"Viscount Linde Roll, long time no see, long time no see."

The person who came to persuade him to surrender was an acquaintance, the same envoy who had given him the marriage certificate.

He had come from the capital to give orders to the nobles in the western part of the northern border, but unexpectedly he came to persuade Linde to surrender.

"Your Excellency, it's been a long time since we last met. I wonder what your opinion is on this visit to Gray Collar?"

After Lind settled Ruby and the old housekeeper, he took Reina to meet the messenger.

This was Reina's own request. Reina now feels very insecure. She might be afraid that Linde would really surrender suddenly. The originally heroic Reina now shrinks behind Linde like a kitten.

"I believe the Viscount has already known that the dark clouds covering the northern border have dissipated. The new leader of this area, Earl Wesker Evans, cannot bear to cause more killings, so he asked me to talk to the Viscount."

After saying that, the messenger took out the letter of surrender from his arms. It was more like a treaty of defeat than a letter of surrender.

There are all kinds of root-digging treaties, such as disclosing the formula of white sugar and recovery potion, and voluntarily transferring magic stone veins, which is almost equivalent to selling the entire gray-collar industry.

What Linde got was just a nominal title of promotion to nobility and the mayor of a small town in a remote area.

This treaty seemed like the authors were afraid that if Lind surrendered, those masters would get less credit, and they hoped that Lind would fight to the end. Even the envoys came with an attitude to provoke Lind, praying in their hearts that Lind would not surrender.

"Of course, if you are willing to voluntarily hand over the traitors of the Lars family, we will provide you with a more generous treaty."

After saying that, the messenger glanced at Reina, whose eyes were still red.

Who would have thought that although Linde Roll was quite resistant to this marriage at first, he has now stood with the rebels of the Lars family.

Lena unconsciously grasped Linde's left arm, fearing that Linde would really sign the treaty.

"Your Excellency, don't say I didn't warn you. Even a powerful rebel like Archduke Lars was wiped out by our coalition forces!"

For a moment, Linde didn't know what to complain. If Grand Duke Lars was really dead, then Doug Lars would probably not be able to sleep well at night. Who knows if he used some magic prop to escape.

And what is this rebellious lord? Is this an official definition? But why does it feel a bit childish? Could it be that this messenger made it up?

But Lena was obviously irritated by the fact that there was no body left. She wanted to speak, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say.

"No body? Does that mean Archduke Lars might still be alive?"

Feeling Reina's grip on his arm, Linde immediately understood what Reina wanted to say and asked on her behalf, although he had no idea how this worked.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he must be dead."

The messenger immediately retorted, and Reina's eyes dimmed.

"Viscount Linde, I advise you not to harbor any luck. In any case, the death of Grand Duke Lars is an established fact. The new Lars appointed by His Majesty are the future of the North. Viscount, you are also a smart person. I hope you will not be ungrateful and hand over the rebels in your territory. I can also give an explanation to the future lord of this territory."

"Oh? In my opinion, the people who killed their fathers and nephews are the bad guys. Is it really a good idea to let such people become the future of the North? Who is so ungrateful?"

Linde was possessed by the spirit of argument and started to retort.

"You, you! Lord Viscount, don't think you can do evil by relying on sixth-level professionals and a bunch of elite cavalry. I remind you that the old Lars's forces will eventually be wiped out under our iron hoofs. All you rely on are the fifty cavalrymen and a sixth-level rebel left by the old Lars's forces. We have already investigated all this!"

In fact, there was no investigation at all.

"Do you know how many nobles and professionals we have in the coalition? We have 50,000 heavenly soldiers. Once our coalition's heavenly soldiers arrive, we will definitely teach you a lesson!"

Of course, these 50,000 heavenly soldiers include logistics and logistics of logistics.

There are also cooks for the nobles, as well as the cooks' logistics support.

Among them there are also many concubines of noble lords, as well as their logistical support staff. After all, who wouldn’t want to show off his prowess on the battlefield in front of his most beloved wife?

After counting these people and rounding up, and rounding up again, there are 50,000 people, which is reasonable, right? At least this messenger did not round up to 100,000 people.

It is no secret that the nobles throughout the western part of the North have begun to form an alliance to share this last piece of cake.

In any case, it is still too exaggerated to use only one gray-collar to fight against the entire western part of the North. Lena even wants to give up. It is not unacceptable to really escape to the elves.

After giving the stick, the envoy started giving the carrot and threw the treaty on the table.

"If the Viscount is willing to lay down his arms and surrender, he will still be a marquis in the future. Why is he struggling for a woman now? I remember that the Viscount himself was not very satisfied with this marriage at the beginning, right?"

Lind didn't even glance at the treaty. He said, "I thought the envoy had come from afar and had something profound to say, but I didn't expect him to confuse right and wrong, good and evil, and even bark at me."

"you you!"

"A group of people who killed their fathers and nephews and colluded with foreign enemies dare to claim to be the future of the North? I have never seen such shameless people!"

After saying that, Lind took the treaty, signed it, and threw it in the envoy's face.

The envoy took the treaty and found a word written on it where the signature should have been: Read.

This was clearly the format for reviewing subordinates' official documents. In an instant, the messenger's blood rushed to his head and he fell to the ground.

"see a visitor out."

After saying this, Linde left without looking back, and the servants tacitly dragged the messenger out who had fallen to the ground and had not had time to get up.

After the messenger left, Lind turned to Reina who was holding his arm tightly and said, "Can you let go?"

Reina finally reacted and immediately loosened her clenched arm. Linde lifted up his sleeve and found that his arm had been bruised. Fortunately, Reina did not really use force, otherwise, with the strength of a sixth-level knight, his arm would have exploded on the spot.

"Sorry bro, I was just a little nervous, and then, then..."

Linde interrupted Reina and said directly: "It's useless to surrender. The other party will not let us go easily."

In fact, when the treaty was taken out, Lind knew that surrender was no longer possible. This group of insects was afraid that someone would surrender to share their cake, and they had probably already distributed the benefits internally before the fight started.

It would probably be difficult to escape. No matter how powerful Grand Duke Lars is, he is still a dead man. Moreover, Lind has had several contacts with the elves. Although they are very trustworthy, they are still different from the traditional impression of elves. They have less divinity and more humanity. The factions within the elves are also very complicated and unreliable.

Seeing Rena still somewhat hesitant, Linde sighed helplessly. He didn't expect that he had originally planned to stop Rena from rebelling, but now he had to persuade Rena to rebel instead.

But after a little hesitation, Reina nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you, brother! We won't go to the elves, I want revenge."

Ruby, who was behind the scenes, also came out with the old butler Sebastian: "I won't leave either. I want to stay with my sister."

The old butler stared at Lind, as if trying to understand what Lind was thinking.

Feeling the old butler's gaze, Lind asked, "What is the current situation within the Lars family?"

"There may be reinforcements. Winter Castle has not been conquered until now. As long as you can hold it, I can try to contact the elders of the Lars family."

In fact, it is just relying on the remaining prestige of Grand Duke Lars to see if he can attract more people over.

"There are still many people loyal to the Grand Duke's eldest son. As long as the eldest lady is still here, it should be able to attract a lot of people. Of course, the premise is that they can hold on."

The old butler continued to add.

Although he said so, the old butler's actual expectations were more pessimistic. It was estimated that people in Winter Castle were also discussing whether to join the new Lars family or continue to hold on.

Hearing the news, Lind just nodded.

"Then fight! The War of Heirs is not over yet!"

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