I'm in Terra, governing a weird little country.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror of the Duke of Cumberland's Palace where he was staying overnight, Kent Windermere stared at his somewhat sluggish self in the mirror, frowned, and tightened his tie a little more, forcing himself to look more energetic.

Although this would make his already depressed heart feel physically suffocated.

The adjutant beside him immediately replied:

"Your Excellency Kent, this is a motion to restrict Victoria's news media and publishing houses from broadcasting and publishing content related to Victoria's King. This motion has been unanimously passed."

Do I agree?

Kent felt a pain in his temples, forcing him to squint his eyes.

It passed unanimously, so I should agree.

During the time he came to Londinium, he barely had a day's sleep. The bills discussed by the dukes became more and more radical. Those taboo red lines seemed to become the red carpet of the catwalk in their eyes, and they were absent every day. If they stepped on it, they seemed to have lost billions!

From convicting and trying royalist nobles who had been imprisoned for a long time for "minor crimes", to restricting the powers of the Londinium City Council, cutting the budget of the city defense army, and now directly and completely restricting any discussion of royal topics.

What do they want to do?

Mental exhaustion prevented Kent from thinking deeply about the real purpose of the Grand Dukes' move. He could only sigh, took the hat handed by the valet, put it on his head, and picked up his cane:

"Let's go to today's meeting."

"Your Excellency." The attendant suddenly stopped Kent who was about to leave. Kent turned his head in confusion and met the worried expression of the adjutant.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

The adjutant said: "With all due respect, your condition looks very bad. I suggest you report your absence from today's meeting and go see a doctor."

But Kent shook his head: "No, no need, I'm not that fragile."

He looked through the window at the towering Shard Building and the majestic Royal Palace in the central Oak Tree area, and smiled proudly from the bottom of his heart.

"It is a great honor and mission to be able to personally participate in the meeting that determines the future destiny of Victoria. In comparison, what does my slightly uncomfortable body mean?"

He opened the door and walked out of the room.

He would regret this decision a few minutes later.

The scene of the Duke's secret meeting.

Representatives of the Duke of Wellington, the Duke of Cester, the Duke of Stafford, the Duke of Cavendish and other grand dukes have already taken their seats.

After the belated Duke Gaudotin entered the venue burping from wine, this round of secret meetings was officially announced to begin.

The Duke of Cester did not shy away from anyone. She stood up first, as if to solidify her identity as an advocate and leader:

"Everyone, the issue we are going to discuss today is to completely resolve the core basis of the Royalist forces in Londinium City, and it is also the source of the current unrest in that city."

She paused, glanced at everyone present, and said

"We need to discuss whether to abolish the steam knight system."

Kent, who was drinking hot water to regain his mood, choked and coughed violently.

Duke Cester waited quietly for him to catch his breath before asking:

"Does the representative of the Duke of Windermere have any questions?"

Kent raised his hand, took a deep breath, and asked with a serious face:

"Steam knights are heroes of Victoria. To this day, they are still synonymous with good moral character and excellent qualities in many Victorian textbooks. Is it really necessary to abolish them?"

Duke Custer smiled, and the emotion displayed on his wrinkled face was not contemptuous, just funny:

"You are right, Lord Kent. But don't forget, when we overthrew the tyrant, we also chose to lead the Steam Knight elsewhere."

"Although I don't want to admit it, the steam knights have never been Victoria's heroes from beginning to end. They are Aslan's heroes and the king's lackeys. Victoria's real heroes are those who work hard for the future of this country, that is, You and I."

"And the Steam Knight has actually become the last resort of the royalists. Of course, I will not be able to convince the public with my empty talk."

She stretched out her hand, and the adjutant wearing a gray hat next to her immediately handed over a document. The Duke of Castor graciously placed it on the table and allowed it to be circulated to every grand duke present.

"This is a letter of appointment from the Londinium City Council. Those who want to eradicate the Steam Knights and abolish this ancient system are not us loyal dukes, but the nobles of the capital who are well protected by the Steam Knights."

Kent got the document.

The signature of the Speaker of the Londinium City Council and the seal of the Council are clearly visible, and Cester will not falsify in such an obvious place.

He swallowed.My mind was in a mess, and my heart was even more incredible.

What does this mean? If the noble members of the Londinium City Council did not rely on the protection of the Steam Knights, how could they blatantly occupy the city and issue the decree refusing the Grand Dukes to enter the city?

Now that it's fine, they've turned against each other and are about to stab their protector in the back?

Kent never underestimated the lower limits of nobles and parliamentarians, but the historical spectacle of human moral level created by the combination of the two still shocked his eyes.

"As for the publicity issue you mentioned, Mr. Kent, we already discussed this matter yesterday."

Duke Cester continued confidently.

The propaganda outlet is blocked!

Kent immediately realized what Kester meant, completely blocking all channels for the royalists to speak out. The bill he voted for yesterday was not at all aimed at those royalists who had declined to the point where they could not make any trouble, but aimed at those who were about to make waves. The steam knights who were "judged" to be royalists!

