Chapter 366 The Scapegoat

Looking at the enthusiastic and even green eyes of his subordinates, Paul felt a little scared.

If he couldn't give them what they wanted, they would not be overthrown by them, right? Just like Mellon's father.

The people in the State Council were easy to deal with. After all, they were in the civil service system. They could be dealt with by throwing a bunch of honorary titles and some material rewards.

But what about the generals in the army? They had all made military achievements.

Of course, Paul had been the lord for two years. He had led troops, fought wars, suppressed lawless pirates, and fought against the arrogant Kent family. He was also a person who had seen the wind and waves. Although he was scared, he could still maintain a majestic look on his face.

He remained calm on the surface, thinking about how to deal with it.

A loud "pop" broke the previous moment of silence.

The sound interrupted the thoughts of the people in the hall, and people looked at the source of the sound at the same time.

Ladi Setia Gerard, the female consultant with emerald green hair and acting director of the Education Department, slammed the notebook in front of her.

The female consultant stood up slowly. She, who usually took notes silently during meetings, suddenly became the focus of the hall.

"Everyone," the female consultant said slowly, "The Earl has announced the adjournment of the meeting. We should go back to work."

The tone was not loud and gentle, but it carried an indescribable power - that's what Paul felt.

She nodded to Paul, "Lord Graman, I'll take my leave first."

Then she picked up the notebook and turned away.

"Ah, let's take our leave too!"

"We have to go back to work quickly."

As soon as Ladi left, everyone stood up and said goodbye and left the hall, although they all looked unhappy.

Paul was left with a puzzled look on his face.

Just like that... left?

Forced to abdicate!

Ah, bah, bah, bah! Am I suffering from paranoia? How can I doubt my loyal subordinates so much?

After sitting in the chair for a long time, Paul slammed his palm.

Of course! Ladi must have used some unknown means to make the people who came to the meeting leave obediently.

After all, Paul had experienced Ladi's skills in the church in Fulan Port. She said it was "hint".

What? Ladi has evolved to the point where she can hint at you without glaring at you with glasses?

Am I already "brain-controlled" by her without knowing it?

Wait, wait, wait, she just helped you out, how can you make such a presumptuous assumption?

Oh? By the way, hints seem to be based on the premise that the other party also thinks they are correct, that is to say...

I have to think of a way, Paul turned his brain and began to think.

To choose someone who is loyal, considers the overall situation, and must be a person with great contributions...

The decision is you!

…

“A-choo!”

Bryce, who was sitting in the headquarters of the First Infantry Battalion, sneezed. He rubbed his nose and continued to think about what happened at the end of the meeting.

Really, would the Earl have forgotten that?

The Graman family has the power to enfeoff vassals! This news quickly spread among the top leaders, and everyone was imagining it.

Especially the generals in the army! Not to mention that more than half of the senior officers are "knights" of the Graman family for generations, they have all made great contributions since the Earl took the throne.

Eliminating pirates, quelling the rebellion of Bailding, and defeating the covetous Kent family, a series of wars have actually expanded the population and territory controlled by the Graman family by several times.

How can this be considered as expanding territory?

The most appropriate reward for such merits as expanding territory is naturally to grant the meritorious person a fiefdom.

Sword-bearing nobles! Even people like Bryce have thoughts. Before, they were just a group of wild knights who were not recognized by the outside world. Now they can skip this step and become real nobles!

I am not greedy. I only need five villages near the manor and the grove. Title? Just make a viscount... No, just make a baron. People should be content!

Hehehe! Bryce was excited when he thought that there was a piece of land and a title that could be passed down forever from generation to generation.

Not only would it benefit future generations, but even the ancestors of the Alder family would become glorious, and his family could openly compile a family tree.

With the territory, he would continue to serve under the Earl and continue to serve him. When he was old, he would return to the territory to live out his days.

Every day, he was free and unrestrained, flying eagles and running dogs, bullying men and women... Delete the last one.

What a comfortable life!

"Report!"

The voice of the guard interrupted the beautiful imagination of "Lord Bryce" about the future.

"Come in."

"Butler Philip from the Lord's Mansion is here and wants to see you."

"What? Come on, come in!"

The gray-haired but vigorous old butler was quickly invited into the office.

The perfect poem, the content, the book, the bar!

Bryce stood up to greet him, "Hey, Butler Philip, if you have anything to say, can't you just send someone to call me? I promise to rush over as soon as possible."

Old Philip adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "It was the Earl who asked me to come here in person."

"Oh? Does the Earl have something important to say?"

"It's not an important matter. The Lord wants to invite you to have dinner with him at the Lord's Mansion at 7 o'clock in the evening."

"Is that so? I'm so honored. Are there any other people?"

Philip shook his head: "No, as far as I know, you are the only one invited."

"What?"

Bryce was a little surprised, and he immediately reacted: "Please reply to the Earl, I will definitely arrive on time."

After respectfully sending the old butler away, Bryce's heart was stirred.

Lord Graman invited me alone!

What is he doing? He thought about it, is it for the reward?

Lord Graman didn't find anyone else, but only me. Bryce was excited again.

That's right, when it comes to the real backbone of the Graman family, besides old Ford, it's himself, even Cecil has to rank behind.

Bryce is quite confident about this.

"I am a loyal dog of the Earl." He has always held such an awareness.

He immediately sent someone to his home to inform himself that he would not go back for dinner in the evening, and then made careful preparations.

…

“Ka-chi! Ka-chi!”

Accompanied by the sound of metal friction, a strangely dressed person came to the gate of the Lord’s Mansion.

The reason why it is called strange is that the visitor is wearing a full set of knight armor—the kind that covers the whole body from head to toe.

After Paul reformed the army and equipped it with muskets, such outfits have disappeared in Lake Heart Town for a long time.

The current Alda army also has metal armor, such as breastplates and helmets, but they are lighter.

What’s more exaggerated is that the visitor is wearing a big red cloak on his back.

It’s like a character from a knight novel.

The guards of the Lord’s Mansion complained in their hearts.

Just as they stepped forward to question him, the "knight" took off his helmet with a mask.

"Lord Blaise?"