Succubus' Manor

The streets of the holy city are densely interspersed like spider webs, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the streets, only a few people walking around here and there.

The priests of the Holy House wearing white robes walked on the street, but no one stood on the street to salute them. The guards and the priests met each other without speaking to each other. The two groups of people almost turned in opposite directions together. Tilt your head and walk in the wrong direction.

In today's holy city, the bustling scene of a few years ago was not seen before.

Small vendors are still doing business, but it is difficult to wait for a customer.

Standing at the foot of the main hall steps, Duke Anderson opened the letter delivered by the servant who had hurried from his domain to the Holy City.

The person who sent the letter was Lord Rose, who used to be the husband of Duke Anderson's distant niece, but his niece died less than two years after her marriage. However, Lord Rose has never let go of this relationship, and has never had a wife.

He would rather be a widower than give up the relationship.

To Duke Anderson, this man was a begging dog under his seat.

At the peak of the power of the Anderson family, the dukes of those generations would be called grand duke wherever they went. Grand duke is not a title that all dukes can have. It is between the king and the duke, lower than the king, higher than the king. Yu Duke.

It was precisely because they were in power at that time that they could have such a title.

Duke Anderson has always wanted to restore the glory of the family - he does not feel that he is inferior to his ancestors.

His title was passed on to him from his grandmother. As the duchess who once held power, not to mention other ancestors, this grandmother was like a mountain on his head.

He didn't want his grandchildren to think his grandmother made a wrong decision to pass the title on to him.

So at this moment, he was completely enraged, he clenched his fists tightly, and the parchment was tightly held in his palm.

His second son led an army to attack a city dominated by merchants, but lost!

Anderson lowered his head gloomyly—it's okay to die, but if he didn't die, he became a prisoner, and it would be a shame to lose face!

It doesn't matter if you die, God of War has lost battles.

But if they are captured, their family's face will be really lost!

No matter how much he loves his son, he is still the Duke and the leader of the Anderson family. Everything he does must be considered for the family first, and a child cannot be compared with the whole family.

What's more, he has more than one child!

His eldest son is his preferred successor. He is calm and serious, never pushy, and will judge the situation. His fourth daughter is born smart and can draw inferences. If the eldest son has an accident, the fourth daughter can also take over the burden in his hands.

As for the other children, his son was sent to become a knight in the Holy Court just after he was [-] years old, and his daughters were all married off by him.

Anderson thinks he is not a fool, he must put the family in the hands of the most capable children in order to make the family brilliant forever.

"Tell him." Duke Anderson squeezed the words out between his teeth, "Just say Auston is dead."

The servant was startled, and subconsciously said: "My lord..."

Anderson's voice raised a little: "I said, I am not a son who has lost a battle and is still a prisoner!"

The servant quickly responded.

Only then did Anderson say: "I agree to his request. I will send troops to Queen Bingming to save... that... child's life."

It's just that from now on, that child can no longer be called Oston. He can only hide his name and go to live in a place that no one knows.

If the child died, Stettin was also buried with him.

Anderson raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Go."

The servant bent over and left in response.

Duke Anderson walked up the steps. He asked the maid to report, while he stood in the corridor and waited.

The maid came back after a while, bent down and said, "Please follow me."

Anderson cheered up, he couldn't see the sadness just now, and he even smiled at the maid.

The maids around the queen cannot be offended. They are even equivalent to the queen's staff and are the most trusted people of the queen.

And they, the dukes, all have to go to the back row.

The queen received Anderson in her room. She was reclined on the sofa, and a maid was kneeling on the ground, dyeing her nails with mineral dyes. She was wearing a red robe, with gold earrings on her ears, and a Wearing a tiara inlaid with gemstones, she is very casual, as if she is not meeting a man, but a woman.

"Grand Duke." The Queen looked excited when she saw Anderson coming in, but she didn't move her buttocks and shouted.

Anderson quickly said: "Your Highness, how can I be worthy of your grand duke?"

The queen smiled and said, "You are the person I trust most now. Without you, where would I be? It is right to call you Grand Duke, and everyone else should call you that in the future."

Anderson repeatedly declined, but the joy in his eyes was unstoppable.

Anderson said, "Your Highness, near Rose, there is a city named Stettin, and the lord of that city was appointed by the Holy Court!"

Anderson looked serious, as if this matter had nothing to do with him: "The lord of Stettin tried every means to plunder the property and population of nearby towns, and Lord Rose called the lords of other cities to fight back together."

