fallen devil

Chapter 205 Chapter 2 The Devil's Calamity V
While the professionals were having heated discussions, the nobles of Tristram were also having discussions.

The firelight gathered by many candles brightly illuminated the spacious hall.The eyes of the middle-aged nobleman in red long clothes stayed on the candle flame, watching the slowly rising smoke, and frowned indistinctly.

"Cough cough cough."

He deliberately made his coughing louder, so that more people would notice the residual dissatisfaction on his face, as well as the candlelight and smoke in front of him.

Due to the infestation of demons, most of the special candles used by nobles and priests were lost, and they could only use some crude ordinary candles and oil lamps, which meant more smoke, a worse smell, and a more unstable firelight.

They like to find fault with these things, especially in such anxious situations.

"Rias?"

The red-clothed nobleman tapped the soft table carpet with his index knuckles, finally showing a clear expression of perseverance.

"Yes, father."

A younger nobleman responded in a clear voice, while looking around at the nobles with different expressions, he walked quickly to the nobleman in red and bent down.

"Only these ordinary candles, father."

The young nobleman whispered in his ear, "I understand what you mean... there are indeed some white bee candles here, but Priest Castle said that they will be used for pilgrimage. Considering the needs of other nobles at night, the stock is not enough gone."

"I don't like so many excuses."

The red-clothed nobleman said loudly on purpose, and at the same time put his beating hand back to the original place, let the eldest son support him, and stood up, "I hope everyone will restrain themselves, especially the consumption of candles."

"Now is an extraordinary time. White bee candles should be used in meetings...for example, this time, five princes are present, but they can only use these candles. It is really disgraceful."

The nobles across the long table and on both sides looked troubled, but they still nodded.

They knew very well that this was just a show arranged by the nobles in red in order to legitimately seize the use rights of the remaining White Bee Candles.

Even so, they were unable to dictate to the red-clothed nobles. The five Grand Dukes of Tristram were present, and he was still so arrogant, because the sanctuary here was actually the property of the red-clothed nobles.Regardless of whether it is from the perspective of general law or noble law, the right to use candles should belong to the nobles in red.

Afterwards, the nobles in red cooperated with several priests who had the right to speak, discussing some insignificant things.

The meeting ended quickly, everyone stood up and bowed, and left their seats.

"It's just a candle, is it worth such a big fight?"

Several female relatives in the corner exchanged glances with doubts on their faces.

"This is just a show of power, or a signal."

A certain flirtatious nobleman quickly walked over to embrace the beautiful young lady, with a sneer on his face: "He is just emphasizing his master's position again and again, hmph, a few grand dukes make him so uneasy, what a coward."

"That's a bad word."

A somewhat majestic voice sounded from behind the nobleman, who quickly took out his hand and said, "Say hello to you, Grand Duke Del."

"Ah."

Grand Duke Del glanced at the female family members beside the nobles. They immediately looked shocked, saluted with some fear, and left with the group.

"Wool is an outstanding careerist. You should know that he was previously the priest of Tristram Church."

Grand Duke Del's eyes flickered, "It's not uncommon to be among the ranks of nobles as a priest, but what makes people feel strange is that he was able to persuade two grand dukes to participate in another plan, relying on his previous status as a priest, and some nobles handle."

"The plan was to get rid of the other two archdukes... Wool wanted to sit on the highest position in Tristram, even if the lower ones were already in jeopardy, it was crazy."

"So, he deliberately made this incompetent gesture. On the one hand, he relaxed the vigilance of other unrelated nobles. On the other hand, he also sent a warning to you and me."

As soon as Grand Duke Del finished speaking, the flirtatious nobleman spread his hands helplessly, "Alright, alright, your city is too deep. With all due respect, these things don't make any sense."

"What did you say?"

Hearing the words "doesn't make any sense", Grand Duke Del was a little annoyed. He even wondered if the man in front of him was still the young Grand Duke, and whether he had been dropped by the devil.

If there is no point in gaining people's hearts and power, the situation would not be so dire.

"Oh, as far as I know, ordinary people like us can't decide the survival of Tristram."

The expression on the face of the frivolous nobleman changed, and he took on a dignified look, "Listen well, once demons and monsters cross the protective barrier, no matter whether they are nobles or commoners, they are just livestock waiting to be slaughtered...so in our It seems that you are very naive."

Without waiting for Grand Duke Del to speak, the frivolous nobleman continued: "Only the professionals, the heroes who repelled the monsters, they are the key. I talked to them... they came through the portal, where they are There are a lot of supplies in towns and cities, and we can help."

"Supplies? You..."

Grand Duke Del was dumbfounded. Basically, the task of negotiating with professionals was undertaken by some priests. Unexpectedly, the Grand Duke in front of him was so silent that he negotiated with professionals to such an extent.

"Those people are different from us."

After pondering for a while, Grand Duke Del did not think that the idea of ​​frivolous nobles was unfeasible, but he was still afraid of professionals.

Certain traditional concepts are still firmly rooted in Grand Duke Del's mind. Although he respects those professionals as heroes, in his heart he is still very afraid of those transcendent mortal beings with powerful power.Basically, the nobles thought like him, so they didn't find professionals in person like frivolous nobles.

Moreover, countless ancient books and legends mention that those professionals are not real human beings.

"It's not the same, so what does it matter?"

A mocking look appeared on the frivolous nobleman's face, "What about them? What's the difference between those noblemen and demons... Our partners are constantly changing, and only by adapting to this can we survive in this world."

"Let's get back to the topic, since you have brought it up, Grand Duke Del."

The frivolous aristocrat changed the subject, his eyes sparkled, "You can join me, after all, professionals need a lot of supplies, and I can't handle them alone. Besides, they are also interested in other things."

"what?"

"I heard it's an old man, well, it's a headache, there is no standard for finding people, and I don't understand what they are thinking. But the lady told me that if we can find this old man, we can directly get qualified to be saved."

The frivolous nobleman's answer made Grand Duke Del suffocate.

"Aren't they going to save us?"

"I just said you were childish, Archduke Del."

The frivolous nobleman licked his lips, "There is no such thing as a wasted lunch."

(End of this chapter)