544. Rebellion 12

Chapter 544 Rebellion 12
In the hall of the Lakeheart Town Lord’s mansion, the officials of the Council of State’s supervisory level and above all converged here, in addition to the Council of State’s people, there was also the old butler Phillip, just missing the three important figures in the army – the Chief of Staff Schroeder, the head of the Logistics Department Ron, and the head of the Equipment Department Kelley.

But everyone didn’t have time to think about why the three of them weren’t here right now – and it wasn’t often that the officers of the Council of State and the army actually got together for a meeting – the minds of everyone in the hall had been filled with an incredible piece of news:

The ruler of Arda and Emden, the Count of the Kingdom of Aldo – Paul Greiman – had been assassinated.

Just four years ago, the previous Count Gleiman had left them in the wake of a pirate attack, and on this day, the young count who had succeeded him had left them as well, ascending into the eternal paradise of the Lord of Light.

No one in the audience spoke, each one staring at the candles on the table in stunned silence.

They were all hurriedly awakened in the middle of the night, being informed that there was an important matter that required them to travel to the lord’s mansion for a meeting, and many of them were still wondering, hadn’t the lord gone out of town to hunt? Many of them were still wondering if the lord had gone out to hunt, but how could they have expected that after forcing their way through sleep and arriving at the lord’s mansion in a daze, they would be greeted by a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

But the hall wasn’t absolutely quiet, there was also the sound of a person’s sobbing floating around here.

It was Philip who was wiping tears from his eyes; the old butler was at that moment suffering from great grief. Paul Greiman was the one he had watched grow up, and in a sense Philip had come to regard him as his own child, and not merely as the master of the service.

In addition to the grief, there was another emotion tearing at the old butler’s heart – the great guilt he felt for Paul’s father and grandfather, and even for the Gladman family.

From Paul’s grandfather onwards, the direct line of the Graiman family had been poorly populated; Paul’s father and grandfather were both only children, with no sisters, and when it came to Paul’s father, good fortune seemed to have come to him – he and his own wife had two boys in quick succession, but when Paul was just over two years old, fate suddenly withdrew its gift to the family, with interest – a gift that had been given to the family, and with interest. But when Paul was just over two years old, fate suddenly withdrew its gift to the family, with interest – Paul’s brother and the brothers’ mother were both taken from the world by a contagious disease. The elder Greiman never married again out of love and longing for his wife, nor did he have any illegitimate children, and after the family’s continued misfortune – the elder Greiman’s death in an ambush by the pirate Sharks – the direct line of the Greiman family was left with only Paul as the only child.

But now, is it a curse that the only remaining sapling has been snapped by the gales of fate?

Incomparable guilt weighs heavily on the old butler Philip’s heart, he believes that this is his own responsibility, is his own failure to fulfill the duties of a guardian. As the steward of the Greiman family, he should have kept all dangers out of Paul’s reach, why didn’t he dissuade him from going hunting at that time.

Thinking of this, the old butler’s heart grew sadder and sadder.

Suddenly Philip heart feel, a look up is sitting next to the old Ford’s eyes, at this time the Council of Ministers in charge of the eyes of a cloudy, red eyes and face trembling beard also shows its heart great grief. Like Philip, old Ford also watched Paul grow up, as the old ministers left behind by the old Greiman, also believe that he has some responsibility for Paul.

Once they looked at each other, the two old men who felt the same feelings for each other and themselves actually lost their voices and cried, tears streaming down their faces.

Seeing that the two oldest and highest status people in this hall had already fallen into a state that could not be stopped, the rest of the people were even more anxious and panicked.

Especially Cecil, as the head of intelligence under the lord, he unexpectedly knew nothing about the plot to assassinate the lord, no matter what the reason was, it was a huge dereliction of duty on his part, and the current Cecil’s heart was dead in the water.

It seemed that of all the people present, it was the head of the Ministry of Agriculture, Hansel Abbott’s, who remained calm, but although his mind was calm, the emotions in his heart were complex.

It must be said that Hansel thought helplessly in his heart that Paul’s departure was a great pity, this count was the most enlightened and progressive person among the local lords he had ever seen, perhaps including the ability, of course, this ability is not the kind of traditional meaning of the aristocrat’s ability to dominate the territory – on the contrary, this young count in this regard was still slightly Paul’s ability in Hansel’s eyes was his obsession with technology, and many things that other nobles saw as mere pastimes were played out in Paul’s hands, such as alchemy, machinery, and mathematics, all of which Paul had invested heavily and long term in, and all of which brought his domains rich returns, such as powerful firearms, pesticides that could control pests, productivity that was amazing, workshops, and bountiful lands. Powerful firearms, pesticides to control pests, productive workshops, rich and extensive farms, statisticians and mappers who could give detailed data about the territory, and a lot of other things that Hansel didn’t know much about.

And then there was his long term vision, such as his strong support for sea trade and the Customs Union he had brokered, which had undoubtedly brought great wealth to the Northwest Gulf, needless to say. Even better was the Customs Union, this thing was a huge loss in the eyes of many in the early stages – after all, so much less money was collected, but after the tariffs were abolished within the alliance, the circulation of goods became more convenient, unfettered commerce became more and more developed, and the price of goods became lower, and the people’s lives in the territories became better with the eyes of the naked eye, and the losses on the tariffs were reduced after a few years, and the loss on the tariffs was reduced after a few years. The loss in tariffs was compensated exponentially in a few years in the booming market.

As for Hansel himself, Paul in a sense has the favor of knowing him, before meeting Paul, Hansel is just a small tax officer and a royal commissioner with an empty title in the kingdom of Aldo, and it is Paul Gleiman who let him have a stage to show his ability of political affairs. The earl’s support to the royal family also made Hansel have a slight presence in the eyes of the bigwigs in the royal capital, so Sir Hansel Abbott was still quite grateful to the earl.

After mourning internally for a while, the cool-headed Hansel immediately thought of a question – after losing Paul, what would be the future of Arda, what would be the future of the Council of State, and more specifically, what would be his own future?
Would the Council of State continue to operate according to the policies set by Count Greiman during his lifetime? Will Alda continue to have a good relationship with the Crown? Would the new lord continue to appoint his own group of outsiders from Jingyao?

Right! The new lords!
It immediately occurred to Hansel that the above question would depend entirely on the attitude of the new lords.

(End of chapter)