nyslfriends Chapter 236 A War That Could Topple Kingdoms
Chapter 236 A War That Could Topple Kingdoms
Seeing Richard staring intently at the document proclaiming his title, Griffin gently tapped the reception table, pulling him back from his wandering thoughts.
"The Empire and the Papacy will be quiet for a while, so you should keep a low profile and focus on developing your territory."
"In a few years, the empire will have a tough battle to fight. If you want more enclaves, you should lay a solid foundation in the next few years and then go to war with the Wolves."
Richard was taken aback.
I instinctively picked up the wine glass on the table to take a sip, but the glass was already empty, with only a little wine left hanging on the side.
How hard is it?
Griffin got up and walked back to his desk, picked up his quill pen again, his gaze returning to the stack of documents, and responded in a deep voice.
"A war that could destroy a nation."
...
Richard opened his mouth, wanting to ask for more details, but Griffin had already lowered his head to begin reviewing documents.
That's all I can tell you for now. Don't tell anyone else, just keep it to yourself. That's all, you can go back now.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and a low, mournful whistling sound came from the wind sweeping across the castle towers outside the window, like the sounding of war horns...
There's a lot of information in that statement!
This is a war that threatens the entire nation. This is not a localized conflict like border skirmishes or the massacre of the Light in the North, but a war in which the entire empire is involved! All lords must go to war unconditionally!
Griffin made a special trip to the capital a while ago, and the fact that he said such things upon his return means he must have participated in the core discussions of the Empire's high-level leadership.
Will the Papacy and the Empire stay quiet for a few years...?
It seems that the two sides have reached some shady agreement behind the scenes, and who will be the target of the war that will threaten the nation a few years later remains unknown.
Richard rolled his eyes inwardly.
I heard the old emperor is dying. This must be the work of that grandson of the crown prince, right?
He hasn't even been crowned yet, and he's already so eager to prove himself, starting to plot a war that could destroy the entire nation?
Forget it.
Richard shook his head, trying to suppress those chaotic thoughts; after all, he still had a few years of peaceful life ahead of him.
When I get back tomorrow, I'll start building the Space-Based Dragon-Slaying Cannon. Once that thing is built, you can fight it however you want.
As long as the battle doesn't spread to Chiffon, everything is fine. But if anyone dares to hinder Chiffon's money-making and development, then both sides can simply fire a few shots at each other.
I don't believe they'll dare to cause any more trouble then.
Thinking of this, Richard's face regained its nonchalant smile, and he stood up and casually asked:
"Where is my elder brother? Such a huge plague has broken out in the North, and he hasn't come back even once. Where have you sent him this time?"
Now that he has been promoted to a hereditary viscount and his territory has expanded several times over, he should at least have a good drink with his elder brother to share his joy.
It's a pity my older brother is never around...
Griffin didn't even look up, his pen gliding across the document in a detached tone.
"He has his own things to do. If you want to see him, you can write to him."
Richard sighed.
"Actually, I wanted to give my elder brother a unicorn. Since he's not here, I'll have someone take it to the training ground later. I'd appreciate it if you could pass it on to me, Earl."
Upon hearing this, Griffin looked up at Richard, his tone revealing undisguised disdain.
"You dare to give away a donkey with a carrot stuck to its forehead?"
puff!
Richard couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot. He thought that old Deng really had no temper!
He spread his hands and laughed loudly:
"Haha! To tell you the truth, those unicorns just suddenly came to my territory. I guess they stayed because I'm handsome. Don't worry about it."
He didn't want to dwell on the topic of unicorns any longer, lest he let something slip, so he immediately suppressed his smile and bowed.
"Since you are busy, I will not disturb you any longer and will take my leave now."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the study without looking back.
...
The courtyard is still the same courtyard.
But Li noticed that the Wolf Fortress looked particularly pleasing to the eye today, perhaps because of the promotion document in his hand.
The old butler was already waiting in the corridor. When he came out, he bowed slightly, ready to lead him away from the castle.
Richard patted the old butler on the shoulder.
"Wait a minute, I need to go to the bathroom."
The old butler nodded, asked no further questions, and turned to lead him toward the west corridor.
The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing between the stone walls. After walking for about several dozen steps, the corridor suddenly opened up.
One side features a full-length arched stone window, through which the inner walls of the castle can be seen.
Many guards stood atop the wall, ramrod straight, their eyes scanning the courtyard and the distant town street with vigilance.
Richard paused, deliberately turned his head, and shouted at the top of his lungs towards the city wall.
"Old Hammerhead! Big Wine Nose! Is that you two?!"
The shout was so loud that the two guards on the city wall immediately turned around, and when they saw that it was Richard, they quickly bowed and saluted.
"Good day, Baron Richard."
Richard proudly waved the document proclaiming his promotion and laughed heartily!
"From this day forward, I am a hereditary viscount of the Star Empire! Come on, all of you turn around and shout it again!"
Upon hearing this, all the guards on this section of the city wall turned around and bowed in unison.
Upon hearing this, all the guards on this section of the city wall turned around and bowed in unison.
"Good day, Viscount Richard!"
Richard gave a mysterious smile, waved his hand, and turned to continue walking forward.
...
After finishing his errands, he strode out of the main gate of Wolf's Lair and boarded the carriage that was already waiting for him.
The carriage was dimly lit, and the two Shadow Blades sat quietly, their presence almost imperceptible unless one consciously sought them out.
As soon as Richard got into the car, he narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice:
"How's it going? Did you get it?"
The two Shadow Blades nodded simultaneously, each taking out a carved wooden box from their waists and presenting it to him with both hands.
Richard rubbed his hands together excitedly, then took one of the wooden boxes and opened it.
The box was lined with soft padding, and a bottle of thirty-year-old Elf Moonlight Brew was placed steadily in the center!
"Well done!"
Richard burst into laughter!
Although the unicorn was given to the eldest brother, Wolfsbane Castle would also receive a genuine flying war mount as a result, thus benefiting from the exchange.
Just like the previous farming techniques, on his way here he found that many farmlands in Benlang Territory were well-maintained with raised beds, only lacking the fermentation of fertilizer.
The count is so stingy, it's not unreasonable to give him two bottles of wine!
Yes.
If a son takes his father's wine, can that be called stealing?
That's called taking it openly and honestly!
Moreover, he had Shadow Blade leave a note in the wine cellar, clearly stating that it was Richard who took it, openly and honestly, without hiding anything at all!
The reason I shouted loudly under the city wall to attract the guards' attention was to create an opportunity for Shadow Blade and his men to bring out the two bottles of fine wine.
Now that the plan has been a complete success, he couldn't be happier!
Richard carefully put away the two bottles of Elf Moonlight Wine, patted the carriage wall, and instructed the driver to hurry and ride the horse out of the city.
Time to go home and build a cannon!