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Chapter 1468 Chapter 102. Escape is shameful but useful
The Principality of Montambleroc is full of extremes. Some are super-heroes like the Mad Dog Duke, while others are wimps like the Girardi Duke.

Is it possible that being stained with the devil's blood is more or less problematic?
But you can’t just sit back and watch your ally get swallowed up by another ally: “Can we help him?”

"How else do you want to help? We built the city wall, and the first road also leads to the Watch Territory. We even confiscate the tolls on the goods sent to the Principality."

Olmedo leaned against the windowsill helplessly, "I can't help him govern the principality."

Annan smiled: "Maybe that's what Girardi thinks."

Olmedo's face was tense, but he couldn't help laughing, and it took him a while to stop laughing: "So what should we do?"

"I remember Claire was in the Devil's Notary Office?"

"Yeah, I saw her the other day."

"Let her help treat Archduke Girardi."

"Can it be done?"

"That should be possible. Revenge is the strongest emotion. Let Claire threaten him. If he doesn't stand up strong, I'll make the Mad Dog Duke return from hell."

“So is fear.”

Annan spread his hands and said, "How much worse can it get?"

"Surrender and make peace with the Nezumi."

"Then we'll just have to accept having a ratman neighbor."

……

City Lord’s Mansion, Devil’s Notary Office.

With the development of Liberty City, more and more departments and officials were added, and the originally small and exquisite City Lord's Mansion was becoming more and more crowded.

The Devil's Notary Office was only allocated an office that was about the same size as a lounge.

On weekdays, the three apprentice devils deal with the piles of devil contracts sent to them in the office. Occasionally, when there is a big business, they will go out in person to do the notarization.

Thanks to their connection with Liberty City, the performance of the three devils has grown rapidly, and they are not far from being promoted to devils.

It took Belladonna three hundred years to go from an apprentice to a full-time employee, but they didn't even take three years.

Claire had just become a devil and was not familiar with the job, but the other two apprentice devils knew how terrifying this speed was - Claire might become the fastest promoted apprentice devil in ten thousand years.

They are grateful to Belludona and even more grateful to Annan.

When the guards came to find Claire, the two apprentice devils enviously asked Claire to perform well and not let Lord Annan down, as if Annan was the devil lord.

Knowing Annan's request, Claire was willing to give it a try.

……

Long coast, vast sea, bustling harbor, comfortable sea breeze——

Girardi stood on the attic terrace in his loose-fitting home robe, enjoying his safety and freedom.

As for the affairs of the principality...

A good lord does not need to handle official business personally. Didn’t you see that Annan Reeves didn’t handle it either?
knock knock --

A knock on the door interrupted Girardi's reverie.

"Who?"

The captain of Girardi's personal guard came in and said, "Grand Duke, there is a... a... devil outside the door who wants to see you."

"Devil? What do you want to see me for?"

"She seems to be Gilles... seems to be the sister of the Mad Dog Grand Duke!"

Now his good mood was gone.

A few minutes later, Claire and Girardi sat opposite each other at the round table on the terrace. "Sister Claire, long time no see..."

Girardi pretended to miss her.

According to seniority, Girardi can call Claire sister.

"Girardi, you should be in the Watch Territory instead of running here for refuge."

Because she had been studying away from home for many years, Claire was not very familiar with her younger brother. She had only met him a few times, including the one time two years ago, so she was as direct as Annan.

“Besides running away, what else can I do?” Girardi said with a wry smile, “Those are the ratmen…even the Empire has to mobilize soldiers to deal with them.”

"So you're going to throw away the honor of the Montamblelock family?"

Girardi, who had been keeping his head down and avoiding Claire's gaze, suddenly raised his head and looked at her strangely: "Abandoned? Who do you think is to blame for this?"

"Your crazy brother spent all the money and killed all the heirs. If it weren't for my cowardice, I would have been killed by your precious brother like the others!"

In front of Annan, Girardi acted like a harmless sheep, but in front of other people, his character, if not perverse, could be described as moody.

Claire was silent. If it weren't for Annan's request, she didn't want to have any entanglement with anything in her past life.

But some things cannot be avoided... Now, she has to work hard to make up for the scars her brother has caused to the principality.

"Gillers was indeed arrogant and stupid, and he left you with a mess, but at least you still have a mess." Claire used an example of someone they were both familiar with, "But Annan started from scratch."

"You're comparing me to Annan?" Girardi screamed exaggeratedly, "The gap between him and me is bigger than the gap between a goblin and a wizard!"

“You can learn from him.”

"Come on, I'm not cut out for this. Just looking at all that work makes me sleepy."

"But you are the Grand Duke of Montamblerock, and you decide the lives of millions of people."

Girardi said lazily: "To be honest, I don't want to be a duke at all. You forced me to be one. I am even willing to pay Annan to annex the duchy."

Even Claire couldn't stand Girardi's words: "It's hard to imagine... such words would come from the mouth of the heir of the family."

"I don't want to be the heir of the family either." Girardi shouted desperately, "You can't force the responsibility on me and make me take the responsibility!"

"Because you are the last of the Montamblelock family."

No matter what Claire said, Girardi refused to take responsibility and avoided everything she said.

Claire is not good at communicating and persuading others - otherwise her brother Gilles would not have become like that.

She decided to solve the problem in her own way.

"You know, I died once."

"Oh, so what?"

Girardi leaned back in his chair, as if he was basking in the summer sun, without noticing that dark clouds were gathering in the distance.

"I'm fearless." Claire walked towards Girardi.

Her goat-like devilish eyes reflected the frightened Girardi.

"What are you doing? Stop it. I am the king of the Principality of Montamblelock!"

The captain of the guards outside the door heard the Grand Duke's screams and was about to break down the door to rescue him.

"You've been the same since you abandoned your people and hid here." Claire's cold voice sounded, "I watched Gilles go astray, and I can't let you become the same person...Girardi, I will make you regain your sense of responsibility for the family."

The captain of the guard retreated.

Well...it's just the Grand Duke's relatives who are teaching him a lesson. I'm just a guard, so I'd better not interfere.

(End of this chapter)