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Buck roared in a hoarse, deep voice.

The words echoed once again in the conference room:

"Pretix! What tricks are you up to, you old geezer? I can't take this anymore! The royal boy was kidnapped on your turf!"

The old skeleton that Buck calls Pretix is ​​clearly impervious to reason.

Anyway, they're arguing behind closed doors now, and the younger generation outside can't hear them.

He picked at his earwax, completely lacking any semblance of old aristocratic decorum. At their age, they had nothing left to worry about…

Pretix's tone was sharp:

"Didn't we already say that as long as you reveal the secrets of your family's heritage, Ikrom and I will let you out?"

The man he called Ikromy spoke, his voice weak and as if he were about to die:

"That's right, let's proceed with the plan we proposed earlier. The three branches of the August family will take turns serving as dukes each year..."

I heard it was that annoying, drawn-out argument again.

Buck couldn't hold back any longer.

"I'll dig your mother out and smother her! Only the main family can hold the secret of the inheritance, and even if my lineage ends, I won't tell you!"

Pretix and Ikromie were clearly not intimidated; their mother was long dead.

Besides, they've lived to this age. Let Buck curse all he wants, as long as it achieves their goal.

Pretix's shrill voice continued:

"If you don't agree, then so be it. We three old fogies can keep dragging this out. But your little great-granddaughter can't sit still..."

Even Ikromy, the dying skeleton, joined in the mockery:

"Poor little girl, oh dear, she's about to cry again...tsk tsk tsk, does your great-grandmother want to give you a hug?"

Even if Buck was bothered by Yekaterin's status as a woman, and even if he used her as a tool of his power,

His heart was filled with anger:

Of course, I can control and manage my own bloodline and descendants. If others ridicule me, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

I, Buck, have lived for 145 years, and all I've lived for is this face!

Buck's deep voice boomed directly at the two undead skeletons opposite him.

"If you two scoundrels dare to challenge the authority of the master again, then let's see who can leave here alive!"

These words directly threatened the cowardly old skeleton with death, and their lethality was undeniable.

And this statement seems to actually have a force of attack.

The sound alone shattered the teacups in front of Ikrom and Pretix!

Seeing that Buck was truly intent on killing him.

Ikromy and Pretix, those two undead skeletons, are actually a bit scary.

After all, these two branches were mainly responsible for the August family's politics and economy.

But Buck is a true heir to the main military lineage, the previous Duke of the North!

He lived to be 145 years old and personally fought tens of thousands of battles, large and small.

His words were truly murderous!

Even though they were both fourth-tier... Ikromie and Pretix had to admit it.

Even if the two of them went up together, they wouldn't be a match for Buck, who was literally born in the military... an old geezer!

Pretix, who was in charge of politics, immediately compromised:

"Brother Buck! We were just joking. We can sit down and discuss the specifics of the profit sharing. Don't keep bringing up murder and stuff like that..."

Ikromy, who was in charge of the economy, immediately conceded and echoed:

"Oh right, let's talk things out. Let's not ruin our relationship..."

Admittedly, no matter how angry Buck is, no matter how forceful he is.

He wasn't senile yet; he knew that no matter how much those two old bastards, Ikrom and Pretix, deserved to die, they couldn't die now!

Without these two fully-fledged fourth-tier powerhouses, they would have no seats or voting rights in the Kingdom Council.

The August family's actual influence in the Kingdom of Kiel will be greatly reduced.

not to mention……

Who caused that Birmingham brat to suddenly die... leaving behind only his daughter, Yekaterin.

This is what fueled greed in the political and economic spheres!

Buck understood.

He must maintain the unity of the August family while preventing the two major branches from obtaining the secrets of inheritance.

At the very least, there must be a facade of unity! And a united front in external affairs, otherwise he himself cannot answer to his ancestors.

They were all dead men preparing to enjoy their retirement; even if they had a desire for power, how great could it be?

Fortunately, Yekaterinburgh found a royal husband.

This would free him from having to feign politeness with those two bastards, Ikrom and Pretix, and allow Yekaterin to marry into their direct lineage.

As long as Richard is protected from the Third Army, which they control, the main faction has a greater chance of having the last laugh!

Think these things through.

Buck had no choice but to compromise and say:

"I guess I'm just unlucky! The Lower City of New Rome has twelve districts. Aside from the Dio and Goddess districts, you can choose any of the following: Iris, Pansy, Bee-eater, or Bronze-feathered Raven districts."

Seeing that Buck had finally figured it out himself.

Even though this price did not align with what Ikrom and Pretik had imagined.

But it was enough to make Buck feel bad and weaken the main family's influence in New Rome!

Ikrom immediately agreed:

"Deal! Since Brother Buck is willing to go to such lengths for the family's reputation... then we certainly won't hold the family back! We'll take the irises..."

However, Pretix was clearly more politically astute! He realized that Buck wasn't just trying to protect the family's reputation!

Why would they be willing to pay such a high price? There must be a deeper reason... especially considering Yekaterin's expression.

That royal family member... could he be the marriage partner that Buck found?!

Pretix was about to refuse.

But soon! A dense killing intent completely enveloped him! Making him afraid to voice his conjecture…

Buck's forceful threat further confirmed Predictix's suspicions!

Even if he fails to prevent his main family from marrying into the royal family, he will still tear even more flesh and blood from his main family!

So what if we can't win the title of heir? As long as more of the city's districts are in the hands of the political and economic powers... we'll turn things around sooner or later!

Pretix's shrill voice ignored Buck's threats:

"Brother Buck! One district isn't enough for me and Ikrom to share, is it? How about giving me the Pansy District and giving him the Iris District?"

Buck clearly understood that Pretix had guessed his plan.

But he has now torn off the veneer of ambiguity with Ikrom and Pretix.

Richard was the only option; it was a dead end!

Buck's deep voice was very impatient:

"Get out! Those two districts are just dog food! Let the Third Legion bring them back! You'd better... not cause any trouble in Birmingham tomorrow!"