Chapter 94 Blackmail 3
Chapter 94 Blackmail 3
Emerson waited until noon the next day with a belly full of resentment.
After Paul saw off Quiller and his party and caught his female advisor in a small way, Bernard sent for Emerson and informed him that he could meet with Count Greiman at 2:00 pm, still in the parlor of the castle.
At two o’clock Paul arrived in the parlor, but did not see the messenger.
“Just as well, let’s wait a while.”
Paul opened a book and sat down in the parlor to read.
After finishing a chapter, he looked up at the floor clock in the parlor; fifteen minutes had passed.
He shook his head, feeling slightly offended in his heart, since succeeding to the Lordship, he had not met anyone who dared to stand him up.
Continuing to wait for a while, by this time it was 2:30, Paul couldn’t help himself.
“Bernard!” He shouted.
The chief secretary immediately ran from the office, “What is it? Lord Graiman!”
“Huh? Where’s that Sir Emerson? Gone already?” Bernard realized that something seemed wrong.
Disgruntled, Paul said, “I had to ask you! You didn’t give the wrong notice at the wrong time, did you?”
The chief secretary immediately said, “It can’t be, Lord Gleeman. I sent another reminder at 1:30.”
Paul was puzzled, “There couldn’t have been an accident, could there? Send someone to look for him again.”
“Yes, Lord Graiman.” Bernard turned around and was about to leave.
At that moment, a servant came in and reported, “Sir Emerson, Emden’s emissary, has come to pay a visit to Earl Gladman.”
Paul was all of a sudden angry and annoyed, “Well! It looks like I was simply just stood up by someone else.”
The chief secretary was a little surprised, “Oh! That’s too much.”
The messenger had been a bit overbearing yesterday, but he himself was only a secretary after all, so he didn’t think anything of it.
By now it seemed that this messenger could simply be said to be arrogant, actually making a dignified earl wait for himself for half an hour, he decided to stay in the parlor to see how things would develop.
The servant led Emerson in, Paul took a look at him, the appearance is not bad looking, just let a person feel that the eyes have a little bit of a shadowy flavor, I do not know whether it is born this way or pretend.
Emerson came to Paul, and made a regular nobleman’s salute.
Paul did not even want to stand up, let alone return the salute, he merely pointed his finger across the table to signal the messenger to take a seat.
Emerson saw Paul this way, the corner of his mouth slightly curved, sat down.
Then Paul opened his mouth and asked, “Your envoy has come all the way to Lake Town, I wonder what guidance he has?”
Emerson said nonchalantly, “Instruction is not to be taken seriously. I was ordered by Earl Kent to ask you about Alda’s unauthorized detention of Earl Garnard.”
“What? Seizure?” Paul burst into a sneer.
Emmerson nodded solemnly and said, “Yes, Viscount Angelo, Chief Steward of the Bairdings, has informed the surrounding lords of what has happened in a clear and unambiguous manner.”
Paul disdained, “Hmph! I also sent you guys circulars, haven’t you read them? Or did you guys just believe the word of those few traitors?”
The other party shook his head, “Lord Gleeman, please don’t turn black and white upside down.”
Paul turned to Bernard and commanded, “Send Myron over here.” He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Emerson and directly handed over the rightful owner to see what the other party said.
The parlor fell into silence, and Paul lazily ignored the messenger who stood him up and said that he had turned black and white upside down, picking up the book and continuing to flip through it.
And Emerson also did not speak again, began to close his eyes and rested his mind, looking not anxious.
In a moment Myron came into the parlor, having been told by Bernard what had happened, and said as soon as he came in:
“Mr. Emissary, what Angelo and the others say is all nonsense; these traitors murdered my father, their lord, and later tried to plot against me; fortunately I overheard their conversation, wrote secret letters to my blood-sworn brother, Paul Gleiman, and fled to Lakewood before they realized that the plot had been foiled, and then Paul sent out his troops and defeated the traitors. ”
“In short, please do not listen to the confusing words of the traitors.”
Emerson waited quietly for Myron to finish and said with a smile, “Earl Garnard, I know that you are now in danger and have to say something against your will, but please rest assured that Earl Kent will definitely seek justice for you.”
Paul and Myron were speechless after hearing what he said, what kind of operation is this.
Myron refuted, “I am perfectly fine now, completely free.”
Emerson shook his head and said, “If you weren’t under house arrest, and if Count Gleiman wasn’t presuming to annex Baildin, how can you explain that you still haven’t returned to Butua but are still staying in Lakeheart now, and how can you explain that the decrees in the territory of Baildin now are all issued from Lakeheart?”
Mellon explained, “Because the people under me are all traitors, I simply don’t have both loyal and capable assistants to help me govern Baildin right now, that’s why I had to turn to Lakeheart Town, and I only returned to Butua a few days ago to gather the merchants in the territory for a meeting, and I stayed there for several days, so you can go to Baildin and ask!”
Emerson turned a deaf ear and insisted, “Lord Ganade, I understand your plight. Believe me, the surrounding lords will never sit back and do nothing about something that defies heaven’s law like this.”
He turned his words and stared at Paul, “Even if the bannermen of Bairdine have treasonous intentions, it should be left to Lord Ferdinand, the Northwest Duke, to make an impartial decision, and Earl Gleiman’s unauthorized forceful takeover of Bairdine without requesting permission is too much of a disregard for the Lord Duke.”
Paul retorted, “Both the Garnard family and the Gleiman family are bannermen who have directly sworn allegiance to the Crown, and we can completely handle our own affairs with each other without having to ask Duke Ferdinand for permission.”
Emerson stood up in a huff and said with a sneer, “The late king once granted Lord Ferdinand the power of conquest, and the lords of this region of the Northwest Gulf have to be under his control, and for you to act on your own without consulting him is undoubtedly slapping Lord Ferdinand in the face.”
“You ……” Myron wanted to continue to refute Emerson.
However he was stopped by Paul.
Paul has already seen out, this Kent family sent messenger again bite his own seizure of Mellon, but also moved out of the Northwest Duke Ferdinand to pressure him, completely is a set of come to pick a fight posture, with him reasoning is useless.
He doesn’t seem to have offended the Kents, does he? Oh, except for catching a couple of spies.
But that time he was the reasonable party ah, at that time with the idea of resting on his laurels did not make a sound, also did not run to Emden to accuse the other party, did not expect the other party to get an inch instead.
Wait, spies? At that time those spies were seemingly came to steal the paper making technology ……
Thinking of this, he generally understood what the Kent family was doing by sending emissaries over.
Paul adjusted his mind and gave a smile to Emerson, reaching out his hand to make a gesture of please sit down.
On the one hand, he said softly, “Mr. Messenger, please sit down first, many things can be talked about slowly.”
“Many things!” He looked at the other party’s eyes and repeated.
Emerson looked at Paul’s smile and the expression on his face gradually eased.
He sat down, returned the smile and said, “Of course, Lord Graiman, many things can be talked about slowly.”
This young earl finally got on board.
I was busy today and didn’t have time to write the manuscript for tomorrow, so I probably won’t be able to change it tomorrow morning.
(End of chapter)