"Click."
A wooden door in the room was opened, and Princess Flora slowly walked out of it.
It was obvious that the princess had dressed up meticulously. Her silver-white hair was combed into two ponytails that hung down from her shoulders. Many were surprised to see that Flora was wearing a milky white dress.
The style of this dress was very similar to when she first met many people, but there were some differences in the details. Perhaps it was because of the great change in her temperament, many people felt that compared to before, although the dress was very similar, the princess in front of them was like a completely different person.
Tranquil, quiet.
Most of them no longer saw that impatient little girl, but a wise person who recognized herself and reality.
"Your Highness."
Many bowed to Flora. After receiving her response, he did not sit on the armchair next to him like before. Instead, he waited for the princess to signal him to sit down slowly.
Everything was carried out in a business-like manner.
Salia obediently sat on the side. Her big eyes were curiously looking at Flora. Her little mouth was slightly pouting. No one knew what she was thinking.
"This is my private area. You can say whatever you want."
Flora went straight to the point. She did not say any pleasantries. She still had her hands crossed on her lap. Her well-dressed appearance matched with her countryman's temperament. It reminded Many of the term "noble lady". However, Flora was more mature. Other than her outstanding talent, she also had a superior temperament that ordinary people could not compare to.
"I'll make it short." Many played with the wooden staff in his hand. "I can guarantee the stability of the trolls in Oditore. No matter what the Noble Parliament says, the trolls' legal citizenship will not be revoked. In the future, there may be more trolls who will become Oditore's citizens."
"I don't need to explain too much about the Noble Parliament's prejudice against the trolls. They're actually jealous of the huge business opportunity that Odietore will bring. Even with the threat of the undead, they won't let go of any chance to make a fortune." Flora stared straight into the eyes. The naivety she had before was long gone. "The goal of negotiation is always for one side to compromise. The more weight they have, the less benefits you can get."
"Indeed."
"Then, what do you plan to do?"
"I'd like to hear what kind of hat they're going to put on me, and how I'm going to step on ten thousand feet."
Many of them smiled and took out a bag of fruit wine from their space rings. They poured three cups of wine. Because they were discussing important matters, the servants were forbidden from entering the room by Her Highness.
Flora's eyes lit up a little when she saw the fruit wine being brought out. It was the drink she used to drink when she was traveling with her friends. When she smelled the wine, the princess couldn't help but remember the time when she was protected by many people while they were traveling.
"That's an interesting way of putting it, but it's also very vivid." She paused for a moment, accepted the exquisite cups that were handed to her and took a sip without hesitation, savoring the taste for a moment before continuing. "The nobles' reasons are always rather ridiculous. Take yesterday's incident for example. Even if I'm standing here in one piece, they would still label the trolls as' attempted assassination '. Don't laugh, such things happen all the time."
"This is really challenging the intelligence of the people."
"Citizens?
The civilians won't know these things. They'll hear a different story. "
"Looks like they're really going to use yesterday's incident as an example?"
"You can always find a way to frame someone."
"What do I need to pay attention to?"
"Don't let the trolls hurt anyone in Xiliath City. Then you'll have succeeded in the first step."
* * *
Xiliath City, Noble District.
Lady Vasaki, who was sitting on an armchair, suddenly sat up. Her snake body had returned to her human form. She tidied her clothes and walked down the stairs to the first floor.
At this moment, Yuna and the others were in the hall. As usual, they were responsible for the security work. When they saw Madam Vasaki walking down the stairs, they bowed their heads respectfully. Awe of the strong was a troll's habit. Madam Vasaki's fierce battle in the Khalim Forest left a deep impression in their hearts.
However, the lady seemed to have noticed something. After she sat down in the hall, she suddenly called out to Yuna.
"Did Many say anything before he left?"
Yuna was stunned and replied, "He said to be careful these days. Someone might come looking for trouble."
The lady nodded and then reminded them again, "Someone will come looking for trouble soon. You have to control yourself. No matter what they do, don't be impulsive."
Yuna narrowed his eyes and nodded. "Understood."
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of orderly footsteps coming from the entrance of the hotel. It was the sound of armor clanking and the officer's command echoing each other. The sound came from afar and finally stopped in front of the hotel.
A commanding officer walked in with four fully armed soldiers behind him.
Lady Vasaki saw the emblem of the arbitration organization on the soldiers' chests and immediately understood that they were here for Yuna and the others.
She did not say much. Instead, she got up and waved at the trolls in the room. In an instant, a faint light flashed in front of all the trolls and finally disappeared.
When the few who entered the room saw this, they immediately put their hands on the hilts of their swords. Before they could say anything, Lady Vasaki turned around and looked straight at them. "What's the matter?"
