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Chapter 506: Lord Leibun: The two capitals and thirteen provinces are all on my shoulders

As soon as Lord Leibun returned to the mansion from the palace, he immediately went to Lin's small room with perfect magic defense and sat down on the only chair behind the heavy desk.

That was the way a tired person sat, not caring about anything.

Then he covered his face with his hands. Anyone who saw him would think that this was not the appearance of a great noble with the most power in the kingdom, but just an ordinary middle-aged man who was exhausted.

He casually lifted up his scattered golden hair and leaned back on the chair with a distorted expression.

Maybe he was a little relaxed, and the pressure accumulated in the court meeting turned into anger, and the anger value suddenly broke through the threshold and turned into a roar and smashed into the air.

"What idiots!"

No one understood the current situation.

No, if they clearly understood it and allowed the situation of today's meeting, they were really shrewd.

Now the kingdom is in trouble.

The empire's repeated demonstrations gradually caused various potential crises such as food problems. The reason why there are no obvious flaws at present is that he has implemented the production policy of Her Royal Highness the Princess, coupled with the assistance of his own territory.

It can be said that the two capitals and thirteen provinces... No, the entire kingdom is on his shoulders.

The empire is strong and has professional warriors, but the kingdom does not. Therefore, if you want to fight against aggression, you can only recruit civilians to form an army, but in this way, villages everywhere will face the dilemma of lack of labor.

It is precisely because the empire knows this system of the kingdom very well that it will choose to issue a declaration of war during the harvest season.

What will happen if there are no men to farm during the busy farming season? Even the stupid nobles who don't farm know it.

Some people will definitely think that it is better not to recruit civilians. But facing professional warriors, whether in terms of training or armament, it is easy to be defeated if you don't recruit several times more soldiers.

In fact, there have been cases where most civilians were not recruited, and that time brought an extremely painful lesson to the kingdom. The loss is greater than before!

Obviously in such a situation——

"The scum is a traitor! The idiot is engaged in power struggle! The fool is afraid that the world will not be in chaos!"

Marquis Polumla, one of the six nobles, betrayed the kingdom and sold intelligence to the empire. The nobles were divided into two factions to play power struggles, and the two princes were eyeing each other to fight for the throne.

It was a real internal and external trouble.

"King, what a fool! I know you are not stupid, nor driven by desire, but you are too inconsiderate! Don't you know that abdicating early will only make the dispute more intense? Just let the second prince take the throne."

"Don't have such an idea, brother. Her Royal Highness will be angry."

The voice of another person appeared in the room with only one person.

Marquis Leibun did not panic, because he knew that besides himself, there was only one person who could come and go here at will. No, to be precise, this is the other party's territory.

Looking at the priest sitting at the table, he sighed, "Lin, you should persuade Her Highness Lana more!"

"In what capacity? As a minister, a fiancé, or a priest?"

"Any capacity is fine, as long as the current situation can be resolved as soon as possible."

"Brother, you are too impatient."

After Lin came to the table, his fingertips touched his forehead with a blue light, and a cool breath went from top to bottom, making his mind clear.

"You are becoming more and more proficient in magic."

"It's just a small trick that is not worthy of being on the table."

Marquis Leibun's anger disappeared, and his IQ regained the upper hand.

Looking at the priest in front of him, he recalled that it was the Golden Princess Lana who proposed to invite the king to fight during the demon riot a month ago - the person he truly supported.

Thanks to this, the pro-king faction increased its strength in one breath, and also won the support of many civilians.

If the second prince of Zanak was recommended to be king at that time, there should be a way to pass it, but because he wanted Princess Lana to become king in the end, he forbeared.

To be honest, he regretted it a little.

If Zanak became the king, the supporters of the eldest prince would turn around and try to please the second prince, and the power of the whole country would be unified at once, and at the same time, the empire might be afraid of him.

It was too late to say anything now.

"What is your highness thinking?"

"It's a brave move."

"What a joke! Just give up the territory to others so easily?!"

Lei Buen rarely got angry at Lin.

For an outstanding politician who is keen on balancing domestic forces, maintaining the basic foundation of the kingdom is his primary job. If he gives up the territory easily, there is no guarantee that the other party will want more.

"Brother, your shortcoming is that you are too entangled in the immediate interests."

