The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

After hesitating for a long time, the maid ultimately did not open the door.

After all, one's own livelihood is the most important thing.

Miss Maggie probably hasn't woken up yet.

So the servant returned to the drawing room and reported the matter to Ya'en.

"Never mind her."

Wearing full armor, Yann slowly rose, hung his sword at his waist, and left the Rema family manor, riding his horse to the camp outside Anseth City.

Standing before the assembled soldiers, Yann stood tall and spoke in a loud voice.

"First of all, I want to tell you something. Our trip to Canosa is not to seize power, but to stabilize the situation."

"The Duchy of Ferrante is currently in turmoil, and as lords appointed by the late king, we naturally have to do something for this country."

"However, many nobles only think about seizing power in the capital and want to plunge the country into danger."

"We can't let this happen."

"Therefore, if you encounter other nobles on the road, do not have any psychological burden once a war breaks out."

"They are all lawless scoundrels attempting to seize power!"

"It's not a pity to die!"

Yann spoke grand and righteous words in order to establish himself as a champion of justice.

The so-called "having a legitimate reason for launching an attack" is a metaphor for this.

All that talk about protecting the monarchy and maintaining stability is utter nonsense.

He was no different from those nobles who had already rushed to the capital, attempting to seize power.

However, this speech was quite inspiring. The soldiers below were all beaming with excitement, shouting slogans like "For the Duchy of Ferrante!" and "For the Rema family!"

Yann was very satisfied with this.

After a brief mobilization, he mounted his white horse, raised his sword, and pointed directly at the royal city of Canosa.

"set off!"

at the same time.

Inside the room that hadn't been knocked on, the bed was clean and tidy, showing no signs of having been used.

The windows were wide open, and a rope stretched from the dressing table to the grass outside.

Maggie has already left.

The moment she learned that her father was going to seize power, she made her own decision.

Faced with a choice between family and friendship, Maggie ultimately chose friendship.

Or rather, she chose the loyalty expected of a subject.

That's right.

What Yann said is true.

From the moment she was exiled, Claire completely lost her right to inherit the throne.

The Duchy of Ferrante now has no nominal heir to the throne.

At this point, any capable and ambitious noble or local lord had only one thing to do.

Seize power!

You could even say that anyone who doesn't seize power is a fool.

Even so, Maggie still couldn't help but watch helplessly as her best friend lost everything.

This was a decision made out of emotion.

She won't regret this decision.

On the wilderness, Maggie spurred her horse on, its hooves kicking up clouds of dust.

Her destination was also the royal city of Canosa.

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The next few days were anything but peaceful for both the Duchy of Ferrante and the entire continent.

Countless intelligence spies traversed every corner of the Duchy of Ferrante, reporting the battle situation in each location to their employers.

These employers included merchants, minor nobles, and people from other countries.

They were all speculating about which nobleman would ultimately become the new king of the Duchy of Ferrante.

Those nobles and lords who had a greater chance of seizing power received countless amounts of money and supplies every day.

Of course, these are not free.

Once these nobles and lords successfully seize power, they will provide significant benefits and preferential treatment to their benefactors through policy.

This is the simplest form of monetary transaction.

Of course, for the funders, they are also gambling.

After all, with the outcome still uncertain, anything can happen.

It is possible that the lord who provided the aid suffered a crushing defeat in a battle, rendering all the previous assistance useless.

Even so, they still had to get involved because they had no other choice.

Entering the game offers a chance to win, but not entering it guarantees elimination in the near future.

In this upheaval, everyone is bound to an invisible chariot, moving forward in a certain direction.

No one is immune.

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"Three days ago, the Byrne family and the Lubian family clashed at Lake Fei. The Byrne family was completely annihilated, and their lord was beheaded..."

"The Rema family has already led their troops to Sword Sheath Canyon, and their march is going much faster than expected. They are expected to make direct contact with the Duncan family in the next day or two."

"The Lalan family has defeated two minor noble families and recruited nearly ten thousand soldiers. They are currently advancing towards the royal city of Kanosa. They should reach the city-state's border in three days."

Inside the royal city of Canosa.

In the now-empty palace, the only remaining royalist, Hanris, listened to the intelligence report and felt a splitting headache.

The ministers in the palace had anticipated this situation ever since Berlein was captured.

Soon after, when the new king took office, he also sought to support his own faction.

At that time, perhaps a few people will be symbolically selected from the original team to stay, but most of them will still be hanged by the new king.

They don't want to gamble with their lives and fortunes.

So, in the following days, those ministers fled with their families.

The once magnificent palace hall now only has a few scattered ministers remaining.

Ironically, their decision to stay was not out of loyalty to Bernardin, but rather because they had limited resources and little money.

Even if they leave Canosa, they cannot survive for long in this chaotic world.

Either way, death is inevitable, but at least dying in the palace will leave a good reputation for posterity.

"Hanris, the nobles of the entire country are now marching here with their armies. What should we do?!"

“Berlein has been kidnapped, and the high-ranking ministers of the Interior have all fled. Now, you're the only one left who can speak to me!”

"You'd better think of a solution!"

Hanris sat in his chair and snorted coldly.

Think of ways to?

What can I do?

The generals in the palace had all secretly colluded with the Ironthorn Guard, waiting for the first noble to arrive so they could open the gates and surrender!

He was a civil official, and also the assistant to the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Normally, his words wouldn't have made as much of a fuss as a fart from the Minister of the Interior.

Should we let him handle it now?

Haha, what's it to you!

The generals would never obey orders, and the Royal Guards were in cahoots with the Ironthorn Guards.

Are you suggesting that he organize the people, armed with hoes and hammers, to fight against soldiers in armor, wielding sharp iron swords?

"never mind......"

"Hurry up and pack your belongings, and run if you can."

"The Phoenix family is completely finished."

"All we old fogies can do now is wash our faces and tidy up our appearance. At least we can die with some dignity."

Chapter 147 Declaration of Ceasefire

Hanris's words plunged the remaining ministers in the palace into utter despair.

Even though they are old, they don't want to die.

Now that they're being told that running away means certain death, who can accept that?

"Hanrius!"

"If we could run, we would have run already!"

"That's why I stayed in the palace—because I couldn't run away!"

You have to think of something!

Upon hearing this, Hanris immediately became displeased.

"Come on, it's your turn. Let's see what you can do!"