Star Iron: Capture the Black Tower, or be conquered by her!

Belloberg, borough.

The sky is blue and spotless, and the gentle air surrounds everyone's body.

It seems that as long as you live in this city, you will forget the fact that the cold wave still exists.

This is the miracle of Amber King, but...

The gentle wind always moves upward, and will never abandon your body and sink.

Clipper Castle, in the Audience Hall.

Bronya, the 19th Great Guardian, sat behind her desk, with Secretary Pella standing by her side.

On the other side of the desk, a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious blue robe stood. The luxurious temperament exuding from his body showed that this man was a noble.

However, his left arm was covered with silver arm armor, giving him a hint of solemnity in his grace.

This person is Beloberg's military minister, Roznev Landau.

"The above is the post-war economic reconstruction work and noble resettlement measures formulated by the Great Guardian, Minister of Military and Political Affairs." After finishing the explanation for nearly an hour, Pella remained calm and spoke clearly.

Roznev was silent, with a solemn look on his face that was slightly fattened by the long absence from the battlefield, and he lowered his head slightly and fell into deep thought.

Bronya looked at Loznev with a smile and did not urge him.

However, the more silent the military minister became, the more uneasy Bronya felt.

"Your Highness Bronya, regarding the economic reconstruction, I think it is perfect. The current situation in Belloberg does require a step-by-step process."

After a long silence, Loznev spoke.

"Being recognized by Minister Loznev proves that I have made progress during this period." Bronya raised the corners of her mouth and said gently.

Loznev nodded and changed his voice: "But... regarding the nobility, although Clerk Pelagya spent a full hour explaining this part, what Her Highness Bronya meant, Should you want to ban the title of noble?"

"It's not a ban." Bronya shook her head, "Gallule, Winswall, Buzeroth, and you, Landau."

"The honors of the four major families are all earned with blood. More than 600 years after the city was built, Belloberg is still standing here. You are indispensable."

"So, in order to reward the four major families for their hard work and merit, I plan to relieve you of your burdens so that you can cultivate your body and mind in this coming day of peace, and still retain your honor and reputation."

"Just leave the rest to Clipperburg."

Roznev frowned slightly, and after a long time, he sighed without any trace.

"Your Highness Bronya, I understand your good intentions. As long as it is for Beloberg, the Landau family will always support your actions."

"But, this time I have to say that you were a little too hasty."

The smile on Bronya's face froze slightly.

"Changes always come with storms. The Landau family has been serving in the army for generations. For the safety of Belloberg, we are willing to shed the last drop of blood."

"However, what we hope is that our blood will be valuable. Your Highness Bronya, I am very worried about this."

"I'm afraid that in the end, we, Landau, will be the only ones willing to lay down our lives for you and Beloberg."

Bronya's face was expressionless, and she met Roznev's gaze.

Roznev said with a sincere look: "So, Your Highness Bronya, this matter must be dealt with slowly and not in a hurry."

"Of course I can wait." Bronya said, "But Beloberg can't wait, the people can't wait, and the hungry people in the Lower City can't wait!"

"Roznev, how much money do you have in the Landau family's treasury now?"

Roznev's expression suddenly changed: "Your Highness Bronya, I..."

"Call me the Great Guardian!" Bronya slammed the table, her amber pupils seemed to be swept by a strong wind, heading towards Roznev!

Roznev's green eyes widened, and after a moment he said in a slightly stiff tone: "Great Guardian, it has been less than a year since you took the throne."

"Yes, in less than a year, I have already discovered that Beloberg has so many loopholes during non-war periods." Bronya said in a cold voice, "I don't want to wait any longer."

……

Until Roznev left the audience hall, Bronya felt in a daze.

She didn't expect that even the Landau family would question her move.

Was it because she acted too hastily, or because...

The Landau family, after all, is a noble family.

"Your Highness the Great Guardian..." Pella's face looked a little nervous.

"Compared to my mother, I am still far behind in terms of power control and means." Bronya said, shaking her head, and her distracted eyes became firm again.

"But no matter what, I must carry out this policy. Before doing so, I must be prepared."