"Hey, who are you talking to?"

"Hehe, I admit that my brother has a long-term vision in politics, so he can be smooth and self-satisfied among the three parties, but it is limited to the kingdom. In fact, the empire cannot do that either."

"Huh? You mean..."

Seeing his younger brother nod, Marquis Lei Buen's face suddenly changed.

This is the worst plan!

If you think about it carefully, the Empire is the most powerful country in the surrounding area. It even has sixth-class magic casters who are beyond ordinary people, well-educated troops, powerful knights, and adventurers who are above the adamantium level. It is precisely because they are opponents that Lord Rebun understands how powerful the Empire is.

However, such a powerful person actually challenged the Kingdom for a magic caster.

Ainz Ooal Gown

Marquis Rebuen remembered this name very clearly. The other party had saved Gazef, his brother had gone to look for him, and he could get the Empire to take action.

Especially at the court meeting, Gazef actually said such a treasonous statement in front of all the nobles.

Unless...

The opponent is really terrible!

"I underestimated that magic chanter after all."

Originally, he estimated that this war would cause more than 10,000 deaths, but now it might be multiplied by more than five times! No, if it is a magic chanter who is proficient in necromancy magic, the casualties will be even greater!

"So your Highness the Princess means to give it to the other party?"

"That's right."

"Huh——"

Marquis Rebuen sighed helplessly.

He thought he was a shrewd politician who could balance the kingdom's power and maintain the basic situation, which ordinary people could not do, but in terms of intelligence, Lana was at least three levels higher than him.

Since the other party said so, he would just give up. After all, he was just the other party's minister, why think so much.

The three families of Marquis Leibun took all the money. The eldest prince promised to give more territory and rewards, and the second prince promised to make him the prime minister of the kingdom. Only the third princess spent all her money. There was no way, she gave too much.

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Didn't the eldest prince go to compete for merit? I think he probably won't come back."

"How could it be... No, it's very likely."

If it was only the empire, it might be possible to release the eldest prince for sustainable development, but if the magic chanter was there, he might kill him to establish his authority. Anyway, with the empire as a backer, the kingdom can't retaliate.

"Does the king know about this?"

"I don't think he knows. After all, if he knew that his son was going to die this time, how could he agree to it."

"... Indeed."

The king is not stupid, but he is soft-hearted and doesn't want to see his eldest son frustrated, so he let it go and even let him marry the border earl who is in charge of the army. But the result is that the kingdom is more turbulent and the two factions are more divided.

"Can't save him?"

"Probably."

Both Lin and Lagis' resurrection magic have limitations, and the other party will never revive him in order to establish their authority. Maybe they will turn him into a zombie or something like that.

"What does Your Highness mean?"

"I hope you can contact the people in the power of the eldest prince, whether they are the nobles or the pro-king faction, just pass on this information to them directly, and there is no need to persuade them. Of course, there must be many people who refuse on the spot to show their loyalty, but it doesn't matter, they will change their minds soon."

Lin's smile looked extremely dark in the darkness.

Just think about it.

When the death of the eldest prince became a foregone conclusion, how could the second prince not settle the past one by one, and the only one they could rely on to survive was Your Highness, and maybe at that time they would think that Your Highness would be more loyal to you by letting bygones be bygones.

"In this way, Your Highness can be considered to have officially participated in the election."

"Yes."

In fact, when the demons were rioting, after Princess Lana made the idea, the king had already included her in the list of candidates. It was just that she started too late, and it was hard for her to survive between the two princes, which might be a disadvantage, so she didn't make it public.

But when she took over the power of the eldest prince, she might really become the first queen of the kingdom.

After this, the internal troubles were solved.

But what about the external troubles?

"Lin, I hope you can think clearly. E-Rantel is an important stronghold of the kingdom. If we really give it up, it will be a thorn in the throat for the kingdom."

"This is also a last resort."

"Is that magic chanter really that strong?"

Marquis Leibun stared at the priest.

Lin shrugged and said, "I don't know how strong he is, after all, I haven't met him. But according to Gazef, the opponent's strength is stronger than the demons who invaded a month ago."

"Is it true?"

"Plus, we have no means to resist now, so we have to obey, and maybe this is the protection of the empire for us."

