At this moment, in the old noble's house, he was looking at the young Earl's uncle with an exceptionally gloomy expression.
"I asked … He proved that I didn't give any orders to attack other people's properties, so this order didn't come from me. It must have come from you."
In front of him, Kiplin's expression was equally gloomy. He looked at the old noble with a bit of resentment.
When faced with this question, he shook his head firmly. "I didn't do it. I'm not that stupid. Besides, you told me to stop."
"Do you dare to swear?"
The old noble asked.
Kiplin then raised his hand and swore to the God of Guevara that he hadn't done any of this.
Sometimes, it was hard to understand the brain circuits of the Federation and the Guevara People. They did blasphemous things while at the same time, they were filled with pure faith at certain times.
If criminals who had committed countless terrible crimes put their hands on the Bible in court and swore that every word they said was the truth, people would f * cking believe them.
They would rather believe in people's ridiculous and comical oaths than believe in scientific evidence and factual evidence.
After seeing Kiplin swear an extremely vicious oath, the old noble was even more confused. "If it wasn't you, then who did it?"
Just as he was thinking about this question, his phone rang.
After he picked it up, his expression became worse and worse. It was already bad enough, but now it was even worse!
Actually, to him, Kiplin didn't have much value, but if he were to throw Kiplin to the young Earl, even if the young Earl apologized in front of everyone, it would be the same as him admitting defeat. It would be the same as the entire family admitting defeat.
Not to mention the properties in Kiplin's hands. He had thought about it for so long but hadn't been able to get much of it. Once Kiplin left, these assets would be taken away and he would never be able to get them again.
This was something the old noble couldn't accept. He had thought that the Duke would be able to give him a good solution, but now it seemed that the situation wasn't like that.
After he hung up the phone, he lowered his head slightly. This was rare for him. He looked at Kiplin. At this moment, his eyes were like the eyes of some kind of predator. It was frightening.
After about ten seconds, or maybe half a minute, he said to Kiplin, "The young count has made a request to the Privy Council. He wants us to give up our protection and hand you over to him …"
Kiplin's expression instantly became terrified. For the sake of his title, he had fought with his brother's only son to the bitter end, and had even found many outsiders to pressure him.
After failing, he stole the family's assets, betrayed the family, married someone else's daughter, and joined another family.
These were unforgivable things to the nobles, and now the little count was actually using his "belonging" as a compromise condition. This made Kiplin realize that the little count really wanted to kill him!
He was shocked and terrified. The old noble's words revealed that this was the duke's idea, and the duke's approval of such a deal made him panic for a moment.
Seeing Kipling's constantly changing expression, the old noble suddenly comforted him. "Don't worry, I won't hand you over to him. No matter what, you're still my daughter's husband. We're family."
"Perhaps there are some conflicts between us, but that's our own business. It's the motto of our family to never abandon any of our family members!"
"If they want to start a war, then let them!"
The old noble now understood very clearly that whether he handed Kiplin over or not, he would not be able to maintain his dignity.
If he wanted to protect his dignity, the only way was to fight, and solve problems in the traditional way of the nobles!
He was very old, and when he was young, he had seen fights between nobles. They fought until their heads bled, and after the fight, most of the problems would be solved!
Since the little count was making things difficult for him, why should he continue to tolerate it?
As for the plans of the Privy Council, they had nothing to do with him now. If he didn't act recklessly, would he definitely be able to obtain the power he wanted in the future?
Not necessarily. He wasn't a top-notch noble like a hereditary duke or marquis, so he would definitely be able to hold all sorts of actual power after the new system was implemented.
Since he wasn't necessarily the beneficiary of this matter … No, he couldn't be considered a beneficiary at all, why should he protect the interests of others and let his own interests suffer?
Besides, even if he listened to the Duke of Phoenix's arrangements and handed over his people and assets, his weak reputation would probably spread throughout the noble circles.
Could a weak person take on an important position in the new era's political system?
Obviously, this was also impossible!
The old noble, who quickly came to this understanding and decision, immediately came to a conclusion.
Since the worst outcome was whatever he chose, then he might as well not choose, and everything would be done according to the rules of the nobles!
