Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 91 Notice, Not Agreement

"Open the door, the community will send benefits."

what community?What benefits?
There were big question marks on the heads of the nobles, and they looked at Earl Johnson who was slowly standing up from the main seat with questioning eyes.

Earl Johnson signaled everyone to stay calm, and calmly said to the door: "Please come in."

"boom!"

The door of the meeting room was kicked open by two ferocious wolf men. Dozens of wolf men in armor and long knives poured in from the door with bloody murderous intent, surrounding the panicked nobles.

A dragon-headed man with blue scales and horns like a black crown walked into the conference room surrounded by kobolds and gnolls.

"It seems like you don't know me?" The blue dragonborn smiled, showing his mouth full of fangs that were gleaming with cold light.

"Then let me introduce myself."

Dragonborn pulled out a high-backed chair and sat down on his own: "Some people call me Lord of Storms, Lord of Thunder, but you can also call me Lord, Lord Ron Dragon Anguston Moore." kindness."

The nobles backed away in a panic, huddled together, just wanting to distance themselves from Ron as much as possible.

They were still discussing how to deal with the unreasonable orders of the evil real dragon, but they were caught by the evil dragon directly.

A nobleman quietly glanced at the window, thinking about the possibility of escaping through the window, but outside the window was a tall tauren holding a giant axe, staring at the nobles in the conference room.

Swallowing, the nobles immediately dismissed this unrealistic idea.

Ron didn't look at those nobles, but took out a beautiful letter from the storage ring worn on his finger in the dragonborn form.

"Here, I would like to sincerely thank Mr. Earl Johnson. As the highest-ranking fief nobleman in my territory, your cooperation saved me a lot of trouble."

Ron looked at the gray-haired human with interest: "Especially your report letter, which saves me a lot of time by not having to go to every noble's territory."

As soon as Ron took out the envelope, sharp-eyed nobles recognized the gold and silver decorations on the envelope that belonged exclusively to the Johnson family. After Ron finished speaking, the nobles were even more uproarious.

Looking at the nobles with expressions of "Your Majesty is about to fight to the death, why did your Majesty surrender first?", the corners of Ron's mouth curled up, and he became more interested in Earl Johnson.

Under the angry, questioning, and puzzled eyes of the nobles, Earl Johnson put his hand on his chest and saluted Ron in a salute to the lord, expressing his attitude.

"As your subject, this is what I should do."

The nobles on the side shook their heads and sighed, or were furious, and they almost didn't yell shamelessly at Earl Johnson.

Ron knocked on the table twice and coughed lightly, making all the nobles look at him.

"Excluding the feudal knights, there are a total of 42 fief nobles in the entire collar. Nine viscounts and eighteen barons are present. Two-thirds of the nobles are here."

Ron took out a stack of documents and threw them at the nobles at the other end of the long table.

"Look at this notice, one copy for each person."

Viscount Mel picked up the high-quality paper, glanced at the lack of beauty and no sense of elegance, and thought to himself: "A monster is a monster, and the document is written like this."

After sending the documents to every nobleman, Viscount Mel realized something was wrong.

"The handwriting of each document is exactly the same? Even the distance between each letter is exactly the same, as if it was engraved and then printed."

After sending out the document, Viscount Mel immediately looked at the terms listed in the document, and finally understood why the nobles who received the document were silent.

"All noble territories, including (not limited to) towns, mountains, farmland, etc., are all owned by the lord Ron."

"All nobles no longer enjoy legislative power, law enforcement power, immunity from punishment, and any special treatment, and only retain the title and title of nobility."

"All nobles should abide by the laws established by the lord Long En, and those who break the law will be treated equally with civilians."

……

Every item on the document is depriving the nobles of their dignity and glory. Viscount Mel felt a little dry and speechless looking at the document.

A voice broke the silence of the nobles.

"Lord... my lord, are these terms too harsh?" A rather old baron asked in a dry voice, his tone full of resistance and helplessness.

Ron grinned, showing his fangs, but there was no smile in his eyes, which sent chills down the spine of the baron who was staring at him.

"Gentlemen, I think the title of this document makes it very clear. This is a notice, not an agreement."

"I gave you a chance, the original terms are much more generous than this." Ron smiled: "It's a pity that you are shameless."

Long En's original condition was to take back all noble territories, but retain certain noble privileges.

As a result, these nobles proved to Long En with practical actions that he was still too kind.

Looking at the blank paper in their hands, the nobles felt only bitterness in their hearts. They began to regret not obeying Ron's order, and began to resent Earl Johnson.

As a reward for reporting them, Earl Johnson's treatment must be much better than theirs. It's a shame that Earl Johnson decided to fall to Long, but he didn't tell them in advance.

Earl Johnson calmly placed the document in his hand on the table and signed his name. Only then did the surrounding nobles see that the document in Earl Johnson's hand was exactly the same as that of himself and others.

Earl Johnson put down the quill and said with a helpless smile: "Please sign, everyone, at least we can keep the family property, castle and manor, can't we?"

With Earl Johnson taking the lead, no matter how resistant the rest of the nobles were, they had to sign at the end of the document under the threat of monsters.

Ron put the documents back together and stacked them neatly. He said with a smile, "It's a very wise choice. I'm glad to see that none of you have done anything irrational. Hehe, I had already prepared ten coffins in advance, but it's a pity that none of them It's useless."

"You can pass on the content of today's meeting to those nobles who haven't arrived. I still have some blank agreements that haven't been signed. Friends who drop by can help bring them over."

"Someone will visit you in the future to calculate your property. I hope you can still cooperate like today, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen."

Ron stood up, put the documents into the storage ring, clapped his palms, and said, "Welcome everyone to be my subjects, don't be so sad, let's have a glass of champagne to celebrate."

Scanning the nobles present, Ron waved his hand with a smile and said:
"Dismiss!"

(End of this chapter)