Outside Fort Clipper.

Roznev Landau was walking alone, his face a little solemn.

In fact, when Bronya proposed banning the nobility, he had thought of it for a moment.

Except for him, the other three families will definitely not give up their rights easily, and if he sides with Bronya, he will help her completely consolidate the power in her hands.

The Landau family will become the most prestigious family in the entire Belloberg.

However, the risks involved made him hesitate, and he gave a seemingly compromised answer.

Figure it out slowly.

Unfortunately, this answer did not satisfy the great guardian.

Roznev sighed heavily and shook his head slightly.

He understood that he was a mediocre person. He did not have the foresight and military talent of his father, Cosso Landau, nor the courage and firm will of his son, Geppard Landau.

His father Cosso once said of him that in his mediocre life, the only contribution he made to the Landau family was giving birth to such an outstanding son as Jeppard.

Going down the steps, just as Roznev was sighing, a familiar figure walked towards him.

"Lord Roznev, nice to meet you."

A man with gray hair wearing a black robe stepped forward, smiled and saluted.

Roznev looked up and was slightly startled.

This is... the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Medmel Galul.

Could it be that the Great Guardian also summoned him to discuss the matter of banning the nobles?

No, it was impossible. Even if Bronya was dizzy, she would not just call all the nobles over and announce them one by one.

"Lord Medmer rarely comes to Clipper Castle." Roznev stood on the steps and said with a smile.

"Indeed, now that the war situation is improving, Beloberg finally got a chance to take a breather, but our Ministry of Finance is very busy." Medmer put his hands in his sleeves and smiled optimistically, "Oh, Great Guardian You sent me here to inquire about some matters related to taxation. What is Mr. Roznev here for? Could it be that the war situation has changed?"

"No, His Highness the Great Guardian just asked me to make a statistical report on the casualties in the wars so far." Roznev lied casually.

"Haha, why bother you with such a trivial matter?" Medmer waved his hand. Although he didn't say much, he obviously didn't believe Roznev's words.

Seeing this, Roznev pondered for a moment, then changed the subject and said: "By the way, Mr. Medmer, I heard that you have been looking for famous doctors for your young son since a month ago. Why, those medical doctors in the administrative district general hospital People with the title of professor are of no use yet.”

When mentioning this matter, Medmer's face suddenly turned ugly, and he sighed after hesitating.

"I don't know what kind of strange disease it is. He has been tortured all day long since he was born. When I look at his appearance, it's really..."

Rubbing his chest, Medmer looked distressed, "I really can't stand it anymore. If I can't cure him anymore, maybe I have to consider easing his pain."

Roznev thought for a moment and said, "Well, maybe it's not time to give up yet."

"Mr. Medmeier, Mrs. Vanessa, her husband was a leading figure in Belloberg's medical field during his lifetime. Although he has passed away, maybe Mrs. Vanessa can recommend an excellent doctor for you?"

Medmel frowned and sighed: "You are right, if there is still hope, I don't want to give up."

"I wish the young master a speedy recovery."

After bowing, Roznev left first.

Medmer looked at Roznev's back, thought for a moment, and then said to the assistant beside him: "Today's schedule has changed. After meeting the Great Guardian, I will go to visit Mrs. Vanessa."

……

Lower town, early morning.

Natasha sat at the table, holding the surgical information that Lu Huai had given her before, and studying it carefully.

In recent days, Xiacheng District has been too uneasy. Oleg and Hook's adoptive father died unexpectedly one after another. Thick clouds of conspiracy enveloped the false sky in Xiacheng District.

She was so busy that she didn't even have time to sleep. She took a nap and then quickly got up to study the content of the materials.

"What a treasure." Natasha took a long breath and rubbed her tired eyes, the whites of which were covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Miss Natasha, here is your letter."

The Earthfire members knocked on the door and came in.

"give it to me."

After taking the envelope, Natasha was still wondering who would write to her, so she opened the envelope and glanced at it.

"Dear Natasha..."

Familiar words came into her eyes, and Natasha's pupils shrank slightly.

The person who wrote the letter is...

Adoptive mother, Vanessa?