Realm of Power

"Enverk, how could you treat Lord Legos like this?" Next to the young noble, a middle-aged man with the Enver family mark embroidered on his sleeves and a look somewhat similar to the young noble walked out of the crowd chatting next to him. He scolded the young noble, but there was no trace of nervousness or reproach on the expression on his face. The look he looked at Legos looked more like looking at a shabby man.

"Enwit, you are really going too far"

Legos' eyes were filled with anger as he stared at the middle-aged noble who was scolding the young man. He twisted his body left and right, trying to break free from the young noble's hands. His already red face looked like it was about to drip blood. His mouth was trembling, "Although your Enwe family is one of the three major families in the north, you have no right to let your son humiliate a lord like this."

"No one humiliates you, it's you who humiliates yourself. It's a joke for a bandit lord like you to want to be appreciated by Miss Mao Monaqing."

The young noble snorted with disdain, then let go of the hand that was tightening the collar of Legos like a vise, and walked away triumphantly, leaving Legos with an embarrassed look on his face, amidst the laughter of everyone. Trembling with anger

"They are all a bunch of bastards and bandit lords. At least they have never plotted against others." Legos' eyes flickered and he said angrily, "Don't think that I don't know what you are planning. The foreign trade power with Wikiya belongs to The private rights of all lords, don’t think that you can do whatever you want by embracing the thighs of the Vycians.”

"Oh, does the Envi family have any relationship with Wikiya?" Fatty asked with a puzzled look. In his impression, Wikiya didn't seem to have any strong allies in northern Salander.

"Have you forgotten that Enverland has its own fleet? How could they have grown so fast in recent years if the Vecians hadn't allowed it?"

Legos looked at Fatty up and down in astonishment and realized that this guy really didn't know anything about the Enwy family. After hearing that he was a noble who had returned from Wikiia, he suddenly realized.

"Envi Territory is located on the east side of Yema Grassland and is the largest export port in the northeastern region," Leggs said. "In order to allow the resources from the north to be transported to the south as quickly as possible, Kyoto specially granted Envi permission." Lords can have their own private fleets and have the right to trade with foreign countries. However, this rule has long been broken under the current situation. Not only the Envi Territory, but also more than a dozen other territories, large and small, have established their own trade port"

"Haha, even my few small fishing villages have built ports." Legos paused and said with a proud look on his face, "If it weren't for the fact that this conference heard that the power of foreign trade was to be re-divided, I would have been a fool to listen. That idiot Sodofei’s nonsense came here to attend a so-called meeting of lords.”

"Oh, do most lords think like this?" Fatty asked. This sudden discovery made Fatty feel a little surprised.

"Nonsense, when the Normans were robbing lords wantonly in the north, these guys from Kyoto were all pretending to be turtles. Not to mention sending troops to assist, they didn't even hear a sound. Originally, there were 24 lords in the north, but now there are only 16, it’s so chilling just thinking about it.”

Legos said angrily, "Now that the Normans have been beaten away, these guys from Kyoto will immediately come out to take advantage. They think everyone is stupid. Who can't see such an obvious thing?"

"That's true"

The fat man's face was slightly startled. He was originally thinking of ways to disrupt this meeting, but he didn't expect that these Salander lords were more enthusiastic than him.

"But I'm not worried," Legos joked drunkenly, "If the sky falls, there will be tall people holding it up. The ones jumping on the hot pot now are definitely the three major families in the north, and most of the lords in the north are following. They look at the direction of the wind behind them,

"It's a pity that the most just Duke Lazar died. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the turn of guys like Enwit to come forward," Legos said with emotion on his face.

"Apart from the Kulay family in Lhasa, who are the other two major families?" Pang Qing took a sip of the red wine in his hand and asked with a curious look on his face.

Although I have been in Salander for a month, apart from being busy preparing for the construction of Vic New City, I really don’t know much about the affairs between the northern nobles. On weekdays, Nilai seems to deliberately avoid this aspect. Judging from Legos’ tone, , it can be heard that the Kulay family that Nilai inherited is also one of the three major families.

"One is the Enright you just saw. Although their family is only a marquis, but with its excellent status, it is the richest territory in the north. But I can guarantee that after this meeting, the decline of the Enright Territory is doomed. Because neither Kyoto nor the Northern Governor will continue to allow him to remain in power, there will definitely be very harsh means to oppress the Enlai Territory.

"The other one is him"

Legos staggered to a seat by the window and sat down. He slurred for a moment, looked around drunkenly, and suddenly pointed in the direction of the door.

There were five or six lords from the northwest mountainous area standing there. One of them was a stern old man wearing a golden stand-up collar and a head full of white silver combs. Among these lords, he was obviously at the center, and his occasional glances were like lightning. So sharp, giving people a feeling of high spirits

"The old fox in the northwest mountainous area, the Grand Duke of Russia and Germany," Legos whispered in Fatty's ear with a mouth full of alcohol. "He is the only remaining duke in the north.

At that time, he was a big shot who had served as a deputy minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs. He had great prestige and was second only to the Grand Duke of Lhasa Kulay in the north. However, this guy was able to tolerate a new marquis like Enwit and climb on top of him to act as the northern governor. The chief figure of the lord,

"And I came to the meeting in an extremely low-key manner, so I can tell that this old guy is not simple." A trace of confusion flashed in Legos' drunken eyes.

"Oh, what you said makes sense."

Fatty nodded, and suddenly turned to look at the drunken Legos, his eyes like daggers, staring straight at this vulgar-looking but extremely insightful little northern lord.

He asked in a deep voice, "You have said so many comments about others, but what about yourself? You are also one of the northern lords."

"Me?" Legos looked at Fatty in surprise, shook his big head, and said with a wry smile, "I don't know, my territory is very small, and I don't even have a decent town.

In order to keep the territory, I basically did everything, pretending to be a robber, selling the castle, almost selling myself. I know they all look down on me, but for my dead father, as long as the Legg family can continue, I will not regret

My biggest ideal is to cross the vast sea one day and go to Wikija across the strait to have a look.

I really want to know what kind of great changes made Vikia from a small country to a powerful country comparable to Ruidian." Legos looked at a merchant ship setting sail outside the window with blurred eyes. h

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