When Marcel arrived at a noble mansion in the city, the ball inside had already started, but the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
As soon as the people from the Old Party saw Marcel arrive, they quickly surrounded him, beginning to engage in pleasantries.
With Marcel’s arrival, the ball quickly got to the main topic, and everyone started analyzing the situation in the Royal Capital.
The main focus was on the current Lord Governor being too harsh on the nobles, and the powerful forces from the Northern Border squeezing the survival space for the nobles in the Royal Capital.
Hearing these complaints from the nobles, Marcel snorted coldly and said, “You’re not seriously trying to support Augustus to the throne, are you?”
The nobles shook their heads and replied, “You really joke; Augustus is already done for. Just look at whether His Majesty Cliff is still in charge, right?”
“Oh? Then what do you plan to do? Don’t tell me you really just brought me here to watch you dance.”
Seeing that Marcel was getting impatient, the nobles no longer kept it a secret and said, “Sir Marcel, don’t you think those officials from the Northern Border are a bit too arrogant?”
“Yes, yes! Those officials from the Northern Border, just because they followed the Lord Governor a little sooner, act so condescendingly towards us nobles in the Royal Capital!”
“And the Lars Family is now too powerful; it has become unclear whose kingdom this really is, the Lord Governor’s or the Lars Family’s!”
At this moment, a former noble from the Old Party cautiously said, “But the current Majesty is still Augustus…”
No one paid attention to this remark, as the nobles continued to express their righteous indignation, stating that they wanted to help Lind shake off the shackles of the Lars Family.
Marcel understood that these people lacked ability and didn’t dare to take action against the Lord Governor; thus, they had begun to plot to marginalize those officials from the Northern Border, especially the Lars Family, to ensure their own foothold in the Royal Capital.
It sounded reasonable, as the Lars Family did have too much power, with many high-level positions held by those with the surname Lars, which also related to the fact that there were no talented individuals around Lind at the beginning.
Mainly, Marcel couldn’t gauge what Lind truly thought about the Lars Family.
After all, although the Lord Governor was nominally the head of the Lars Family, could anyone really say that the Lars Family posed no threat to the Lord Governor? As these nobles from the Old Party mentioned, if this continued, no one would know whose kingdom it truly was. Therefore, if there were good opportunities, Marcel believed the Lord Governor would indeed take action against those from the Lars Family.
Thus, Marcel asked, “So what? Do you have any evidence against the Lars Family?”
One of the nobles shook his head.
“Have you heard any news that the Lord Governor is going to take action against the Lars Family?”
The nobles shook their heads again.
“Then what do you plan to do?”
At this moment, the nobles finally spoke, asking, “Sir Marcel, have you heard the recent rumors about the Tower?”
Marcel nodded, saying, “Many high-level professionals have already returned to Cape. I recently heard the Lord Governor mention that he is thinking of ways to manage those high-level professionals.”
“Exactly! The management isn’t very strict now, so there are actually some high-level professionals lurking in the Royal Capital.”
Hearing this, Marcel suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the noble continued, “The Lord Governor is actually not that reliant on the power of the Lars Family anymore, and most of the power of the Lars Family now depends on the Governor’s wife.”
“Although the Lord Governor has no intentions of replacing those around him, Sir Marcel, don’t you think there is a possibility that once the Governor’s wife dies, the situation will be reshuffled?”
After hearing this, Marcel’s cold sweat began to pour down. “You all want to die; don’t drag me into it!”
The nobles didn’t seem satisfied and continued, “The Governor’s wife also has a younger sister. Although she’s still young, to prevent the Lars Family from being shameless…”
At this point, others like Marcel who had also been invited asked, “Are you all out of your minds? The Governor’s wife is a sixth-level knight! Even if she isn’t currently researching weaponry, it doesn’t mean she is helpless.”
“That’s why we need to rely on those high-level professionals who are already lurking in the Royal Capital. Everyone, do you remember the Black Crow Society?”
Although the Black Crow Society had failed in their assassination attempt in the Northern Border, their assassination success rate in the Royal Capital had been remarkable, and now, high-level professionals from the Black Crow Society had returned, greatly increasing the chances of success in assassination.
In an instant, Marcel began to feel exasperated. If this were to be discovered, just thinking about it made his scalp tingle. If you were to say these nobles were foolish, they could at least understand the danger of high-level professionals infiltrating the Royal Capital. The current protection measures in the Royal Capital weren’t very strict, making it the perfect window of opportunity; after that, the Lord Governor would indeed manage those high-level professionals, and this window of opportunity would never return.
Originally, Marcel thought this group of nobles had heard some rumor and simply wanted to issue a mild warning to the expanding power of the Lars Family. This was normal; even the Lord Governor would likely turn a blind eye.
But he didn’t expect this group of nobles to be lighting a lamp in the toilet—looking for shit!
“Not only that, to prevent exposure, the Black Crow Society hasn’t demanded we make immediate payments; we only need to provide financial assistance to the Black Crow Society occasionally, and can use other methods to settle our debts.”
I see now; this way, it wouldn’t be easy to expose it. Moreover, Marcel realized that if this group of nobles succeeded in their plan, the Black Crow Society could use this method to control these nobles in the Royal Capital, thus interfering with politics.
“Sir Marcel, all of this is for the future of us nobles in the Royal Capital; we must unite!”
These nobles looked at Marcel expectantly, awaiting his decision.
After a moment of silence, Marcel asked, “Everyone, do you think it’s possible that many nobles in the Royal Capital are actually backed by the Governor’s wife, which is why they haven’t faced any danger?”
“Is it possible that even in the army, there are many of the Governor’s wife’s people?”
“Everyone, listening to your opinions, I’m a bit confused.”
…..
At this time in the Royal Capital, the high-level professional Raven from the Black Crow Society was overlooking the entire Royal Capital from a church bell tower. Although the defense forces of the Royal Capital were more solid compared to Augustine’s rule, there was no real difference for a top assassin like Raven.
Although he still didn’t know how the nobles’ final discussion would conclude, Raven understood that once those nobles began to hesitate, there would actually be no turning back. Moreover, he would control these nobles, becoming the one behind the scenes of this country.
Within such mundane affairs, without any constraints, the high-level professionals began to stir beneath the surface, and Raven decided to take the initiative; as long as he grasped the center of a nation, resources would be limitless thereafter.
Just when Raven felt his legs starting to get sore and wondered why those nobles hadn’t finished their discussion yet, a team of people slowly entered the Royal Capital.
A group of Lars Knights clad in enormous, powerful armor were conversing with two individuals. Although both parties were still somewhat wary, it could at least be seen that they were communicating normally.
Raven’s eyes widened; those two weren’t Myron and Sidney, were they?
Myron seemed somewhat honest, calmly exchanging words with the Lars Knights, which was normal, but that proud Sidney looked like he had been severely beaten, sporting black eyes and obediently trailing behind Myron.
This was not right; there were no high-level professionals among those Lars Knights. Could it be that Myron was the one who fought? Just them being inseparable, would Myron actually take a hit?
Then, who else could possibly have the ability to beat down that speedy Sidney like this?
Something’s not right; Raven sharply sensed that something was amiss.