The queen looked at him with a smile, as if listening to a story: "And then? Did you win?"

Anderson: "...lost..."

The queen suddenly said, "I remember your second son, who seems to be a paladin in Rosette."

Anderson said seriously: "Yes, but Stettin has a strange bow, which is fired flat and can shoot through a person's body with a single arrow. There is also a strange fire bag that can make a loud noise and cause earthquakes. If it falls on a person, it can even blow them up, my son didn't know that the other party had such a devil's trick before he set off, so he died in battle."

The queen restrained her smile, she pursed her lips and said, "It's a pity."

Anderson wiped the corners of his eyes, not sure if there were any tears: "Your Highness, if you don't take advantage of this opportunity, Stettin may become a weapon of the Holy Court! If you don't attack them when they are not mature, they will become stronger. By then We have no power to fight back!"

Queen: "Grand Duke, don't worry, but you also know that I don't have many soldiers in my hand. If I send them all out, what will happen to the holy city?"

Anderson said sadly: "I know... I don't want revenge, I'm just worried."

The queen sighed: "Even if you want to take revenge, I can understand. After all, it is your child. Which child did not grow up well without the hard work of its parents? In this way, you go back to rest, and I will give you an answer in three days." .”

Anderson breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and left the room after saluting to the queen.

After he left, the maid who dyed the queen's nails raised her head and asked, "Your Highness, do you really want to send troops?"

The queen raised the dyed hand and said with a smile, "No, why should I send troops? I'm dead or injured, can Anderson pay me back?"

The maid was even more confused: "If Stettin is really that powerful, the lord was appointed by the Holy Court."

The queen sneered: "Tell me, do I, the queen, have real power?"

Maid: "Of course! His Majesty the King can't even leave his room now."

The queen's laughter was even colder: "Do you think the king has real power?"

"The crown is just a dead thing." The queen took off the crown and threw it aside casually. "What they submit to is not the person in the seat, but the seat."

"As long as this is the case, I can only be queen."

The queen took a deep breath.

She is not reconciled!Why should she be willing!She is going to be king!

Even if the next king is her child, she is not reconciled.

She was born too late back then, if she had been born 20 years earlier... no, ten years, she would have competed with her brother!

Queen: "Only when they all surrender at my feet can I sit in that seat."

The maid couldn't understand the difference, she just said confusedly: "Then what about Stettin?"

The queen smiled: "I'm not in a hurry, the Holy Court will be in a hurry, they have to try to cover up, they have private soldiers, those Flanders, not many died on the road, and many died at my hands, they are now How many private soldiers can there be?"

"Less than [-], and I have [-] soldiers in the Holy City alone."

The queen clenched her fists tightly, and the back of her hand was covered with veins: "They dare not confront me head-on now. After hearing that Stettin has a strong army, will they reach out to Stettin?"

The maid's eyes lit up: "It will definitely! There are such good weapons!"

The queen laughed again: "Then do you think the lord of Stettin will willingly let go?"

The maid was not sure: "...if he is the most devout believer in the Holy Court..."

The queen shook her head, and she gently stroked the maid's cheek: "If he was, he wouldn't have private soldiers at all."

"Even if he is, after having private soldiers, he will no longer be."

"Power is more beautiful than beauties, and more mellow than fine wine." The queen's smile was a bit ferocious, "It can turn people into ghosts, and it can also turn ghosts into people."

"When the time comes, the Holy Court asks for it, but the lord of Stettin refuses to give it. Only when their conflicts arise will I benefit."

The queen narrowed her eyes slightly: "This is the opportunity God gave me."

The maid quickly praised: "Your Highness is smart! Wisdom!"

Queen: "We can still use this opportunity to get rid of Anderson."

The queen sneered and said: "He has ambitions in vain, and he has no ability to match. He is not as good as the abbot who only knows how to tell lies."

"Go and tell the people at the Holy Court, and make sure the Holy Dean knows that Stettin has an extremely powerful army." The queen rubbed the maid's hair, "Go."

The maid stepped back.

The queen lay down on the sofa again.

She looked at the scorching sun outside the window, and couldn't look directly at Qihui, so she could only look away and look at the candlestick, her gaze was fierce.

She has been unconvinced for half her life, and this is her last effort to exhaust all resources and connections.

She imprisoned her husband and told her children to obey their mother's words. She didn't want family members, children, or the so-called queen's glory.

Win, she is the king of a country.

If you lose, you will die.