Chapter 707 Marquis Graman

When Earl Morin finished reading the king's will, the anger of the crowd almost burst out immediately.

"How can such a contract be signed?"

"Such a large piece of land in the north is just given to orcs and traitors for nothing?"

"What about the Watcher Fortress?"

Amid the noisy discussions, Catherine's face turned pale, her bloodless lips moved, and she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Just now, everyone was still arguing about what to do next.

Some said that they should advance quickly to the east and recover the lost territory of the kingdom as soon as possible.

Some said that they should take steady steps and consume the orcs' manpower bit by bit like the last battle.

But when Earl Morin, the king's special envoy, arrived, he gave everyone a thunderous news.

Facing the questioning of the crowd, Earl Morin's face was also very ugly.

"Everyone, until now, I am still as shocked as you."

"At the royal meeting, the king suddenly announced this decision, and the reason given was that if the war with the orcs continued, Giles and Veblen would unite to attack Jingyao."

In fact, the earl himself did not believe this reason, because as the chief intelligence officer of the kingdom, he did not receive any relevant news. Could it be that His Majesty abroad had other intelligence channels?

Sure enough, this reason did not convince everyone.

"Although there is this risk, we cannot give up such a large piece of land in vain!"

"Let the orcs occupy the north of the kingdom, and our generation will become sinners!"

"Everyone, please be quiet." Amid the indignation of the crowd, Earl Morin took out the second parchment roll, and the gold-edged pattern on it indicated that this was another edict of the king.

The earl looked at Paul Graman, who was sitting in the first seat. Even though he had just announced such shocking news, the young man still did not say a word.

"Earl Graman!"

The king's envoy looked at him solemnly. Paul realized that the second edict was related to him and stood up slowly.

Earl Morin read out the contents of the edict clearly in a very serious tone.

The room fell into silence again.

The shocking process of the above content was no less than the cession of land to the orcs just now-Paul Graman was promoted to Marquis by the king.

In the context of the noble culture of Aldo, Marquis is not only a title, but also has another strong meaning-frontier military leader.

In terms of nobility, the Marquis is slightly lower than the Duke, but he is not inferior to the latter in terms of influence, especially in military affairs. In theory, he even has the power to recruit troops in the duke's territory.

There are only a handful of founding ministers who have obtained the title of Marquis, and there is no one else after their death.

And such a title that has disappeared for hundreds of years has appeared again on the historical stage of the kingdom.

The atmosphere in the room was ignited by the content of the edict. Jealousy, envy, admiration, expectation... The lords talked about it, and various emotions flashed on their faces alternately.

Paul, who was shocked, didn't know how to react until he felt his arm twisted - Catherine pulled him back to reality.

Paul immediately organized his words and said solemnly:

"I will take this important task with great trepidation and swear to do my best to dedicate my shallow wisdom to Aldor for my whole life."

He stretched out his hands and respectfully took the edict from Earl Morin.

"Marquis?" Everyone present fell into thinking, what was the king's intention?

The anger aroused by the humiliating content of the previous contract disappeared by more than half.

While negotiating, he appointed a military leader, and a very capable leader. The king's contradictory behavior seemed to indicate that the matter between Aldor and the orcs was not over yet.

A simple banquet was held in the camp to celebrate the birth of a marquis.

After the banquet, Earl Morin found Paul and Catherine and chose a secluded place to talk with them.

"Earl Graman, no, Lord Marquis Graman, His Majesty needs your help." The Earl said straight to the point.

"Me?" Paul pointed at himself, "What help do you need from me?"

Earl Morin replied: "Help in various aspects! His Majesty has decided to use your Alda as a model to carry out a top-down, all-round reform of the entire kingdom."

Paul's heart skipped a beat. What he had done for a long time was finally going to have a huge impact on the country.

Countless ideas emerged in his mind in an instant.

What should he do?

Help Rodney XVIII to reform and make Aldo prosperous? Of course, Rodney XVIII is a good person, but... I am unwilling to do so. I am the time traveler, and I should be the protagonist who guides the tide of the times!

Perhaps I should take advantage of the extreme weakness of the royal family... to rebel? Go all the way south, attack Jingyao, and put the crown on my head!

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Alas, what should I do with Catherine?

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"Paul! Paul!" Catherine once again called her fiancé back to reality.

"Ah! Sorry, I am shocked by the king's foresight. Yes, Aldo has to change. His Majesty is wise!"

The Marquis' flattery was disgusting, and Count Morin decided to ignore it.

"Your Majesty needs you in the frontier, but His Majesty also needs you in Jingyao. I hope you can go to the capital first to discuss the general outline of reform with His Majesty, and then come back to build a strong army."

"As many people think, peace with the orcs is only temporary. Sooner or later, we will drive them back to the grassland to eat sand."

After informing the king of his intention, Earl Morin returned to his residence soon, leaving Paul and Catherine alone.

"Congratulations!" Catherine could clearly feel that Paul was becoming more and more important in her heart. When Paul was conferred the title of Marquis, she was sincerely happy for him and deeply proud.

Of course, it would be better if there was no disgusting and humiliating peace treaty.

If she were still the princess before, she would probably take the army back to Jingyao immediately and ask those who made decisions in the capital what kind of reality they were based on to negotiate such a peace treaty.

But she is different now.

I don't know when it started, but Catherine's mood slowly changed. Her previous enthusiasm began to fade, and the optimistic and positive spirit for the future disappeared from her body.

She dared to swear that she was still 100% loyal to the Kingdom of Aldo, but this loyalty had become the kind of loyalty of doing one's best and following fate.

Perhaps this change started on the day her father passed away.

"Thank you!" Paul replied with a smile.

Catherine was surprised by the calm tone, but in fact she had been feeling strange for a long time.

Whether it was a humiliating contract or a glorious title, Paul had the calmest reaction among the people present today.

How deep must this man's mind be!