The old noble's words didn't make Kiplin feel relaxed. He knew the old noble very well.
In the beginning, when they didn't know each other very well, he thought the old noble was a good person. Not only did he support him in his fight for the title, he was also willing to help him in other aspects.
Later, he realized that all of this was for the sake of more benefits, so much so that he couldn't leave this family now.
When a person who couldn't wait for him to die so that he could take over all of his assets suddenly said that he wanted to help him, he felt that something was wrong.
The old noble didn't give him more time and space to think, and continued, "Whether you did those things or not, we have no way out now.
I can't hand you over and let your nephew humiliate you. After all, your wife is my daughter, and you're a member of my family.
You have no way out either. You have to charge forward, or you'll be limited to this for the rest of your life! "
Kiplin didn't express his opinion immediately. After thinking for a while, he asked with deliberation, "Then what should I do?"
"Counterattack!"
The old noble immediately gave him a decision. "Counterattack fiercely!"
Kiplin was a little surprised. He really didn't think that the old noble would actually support him. He was suddenly a little moved.
But soon, he began to throw himself into "revenge." Yes, he thought that this was revenge. He had suffered the most terrible humiliation in his life, and the whole world had probably seen his butt.
He was a little narcissistic. Not everyone was interested in his butt, only some women and some gays.
This was a stain that he couldn't erase in his life, and it was possible that because of this stain, he would forever be separated from his title.
The royal family wouldn't give their title to a clown who appeared naked in the newspapers. That would be the greatest humiliation to the royal family, and to the nobles as a whole!
The young count was really a scary person. He had cut off his own "road to the title". How could Kiplin not hate him to the bone?
The two of them sat together and discussed for a while, then decided on a revenge operation!
If the young count's people could smash their shops, then they could also smash the young count's businesses!
Before Kiplin left, the old noble proudly and arrogantly told him that the family had many businesses in the Kingdom and even the Empire. On the other hand, the young count didn't have many.
It didn't matter if they lost a few shops and businesses, but if the young count lost some of his businesses, it would be devastating to his income!
"We'll definitely have some losses, but we can bear it, but they can't. In the end, they'll definitely be the first to admit defeat!"
"Go, let them see our bravery!"
With the old noble's support, more than thirty people were quickly sent out from the family. These people were all servants of the family.
Their parents were also servants of the family, and there was no need to doubt their loyalty to the family.
These young people were all in their twenties and had strong bodies.
The food of the nobles was very good, and the food of the servants was also very good. They would usually do some rough work, and at night, they would also maintain the safety of the manor, villa, or other buildings.
With these people, Kiplin swore that he would definitely give his damned nephew a surprise and a lesson!
The young count didn't have many businesses in the Kingdom. He originally had some, but they were all taken away by his uncles and aunts. Only a few shops were left.
His main business was now in the Amelia region, and the business here was no longer important.
"Where do you think they'll attack first?"
The young count didn't feel like a "victim" at all. Instead, he was very interested in discussing with Lynch where the other party would attack first.
Lynch didn't directly answer him, because he didn't know either. "Which of these businesses do you think was the most important to you in the past?"
This kind of enlightening question was precisely what the young count lacked the most at the moment.
He didn't have a father who had fought with the nobles in the Privy Council for half his life, handing over all kinds of experience to him. He could only rely on himself to grow!
When he heard this question, many of the answers were filtered through his mind.
"The finance company!"
He shouted, "Yes, it's the finance company. That must be their first target!"
There was also a finance company in Gevra, and this business was mainly opened by the nobles.
The nobles had this tradition.
In ancient times, the Middle Ages, and even modern times, the nobles would lend seeds to the people under their rule, and then wait until the harvest season to obtain a large amount of food from them.
"Seed lending" was probably one of the earliest forms of usury.
If the commoners in the fief needed money, they would also borrow money from the nobles. This was in itself the responsibility of the nobles.
As Feudal Lords, they had the responsibility to provide all kinds of help to their people when they needed them!
If there was a stable source of income that wasn't so eye-catching, it would definitely be the finance company!