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The Marquis of Mammon's letter also mentioned that the Duke's civil war was nearing its end.

The Marquess of Windsor is already close to the capital.

Two princes have already been defeated, and the rest have all renounced their right to the throne.

Only the second prince in the capital is still holding on.

Ron even asked, "Where is the eldest prince?"

They were told that the eldest prince was among those who had renounced their inheritance rights.

What a fucking piece of trash!

I knew you weren't cut out for this, so I'd rather do it.

He does not appear to be a wise ruler!

In short, after learning that the Grand Duke was about to be chosen, everyone accelerated their offensive.

We can't let the duck that's already in our mouths fly away.

Inside the castle, Count Anthony glanced despairingly at the allied forces that were about to attack the city that very night.

I knew I couldn't hold on to it.

Marquis Mammon had little power to restrain these gamblers who were blinded by greed.

He also needs to consider his options.

Anthony first went to the elf room and looked at his own elves with a pained expression.

The thought that they would no longer belong to him caused him heartache.

Anthony broke the contracts with the spirit insects one by one.

When they arrived at the Agave Grand Fairy, Anthony touched it and finally made up his mind to remove it.

Even if he escapes with the great elf, the other side will not let him go.

He couldn't bring too many of these little insects either.

He took the two potion sprites and left the sprite room without looking back.

He was afraid that if he looked back even once more, he would bring one more with him.

But reason told him he couldn't do that.

The castle finally fell.

By noon the next day, the castle had been breached in several sections by the allied forces under their relentless attacks.

In the end, Ron's side achieved a decisive breakthrough.

The defending troops were breached.

The breach in one section triggered a chain reaction, and other sections of the city wall were subsequently breached as well.

Ron led his knights toward the main castle building.

At this point, no one dared to trust that the other lords who arrived first might be hiding something.

It might be more troublesome for others to keep things to themselves.

Ron has his own little garden, which is much more convenient. If he had arrived first, he would have definitely filled his little garden with stuff.

But as soon as they rushed in, they saw an open square where the most conspicuous spot was filled with jade boxes of spirit insects.

You can spot the largest elf at a glance.

Ron smiled to himself; this Anthony was quite clever.

They knew that by putting these things out in the open, they were showing that they had kept them all.

Stop pursuing me.

Anthony's idea was also correct; these lords saw the elf insects right in front of them.

They had no time to chase him down; they were all rushing to divide up the wealth.

Unfortunately, Ron wasn't the only one to arrive first; another group also spotted the sprite insects.

And other lords arrived one after another.

As Ron stepped forward, the lords who had arrived earlier immediately became wary of him.

Once the city fell, their relationship instantly transformed from collaborators to competitors.

And Ron was the one who was most guarded against.

The knights behind Ron also confronted them, and the tension quickly escalated.

However, Ron waved his hand, signaling his men to put their weapons away.

Ron led Abaddon and the other two to the front of the spirit insects in the plaza and addressed the lords:

"I'll only take that great spirit. If you want to back out, then let's start a war."

These lords combined were no match for Ron and his group, which is why they were worried that Ron would try to monopolize or take more of the elven insects.

They all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Ron was willing to take only the Great Elf.

They were all cursing inwardly at the same time: "Idiot! This guy calls himself an aristocrat?"

Ron was certainly not an idiot.

He knew that since these sprites and insects were now openly displayed, they were bound to cause trouble.

He only wanted to take the Great Elf as a buffer first, and then take advantage of the lords' bickering to collect gold coins.

As expected, after Ron took the great elf and left, the lords who arrived first did indeed have wicked thoughts.

They planned to steal several each, and then share the rest with the others.

Then he was caught red-handed by the later lord.

Then the lord joined in.

After that, when several viscounts arrived and saw what was happening, their faces turned black.

There aren't nearly as many of these little sprites as I have in my viscountry!

Then all the lords who arrived first were to hand over their territories, which would then be redistributed according to the previous divisions.

These lords, who have already profited, are unwilling to give it all back, not even if you are a viscount.

Then they got to work.

Fortunately, these people weren't too reckless; they calmed down after losing a dozen or so of their men.

They began discussing a plan to divide the spoils among the sprites.

Meanwhile, Ron had already reached the secret room.

The secret chamber was filled with various treasures and collectibles, arranged in a disorderly manner.

Armor, magical metal weapons, alchemical tools, scroll techniques, and more.

Some places are empty, but very few.

Anthony didn't dare to carry too much, and only picked up small items to pack.

What remains is the real prize.

Ron happily accepted all these treasures and put them all into his little garden.

Ron took all of the dozen or so boxes of gold coins without even counting them.

Not a single hair was left for the later lords.

As for whether they would have any ideas, Ron said to tell his two official knights.

If you're smart, you'll just assume that Anthony took her away.

If you have any doubts and insist on pointing them out, be careful, or I might even steal your fairy bugs!

Ron stopped after finishing this job and sent Hart and the others to gather the soldiers and prepare to escape.

Before heading back, Ron returned to the square of the elven insects.

This group hasn't finished arguing yet.

As expected, these guys are the best opponents as long as they're not teammates.

The stench of blood hadn't dissipated from the square, and Viscount Mango was somewhat nervous when he saw Ron arrive.

I was afraid he would interfere again, which would make things difficult.

Ron had no such idea, let alone how much more he could take.

Once he gets involved, these guys who are currently fighting tooth and nail will instantly turn their guns on him and work together to deal with him.

Ron didn't want to cause trouble, so he changed the subject:

"Has anyone seen Earl Anthony? I've looked everywhere but can't find him. Did he get away?"

A viscount awkwardly spoke up: "That old codger Anthony left through the west gate with his family. The other side has two full knights, so I had no choice but to turn back and find some help first."

Ron glanced at him and his teeth ached a little.

These guys, if they don't dare to go up, they don't dare to go up, why are they talking about retreating?

You came in looking for help, so why did you stay here and not leave?

"The other side has escaped, which poses a significant threat to us. I'm taking men to chase after them. Anyone want to come with me?" Ron stated the potential danger.

But the lords remained unmoved. They were joking; they thought, "You've got your Archeel, so what?"

We haven't finished distributing ours yet, what if they leave?

If these heartless maggots could leave anything for themselves, they'd be delusional.

"Well, Baron Ron, they've cut back on manpower. We're just squires; chasing after them would only make things worse, so we won't cause you any trouble."

"I entrust the important task of pursuing Anthony to you, sir."

Viscount Mango also put the hat on Ron's head.

Ron didn't refuse.

They left the city with their men.

"quick!"

"Retreat quickly! Back to River Bend!"