Furthermore, the Duke of Cester is using this method to blatantly eliminate dissidents!

As long as he couldn't stand someone, he would pull his own gang of vassal nobles and label that person and all his forces as despicable royalists, and then block their channels of expression reasonably and legally, and charge them with crimes. Really, and finally carry out sanctions and crusade openly and honestly!

It’s such a familiar operation. If Ernst were here, he would definitely exclaim: “Oh my god, it’s beautiful!”

Kent's lips moved, and some words about the Children of the Beach were about to come out of his mouth, but he forced them back.

He must consider Amfelis and Define.

Although with Amfelise’s character, if she had come to the meeting, she would have breathed an ashtray in Kester’s face by now.

"Do you have any other questions?"

Kester asked very politely.

Kent could only look away, and finally tried his best to say:

"Steam knights are not sculptures and will not wait for you... Let's tear them down. Abolition of them will inevitably be accompanied by bloody conflicts. Who do you plan to let in?"

"Are any of Victoria's soldiers really willing to attack the steam knight they have admired since childhood?"

"Yes." Duke Godotin burped and laughed, "Not to mention idols, even beloved relatives and friends, brothers and sisters, but it just requires... haha, just add money~"

"Duke Godotin, please be more serious." Duke of Custer said coldly, explaining as if he was reproaching, "Please rest assured that as the country's current role model, we will certainly not let the lives of our loyal soldiers be wasted on Regarding this matter, we have found someone who is willing to take on this task."

"Who?" Kent asked.

Duke Cester turned around and clapped his hands.

The heavy door of the conference room was pushed open by the white-horned Sakaz, who was holding a dead wood sword, wearing a black robe, and a dragon-like face. The burly and majestic armored figure walked from the shadows into the light.

The Duke of Cester introduced it to everyone.

"Tracys, the current leader of the Sarkarz."

Chapter 91 A mere gift worth tens of millions

Kent eventually signed the agreement.

Despite all his reluctance, his conscience was tortured crazily on his body, and his instinct as a noble to weigh things kept reminding him that he had done nothing wrong, and no one would blame him for it.

But he still felt depressed.

The long-lasting storm over Londinium unexpectedly hit everyone's heart.

"Let's go back."

After returning to the resting place, Kent immediately expressed his desire to return to his adjutant.

The Duke's secret meeting is not over yet, and the Duke of Cester has also promised that after the secret meeting, he will hold a month-long gathering for all the distinguished guests who participated in this meeting to discuss the state affairs.

But Kent had no desire to participate.

He didn't know what disgusting things the gossiping woman could discuss tomorrow, and he didn't want to attend the party where she would have to greet her with a smile. If possible, he really wanted to implement what Amfelis had done before she left. previous explanation.

"Give me a good beating on that arrogant woman!"

Although they hadn't seen each other for more than a month, Kent had never missed Leine Carden's breeze so much. Amfelise's face and voice appeared in his ears, and Kent felt a sense of comfort after a long absence.

He knew that now was not the time to continue collaborating with Kester. He must return to Rhinekarden immediately and inform His Excellency the Duke of Windermere about everything that had happened in Londinium.Only in this way can she have the most time to deal with the coming storm.

Sarkaz entered Londinium with the permission of the Grand Duke and the Council, and was about to abolish the system of steam knights.The Duke of Castor has grasped the microphone of public opinion, and her ambition is already obvious!

Who will be her next target?

The grand dukes have already acquiesced to the occurrence of this matter. This is another motion that has been decided and is just a formality.Otherwise Kent wouldn't be the only one raising questions at the meeting.

After the Steam Knight was abolished, in order to further establish his authority, the situation of the Duke of Windermere, who was at odds with the Duke of Cester, was destined to be extremely embarrassing.

He had to remind Amfelise.

Kent's eyes, which had always been groggy in recent days, gradually returned to their usual sharpness.

Now that the Duke of Caister had excluded Windermere from their little group, now that they had put the Duke's interests before Victoria's.Now that they may be detrimental to Amfelise Windermere and the entire duchy.

Then Kent will not sit still and wait for death.

There is a saying that is very good:

When the other party may regard you as a royalist and criticize you, sanction you, or even use force against you.

You better really be.

The adjutant practiced the fine tradition of Windermere soldiers. He did not ask any questions, just gave a military salute, and quickly ran out of the room, notifying the Windermere delegation to prepare to leave.

Kent stood in front of the window, looking at the towering Shard for the last time, and heard the dull sound of the bell tower. The sacred and solemn bells in the past now seemed to have some sadness and sorrow.

...........

"Your Majesty the Duke, the Windermere delegation is gathering. They are preparing to leave Londinium."

The man wearing a gray hat knelt down in front of the Duke of Cistercian. The graceful woman took a sip of the black tea in the cup, looked towards the direction of the distant bell, and asked nonchalantly:

"What do you think when you hear the bells of Londinium?"

Gray Hat remained silent and did not answer.

Duke Cester shook his head boredly and said slowly and meaningfully: