Sidney, this little old man, kept tugging at Myron’s clothes. Myron’s tone was firm as he waited for Lind’s response.
“Why?”
Lind was somewhat surprised; these high-level professionals might be more reasonable than he had imagined.
“Since returning from the tower, I’ve felt like I should do something.”
These high-level professionals were not completely ignorant of the developments on the continent.
“To be honest, I don’t mind the life in the tower. When I was watching that black dragon, I thought it would be great if I could do something… I don’t want to see such things happen again.”
Of course, the powered armor was quite tempting—huge, sturdy, full of a sense of power.
Hearing this from Myron, Sidney immediately changed his tune, saying, “In that case, I’ll stay as well. I’m quite interested in that obelisk of yours.”
Just as Lind was about to discuss specifics with the two of them, a guard hurried in, whispering to Lind. Lind then stood up and said, “I understand your thoughts, I will contact both of you later with specific arrangements. Please head to the guest rooms to rest.”
After sending off the two great ones, Lind’s expression suddenly turned rather terrifying.
Not long after, Marcel arrived with several nobles. Marcel had brought these nobles here to apologize.
When he heard that these nobles’ plans not only involved high-level professionals but also concerned Lena, the entire room fell into a terrifying silence.
The nobles obediently submitted methods of communication with the Black Crow Society. Lind simply glanced at them and tossed them aside, turning to take a document from the bard, carefully reading through it.
Seeing Lind silent, a noble could no longer bear the high-pressure atmosphere and cautiously asked, “Lord Governor, what are you looking at?”
“Reviewing your household registrations.”
Without looking up, Lind flipped through page after page.
These nobles still loved to play with schemes, no matter how many they killed, they never learned.
Upon hearing this response, several nobles nearly fainted on the spot.
The once-great Augustine family wouldn’t have dared to lay hands on these nobles controlling vast land resources, but now the times had changed. This governor not only held absolute power but was also taking away their territories while offering them some work and a bit of promotion, giving them hope to regain power.
With a little reward here and there and the occasional hope, the nobles’ power began to be reshuffled, only now it was Lind in charge.
Other nobles, seeing this situation, were like vultures drawn to the scent of a corpse, waiting for Lind to feast before they swooped in for leftovers.
Many nobles turned their gaze to Marcel, after all, it was Marcel who had persuaded them to voluntarily surrender.
Marcel held his breath, seeming to rest, while also seemingly waiting for something.
Just as Lind was nearly done with the nobles’ household registrations, the large door was suddenly kicked open with a bang.
Lena, dressed in her regular clothes, burst into the room like a hero.
The nobles looked at Lena as if she were their own mother, completely forgetting they had previously plotted to harm her; at this moment, all they wanted was to hug her leg and cry for her.
“Lind!”
Lena looked spirited and clearly in a good mood lately, but when she saw the household registration list in Lind’s hands, her brow furrowed slightly. “I’ve already heard about the matters. These nobles haven’t committed any crimes yet, right? How can they be punished without having done anything?”
Marcel’s plan was naturally to have Lena, the party concerned, plead for leniency. Thanks to Marcel’s wife studying “Introduction to Mechanical Principles That Even a Goose Can Understand” overnight, she was able to connect with Lena.
These nobles never expected Marcel would actually invite Lena over. They had been discussing how to assassinate Lena earlier, but now they had to rely on her for their lives, and they never thought she would actually come.
But none of that mattered. In front of Lena, the nobles all began to repent, declaring they were temporarily bewitched and would never do it again, until they were silenced by Lind’s glare.
After the nobles quieted down, Lind immediately stood up and said, “Why did you come here? I told you to rest properly! Things aren’t very peaceful lately; where are the guards I arranged for you?”
Seeing Lind change the subject, Lena directly asked, “How will these people be dealt with?”
“They were going to kill you!”
“But they haven’t moved yet, have they?”
Seeing Lind a bit annoyed, Lena reassured him, “Alright, I understand. Punishment is necessary, but Lind, you’ve been too worried lately. They haven’t acted; they were even still in the discussion phase. If you killed their whole family just for this, what would happen if someone used that to attack each other in the future?”
Hearing Lena say this, the nobles behind her nearly burst into tears, realizing they had once plotted to assassinate her; they truly were inhuman.
“But they were going to kill you! They openly said so!”
“But haven’t they already come to surrender?”
Lena turned around, hands on her hips, asking those nobles, “Do you dare anymore?”
The nobles immediately shook their heads vigorously like a rattle. Lena then proudly looked at Lind and said, “Lord Governor, please deal with them according to the law.”
At that moment, Lena’s eyes sparkled with intelligence and quick thinking, completely contrary to the rumors of her being uncultured and lacking understanding of human affairs.
Finally, Lind sighed, putting away the household registration materials of the nobles, saying, “Don’t think this matter will just pass so easily!”
Though it was a rather stern warning, it made the nobles nearly cry tears of joy. This at least meant Lind would not pursue their family too much, and they might even manage to take responsibility themselves, potentially saving their lives.
After leaving, the nobles immediately bowed to Marcel, understanding that if it weren’t for Marcel using his connections to invite Lena, their families would be finished.
Marcel waved his hand and said, “No need for that. Do you see now why I advised you not to act?”
Several nobles nodded. Previously, they hadn’t been deeply involved in the coup, so they hadn’t had an intuitive understanding of Lena’s influence.
Looking at things now, if they really acted, those officials who had been involved in the coup and were saved by Lena would first strip them of their positions, not to mention any reshuffling.
Now these nobles no longer dared to have any messy thoughts, and they even prayed that Lena would not get into trouble. If Lena did, regardless of whether they were involved, the Lord Governor would likely start investigating their household registrations again.
At this moment, a noble stood up and said to the surrounding nobles who had survived, “If you all are willing, our family would like to form an alliance with you!”
Other nobles quickly distanced themselves from this noble in fear, saying, “Are you crazy? Form an alliance?”
The noble shook his head and said, “No, it’s not an alliance in the traditional sense. In the future, if anyone dares to speak ill of Madam Lena, our families will unite and take them down!”
Hearing this, the other nobles also returned, saying, “Alright, I agree!”
……
At this time, the Raven was sipping tea in a new café in the royal capital, somewhat frustrated that the nobles had not kept their word and had not sent anyone to discuss at the agreed time.
However, fortunately, the nobles finally had news and agreed on a new location.
Just then, several figures pushed open the café door. The Raven, sitting by the entrance, merely raised his head slightly and asked, “Have you reached a conclusion?”
The Raven quickly froze; the arrivals were not the nobles’ people but a group of nuns dressed in red robes.
