Throne of the North

No one except the Grand Duke and the four earls knew what happened in the study of Grand Duke McReynolds.

The servants in the castle only knew that after several unidentified guests left, the Grand Duke was very angry. He smashed his favorite porcelain and made the study a mess.

"Father."

Roland appeared beside McReynolds at night, a little afraid of this Grand Duke father.

"You are back?"

Grand Duke McReynolds looked at Roland, and his calm emotions rose again.

"Why did they know that we traded weapons with the North Wind Province?!"

Thinking of what the earls vaguely revealed, Grand Duke McReynolds couldn't help but have a headache. What Earl Wilcox failed to say made him realize that his army was not as pure as he imagined.

"It shouldn't be a problem with the army."

"The knights are loyal to you, but the soldiers don't know where the weapons come from."

Roland was extremely humble in front of the Grand Duke. He knew what he was going to say next. He said speculatively:

"Perhaps, someone in your bloodline can't help showing off."

Although it was a guess, Roland was sure that this was the fact.

The McReynolds family is very large. In addition to the eldest son and him, the Grand Duke's descendants also have some illegitimate children who are not in the spotlight.

This is due to the Grand Duke's decades of learning about the empire. The life magicians and the priests of the churches in the Grand Duke's territory are all his people, which reduces the probability of infant mortality.

For decades, the population in the territory has grown, and the strength of the Duke's territory has increased little by little, which has led to the royal family's vigilance. This is also a reason.

"They?"

The Grand Duke also fell silent. This is something that is difficult to change.

All his troops are now fighting against the armies of the nobles in the south, and the one who controls the army is naturally his bloodline.

Of course, there were other nobles in the Andara Kingdom who were fighting against those noble leaders, such as Viscount Fragoso and the four earls who had armies.

So, when the people below met, many things became complicated.

"A bunch of useless things!"

Grand Duke McReynolds couldn't help but scold him. He was angry at the choice of the four grand dukes.

After a long time, the grand duke calmed down and looked at his trembling second son Roland.

"Has the second batch of weapons from the North Wind Province been delivered?"

"Yes, father, the quality of the weapons is very high, and I left most of them in our hands."

"They want food?"

"Yes, Baron Frozen Earth hopes that we can sell them some food. This is a long-term transaction, and it may be an exchange every year."

Grand Duke McReynolds nodded. He didn't care about a little food.

"Tell me, what is the army of the empire like."

"I don't know. I didn't dare to know too much when I went to the North Wind Province this time."

He knew his father very well. While being extremely vigilant to the Holy See, he was also wary of the huge empire and was unwilling to have more contact.

Who knew that the next sentence of the Grand Duke would surprise Roland.

"In the future... maybe we should make a change."

The four earls did not explicitly reject him, but it was difficult for them to agree with him, which Grand Duke McReynolds could still see.

To put it bluntly, the things he said, the interests, were not enough to shake the choices of those earls.

They were already nobles who were on good terms with him, and they were all like this, and other nobles in the kingdom were even more so.

Nobles of all sizes must see definite interests, but now that the king is selling out the interests of the kingdom, it is Grand Duke McReynolds who is harming the interests the most.

For other nobles, they have not seen the huge threat brought by this incident.

Or, they have not felt the damage to their own interests.

This led to the fact that although there were many nobles standing by him, McReynolds still felt that he was fighting alone.

He needed friendly forces, or the kind of friendly forces that could clearly become allies and become enemies with other nobles in the kingdom and the church.

The empire could meet this condition, but the empire was too big, so the nobles of the empire could also meet his conditions.

Grand Duke McReynolds had thought a lot in his study before. He had figured out a lot of things and thought he needed to make changes.

The same was true for the McReynolds family.

"Has the team from the Frozen Territory left?"

"Not yet. They are going to buy some food and other items from the Andara Kingdom and bring them back to the Frozen Territory."

"Go and pull their team over and sell them some of our resources. We can also sell some extraordinary potions for breeding magical beasts and some priest scrolls from the Church. The Empire really needs this kind of thing."

"Then ask them to bring some specialties from the Empire and the Frozen Territory to trade with us next time they come."

Roland nodded and looked at his father with some surprise.

"Father, will this attract the attention of the royal family?"

Hearing this, Grand Duke McReynolds was furious.

"What to pay attention to? The Andara royal family has directly placed the Church's army on the land of the kingdom. What's wrong with me just doing some business with a baron from the North?"

"Is there anything in our McReynolds family that he would like to see?"

"No matter what we do, it's problematic in the eyes of the royal family, Roland, you have to understand."

Grand Duke McReynolds's eyes became extremely deep at this moment.

"Yes, father."

Roland bowed his head deeply.

"Okay, you go and arrange it."

Roland left the castle and appeared in the city on the plain far below the castle. This is one of the three cities in the Grand Duke's territory. It is closest to the castle and the Griffin Mountains, which makes it very prosperous.

When arranging people to find the caravan of the frozen land territory, Roland met an unexpected person.

"Roland? You're back?"

Compared to Roland, whose eyes were three-point noble, three-point melancholy and three-point majestic, and whose body was well-proportioned and perfect, the strong man in front of him was too "knight".

Even the gorgeous noble clothes on his body could not cover his strong muscles, and his breath was even more barbaric. This was the change brought about by the Alpine Knight Breathing Method. Often only one lucky person out of a hundred knights could perfectly comprehend the charm of the Alpine Knight Breathing Method.

Roland's expression was respectful, because the strong man in front of him was his elder brother.

"Otto, why are you back?"

"Why, you don't like seeing me back?"

Otto McReynolds blinked, then grabbed Roland's neck.

"What are you going to do? I came back to find my father, and I want him to send me to the battlefield in the south. Can you help me?"

"The battlefield in the south is too dangerous."

Roland frowned. No one knew that the Grand Duke's army had already clashed with the army led by the nobles in the south. Because of the deal made by King Andara, these nobles wanted to enter the Griffin Mountains.

Strictly speaking, more than half of the Griffin Mountains had been allocated to them.