally said in a deep voice.
"What?!" Although he had expected this, Rez still couldn't help but be shocked when he heard these words coming out of Teodoro's mouth with his own ears.
Rez knew very well that if he made peace with the Odins under the current circumstances, it would mean that he would have to make many concessions to them, hand over a lot of money, and even... land! But he had to admit that this might be the most appropriate method under the current circumstances...
Teodoro's face was also very ugly. For him, it was extremely difficult to surrender to an enemy he had fought for most of his life...
"We are now stuck between the Pizmen in the south and the Odins in the north. We can only react passively. But...if we can make peace with the Odins, although we will give up some of our interests, we can turn around and focus on dealing with the many affairs of the Norman Empire."
"But the land in the north..." Rez was still a little hesitant.
"Without support from the rear, we will have no way of regaining the lost territory. But if we can temporarily reconcile with the Odin people... the Sognefjord is located at the crossroads of the empire. We will change our previous passive situation and become a hedgehog curled up in our crotch, fully capable of attacking everywhere!" Theodoro added.
Although Rez was confused by Marshal Teodoro's strange metaphor, this is indeed a good method...
"Then I'll leave these matters to you. Let's try to fight back to St. Lawrence as soon as possible!"
It's not easy to make a decision, but once a decision is made, it will not be easily changed. Rez changed his previous hesitant attitude and finally said firmly.
Since the situation in the north is difficult to change, then... just take care of your own affairs first! "Understood!"
But just as Marshal Teodoro turned and was about to walk down the terrace, Rez finally couldn't help himself...
"Marshal Teodoro!" Rez shouted.
"My father's assassination...it really has nothing to do with you, right?"
Marshal Teodoro paused for a moment, then said as he walked:
"Nothing."
…
Winter is coming, and Bruno has already made the steaming hot pot.
The fireplace in the study was burning brightly, and the flickering flames made the entire study warm.
There is no floor heating yet, although it is not difficult to install. But when Bruno suddenly remembered this, it was already a little late.
This touched Bruno deeply. He was so diligent and caring for the people! Since winter came, Bruno had changed his dining place to his study. Although it looked a little crowded, it was very warm.
The reason is simple. Although the banquet hall on the first floor of the lord's castle is extremely spacious, it is extremely cold in winter.
In addition, Bruno didn't care much about the so-called aristocratic etiquette, so naturally he had to do things in the way that made him most comfortable.
The room was filled with the aroma of delicious food.
The meat slices Bruno had just thrown into the steaming hot pot were rolling around. Bruno kept an eye on the time, scooped the meat slices out of the pot with chopsticks, dipped them in the seasoning bowl, and blew them into his mouth...
tasty!
Is there anything happier than having a delicious steaming hot pot in the cold winter?
It really does exist.
Since winter began, Bruno's work and rest schedule has become increasingly lazy... No, he is not as diligent as before.
The warm bed made people feel particularly comfortable, and also gave Bruno more time to think and toss.
So, in winter,
Under Bruno's guidance, the Idar people finally built the hot air balloon that Bruno had always dreamed of.
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