"Protection? Haha, it's really ironic."

He is not a fool, how could he not understand.

Think about it carefully, the magic chanter named Ainz Ooal Gown is so strong, why didn't the Empire want more but only wanted E-Rantel? It is very likely that the Empire does not want more, and even E-Rantel has to be taken.

Maybe the magic chanter is not in the same group with the Empire, and this is sending them some kind of signal.

"Ainz Ooal Gown? To be honest, I am very interested in him and have even sent him a visiting card. However, there has been no reply until now, maybe because I think I am not qualified."

In the eyes of the people of the kingdom, Lin is the second son of the Marquis of Rebuen, the fiancé of the Golden Princess, and the leader of the Axis Church. He is a person of national honor. But from the perspective of social interaction between countries, he is a little unqualified. If he were the queen's husband, maybe it would work.

"It's possible that he thought you were a peace envoy and refused to negotiate?"

"Hehe, maybe that's the case."

According to Lin's information, the Blood Emperor had personally visited Ainz Ooal Gown and then acted out of character. He also wanted to see what kind of magic that person had.

Unfortunately, it seems that there is no chance now.

"Brother, please fight for the right to command the army at the next palace meeting. No, you will do it even if I don't say it."

"Yes, this is also a matter of necessity."

If the army were commanded by the eldest prince, he would probably only be able to give scrawled orders such as attack and retreat. However, if the king personally commanded the army, it would not allow the noble faction to cause trouble and then withdraw the troops. Therefore, the best candidate could only be one of the largest nobles in the kingdom. The servants of the three surnames of Yi will do it.

Taking sides means not taking sides.

Moreover, Marquis Rebuen's commanding ability is also good, and he is also very sensitive to the battlefield situation. Proper command may reduce casualties.

Yes, they didn't think they were going to win from the beginning.

It was already unable to match the Empire's military strength, but now that mysterious magic casters are added to the mix, it will turn into such a battlefield.

"What should we do then..."

Marquis Rebuen was thinking about his thoughts and strategies, and sighed deeply after thinking deeply about the road.

No one is willing to fight a losing battle.

In addition to being burdened with infamy, you also have to bear the burden of being the wronged souls of the dead, which would be impossible without pressure.

He also wanted to destroy everything with his own hands.

This situation is like building a castle made of sand, but there are children making trouble next to you. In this case, it is understandable that there will be destructive impulses.

The kingdom is already fragile and in disarray.

If you want to use this loose sand to build a wall to resist the huge tsunami that is coming, how much sand will be left after the waves recede?

That’s not how the big waves wash off the sand!

Even so, there is certainly a reason why he persists.

Bang bang bang——

The sound came from a very low position, and Lord Rebuen showed an expression that was unlike him for a moment. It's as if the original expression melted away, and the corners of his eyes drooped and his mouth relaxed unsatisfactorily.

"Oh, no, no, no, I can't make such an expression. Lin, the same goes for you."

He even gave instructions to his younger brother beside him.

He patted his cheeks, fixed his messy hair, and then lowered his voice to sound gentle and kind, so as not to make the other person think he was angry.

"Come in."

Opening the heavy door, an innocent and cute young boy appeared there. After seeing Lord Rebuen, he ran over and hugged his knees.

"It's rude to run around the room."

The person who gently scolded him was the wife of Marquis Lei Buen and Lin's sister-in-law. He has handsome features, but has a vaguely gloomy temperament. After seeing Lin, he was slightly startled.

"Ah, Lin is back. How is your health?"

"Thank you for your concern, sister-in-law. It's nothing serious anymore."

"Yeah, that's good."

A simple greeting, but with the warmth of family. At the same time, his legs were hugged, and when he lowered his head and saw his nephew's innocent and cute smile, Lin also laughed.

"Did you study well today?"

"Yes! I can fully recite the teachings of the Axis Cult! I am already a qualified Axis Cult!"

"...No, I don't want you to become an Axis cultist."

Lin said helplessly.

When the little boy heard that Lin didn't want him to become an Axis cultist, he cried aggrievedly on the spot. He didn't know whether it was because he really liked the Axis cult or because his efforts were all in vain.

Finally, after Lin's repeated reassurances, he finally laughed, and the Rayburns also laughed.