The commanding officer was stunned. He looked at Lady Vasaki warily. After confirming that she did not have any intention to attack, he replied, "The arbitration organization needs to invite the barons and the trolls involved to the arbitration organization regarding the assassination that happened here yesterday."
"Go there?" The lady felt that there was something strange in his words. "What is this?
Arrest? "
"You misunderstand." He seemed unwilling to say more. "We just want to ask about yesterday's incident. We need the cooperation of the trolls and the barons."
"Many is not here. You can wait here for him to come back."
Lady Vasaki did not say any nonsense. She threw this sentence coldly and sat back in the armchair.
The officer was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to report back. The Trolls around him all stood up and looked at him, while Yuna walked in front of him — this fellow was purposely giving off pressure. His back was straight, and his height of more than two meters, coupled with the steel armor that never left his body, made the officer feel as if there was a murderous aura in front of him that he couldn't block at all.
The soldiers behind him gulped. The size of these trolls combined with their armor was really oppressive. Some of the trolls' plate armor still had blood stains that had not been wiped clean. The originally silver armor had a strange red color. This kind of aura that only veterans on the battlefield had made these soldiers, who had not participated in many battles, tremble from the bottom of their hearts.
Just as the commanding officer was hesitating, a man wearing a cloth robe walked in. This man looked very skinny and had a goatee. His cheeks were sunken, and his face was much darker than the average person's. He walked very arrogantly. Although he was not tall, he always raised his head slightly, as if no one was in his eyes.
It was an inexplicable sense of superiority.
When he entered the door, this guy's eyes were immediately locked on Madam Vasaki, but when Madam Vasaki raised her head slightly and glanced at him, this guy immediately trembled nervously as if he was on fire, and averted his gaze as if he had been electrocuted.
"Nick?
You're here. "
He did not look at Yuna. He first greeted the commanding officer casually, but the sound of his gulping revealed his nervousness.
"Slav?
What's the matter, Lord Viscount? "
The commanding officer called Nick did not seem to like to talk to this person. However, due to the power behind this wretched guy, he still asked politely.
However, this "politeness" was only for people like him who worked in the military camp. In Slav's opinion, his question was too direct and made him feel embarrassed.
"It's not the order of the Viscount. It's an order from the arbitration court. Let me add to it for you —"
"Why would the arbitration court ask you to add to the order?"
Nick interrupted him rudely. There was no other reason than that the arbitration court had a relatively complete set of procedures. Even if it was a temporary change of order, it would not randomly find an irrelevant person to represent it.
"This is the proof. Take a look."
The Slav seemed to be annoyed that Nick had interrupted him. He raised his hand and threw something at Nick. Nick quickly caught it and found that it was an identification badge of the Inquisition. In other words, the Slav who had this badge had the right to change his mission.
"Understood."
Nick also understood that he could not stop these nobles from playing tricks. The so-called "fairness" only existed in ideals.
As expected, Slav's subsequent order was to immediately bring the trolls who 'committed crimes' back to the arbitration court without any delay. Anyone who disobeyed the order would be arrested according to the laws of the Empire!
In fact, this was a disguised form of arrest. The last sentence was for the people around to hear. It meant that if the trolls resisted, then they would not have to bear any responsibility for their actions.
Nick turned around and looked at the trolls who were looking at them with disdain. He suddenly felt that what he had done was too despicable.
What happened yesterday had already spread within the arbitration court. The trolls did not need any evidence to prove that they were right or wrong. However, he was in the hands of the Empire and could not go against the rules. For the sake of himself and his family, he had no choice but to do these things that even he looked down on.
"What do you need us to do?"
Yuna was already mentally prepared. Before he left, he had already mentioned this possibility. Coupled with Madam Vasaki's reminder, they were very cooperative.
"Please disarm —"
"And armor."
Slav interrupted Nick and added, "This is Sirius. The arbitration court represents the highest legal authority of the Empire. You better know your place!"
A typical example of a fox exploiting the tiger's might.
Yuna laughed as he looked at this guy with a shrill voice that sounded like a girl's. He turned around and said a few words in the Troll language, and all the warriors began to take off their scabbards and scabbards in an orderly manner. Then they took off their pauldrons, breastplates, steel belts, metal skirted armors, and finally, steel leg guards.
Pieces of armor were placed neatly on the ground. From the sounds they made when they touched each other, the soldiers could imagine the thickness and quality of these pieces of armor. The Trolls who had taken off their armor appeared much thinner, but the fierceness in their eyes did not diminish at all.
"Just follow us to the arbitration court. There are just some things we need to ask. Don't be nervous."
Nick gestured for the trolls to walk out of the house. Then, he said to the lady who was sitting on the armchair, "Madam, please tell the baron that we have disturbed him."
The lady nodded, and a green light flashed under her slightly lowered eyelids.