545. Rebellion 13

Chapter 545 Rebellion 13
The seat of the Lord of Arda could not remain vacant for long, that was what Hansel was thinking in his heart at that moment.

Shouldn’t he himself remind the people here that they shouldn’t just focus on their grief, they should determine the candidate for the new lord as soon as possible, the Greiman family has been coming to the Northwest Bay for more than a hundred years, and it seems that there are quite a few branches.

Slowly …… Hansel suddenly thought, if …… if a suitable heir cannot be found, this territory of Alda – as well as Emden, which is now attached to Alda, by definition was to be reclaimed by the crown, including all the assets on the land.

Thinking of this, Hansel Abbott’s heart beat wildly, if …… if …… he can persuade the people here to dedicate the territory to the royal family, that will be a huge amount of credit ah, now Alda is a pure can’t be pure again huge gold brick ah.

No! Hansel quickly poured a pot of cold water on himself.

If it was two years ago, perhaps he would not have hesitated to make this happen.

But now Hansel has other considerations, think about how insignificant he is in the eyes of the big shots in the royal capital, a little bit of position or rely on the connection with Paul Gleiman in exchange for, if this land and the assets on the land by the royal family to recover, he also lost as a link to the value of the big shots will be this huge credit on his head?

Hansel thought about it for a moment, and decided that it was still more likely that he would be kicked off.

So he immediately threw this childish idea out of his head and turned back to the search for a new lord.

It was just that, was it appropriate for him to propose it by himself?

He cast his gaze across the room at Bernard Francis, the secretary of the lord who was also from Jingyao with himself.

The lord’s secretary did not respond to him, but only stared blankly at the candlestick on the table.

“My lords!” A loud voice broke the silence in the hall.

Lieutenant Bourgain of the Operations and Training Division pushed the door and walked in, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.

“I know that Lord Gleeman’s passing is a sad event.” He said with a serious face, “But now is not the time to mourn.”

What was he trying to say? Everyone’s head was thinking that again.

“We must install a new lord as soon as possible.”

Bulgan’s words instantly caused the castle hall to explode.

Old Ford angrily, dolefully pointed his finger at the young officer, “Do you know what you are saying? Bulgan!”

“Outrageous! Outrageous!” Cecil kept shaking his head.

“Lord Gleeman’s corpse is still cold, and you’re thinking of pleasing your new master?”

“Anymore, we have to bring the traitor who assassinated Lord Grey to justice before we can discuss the new lord.”

The crowd spoke in unison to condemn this audacious officer.

There were even quite a few officers who did not normally come into contact with the army muttering in their hearts, who is this bold youngster, is there a place for him to speak here?

Hansel, on the other hand, secretly said a fluke in his heart, fortunately, he did not say the matter of supporting the new lord just now, or else he would be the one who is now being targeted by the public.

Some people started to challenge Burgundy: “Did you arrange the militia on the street? The entire Lake Town is under martial law, who gave you the authority?”

Seemingly anticipating the crowd’s reaction, Burgam’s face was not the slightest bit flustered.

He approached the conference table, then unfolded a roll of parchment to show everyone.

Then he said in a deep voice, “My lords, it is Lord Schroeder who appointed as the military head of my Lakeheart Town, the reason why martial law is in place is because we have been subjected to top-secret information that there are conspirators lurking in Lakeheart Town plotting to send a rebellion, which seems to echo the assassination of Lord Gleiman.” Those present hit their eyes and saw that the roll of paper was indeed stamped with the official seal of the staff. And since the Chief of Staff, Schroeder, was the person with the most prestige and power in the Arda army besides Paul, it made sense that he would be the one to give orders to the army at this time.

“Wait a minute! Where’s Schroeder? Why isn’t he coming over, and where are Kelly and Ron?”

Old Ford asked with some doubt, even if the four battalion commanders led the army to field training, the chief of staff and the two heads of the equipment and logistics department they themselves were in Lakewood ah, why should they pretend to be in the hands of an unheard of chief of the Operations and Training Division?
The old chief of the Council of State opened the head, everyone’s heart also sprang up their own questions.

“How did you know about the news of the lord’s assassination?”

“Yes, who told you?”

A flurry of questions emerged from all mouths.

Bulgan frowned, sure enough things weren’t going to go according to the most desirable course, luckily he was prepared for it.

He shouted outward, “Come in, Stefano.”

A heavily wounded looking man walked in, his head was tightly bandaged, only half of his face was exposed, many places were crusted with blood, and the bandages were still seeping out a large amount of blood, while his chest and his entire right arm were also bandaged, and he walked with a limp, and the whole person drove up weak to the core.

“Stefano?”

Old Ford and Philip recognized him; this was one of the guards of the lord’s house.

“So, Lord G …… Gleeman was indeed killed?”

Philip trembled and asked this guard.

Stefano lowered his head, as if he didn’t dare to look at them, and answered in a small voice, “Yes, Lord Philip.”

Bernard, who had been silent, suddenly asked, “How did you get back?”

“I …… was ordered by Lord Gleiman to break out and bring the news of the ambush back to Lakewood – he was already badly injured at the time and had difficulty moving. I’m ashamed to say that we were supposed to be the ones to escort Lord Gleeman out of the breakout ……”

“Break out?”

“Yes. The renegades surrounded us with the cover of the dense forest, and they seemed to know the terrain very well, and there were especially many of them.”

“Do you know who the traitors are?”

“I am sorry to say that there is no one I recognize.”

The crowd was about to continue their questions when Burgum interrupted.

“Let me answer Lord Ford’s query from earlier – why aren’t Chief of Staff Schroeder and the others here.”

He hesitated for a moment and frowned, “As a matter of fact, not long after Stefano brought the news back, we received an urgent report from the border – the armies of the surrounding territories are gathering.”

“The armies of the other lords?”

Bulgan’s words sent everyone present into a state of great shock once more.

How could it be at this juncture, wasn’t this a proper internal and external disaster? Everyone unanimously thought of a horrifying possibility, this time the internal and external troubles were closely linked, the people who attacked Paul …… did they have external forces behind them?
“In view of this ……,” Burgum continued, “the army that went out for field training can’t be contacted for the time being, so Lord Schroeder and the others have urgently moved to the border to deploy their defenses.”

(End of chapter)



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