"Sir, are you really willing?"

Baron Mar Rojas lit a cigarette and sat back on the single sofa to swallow the smoke, the crackling firewood in the fireplace exuding an extraordinary temperature, bringing warmth to the few nobles sitting in the 'cramped' room.

Even at night, the room doesn't look dark, and the ornate magic chandelier hanging overhead illuminates the room and the faces of everyone present.

Baron Rojas inhaled a puff of smoke into his lungs and slowly exhaled it, "You're going to let that ...... Ladies and gentlemen, we are nobles, we are naturally noble, we are born much more noble than those mudbloods, why should we be controlled by that woman? That lizard is okay, although it is an illegitimate child, but after all, it is also the eldest son of the old duke, but what about that woman? is just a lowly breed that escaped from an unknown corner, and dared to destroy the order we have worked so hard to build......

Baron Rojas half-opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the nobles sitting on the sofa, "Everyone, are you really willing? Not only Wende City, but even our territory has been violated by that group of mud-legged people, they are encroaching on us step by step - what 'reuse intellectuals', but a group of mud-legged, ancestors have not even produced a nobleman, they are all a group of waste-are you really willing to have the power in your hands snatched away by those guys?"

"Sir Rojas. ”

A nobleman raised his left hand, resting on the armrest, put the cigarette holder in his mouth, and took a hard puff, "What are you trying to say? You have the ability to break free from that...... Is it a woman's control? If not, why are you saying this? If you have something to say, please say it directly, here-"

The nobleman looked left and right and smiled meaningfully, "There are no outsiders. ”

Mar Rojas saw 'impatient' and 'imminent' in the eyes of these nobles, and he bit the cigarette holder, closed his eyes and leaned back, not knowing what he was thinking.

“...... We're not very powerful!"

The room was silent for a long time, everyone was silent, and through the thickening smoke, it could be seen that one of the nobles had become agitated, and although he had closed his eyes, the unnaturally shaking calves had already revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

The aristocrat's impatience made the others feel a little irritable in their hearts, and at this moment, Baron Rojas spoke: "Our strength is not strong, this is undeniable! Maybe compared to the armies of other lords, our 'mongrels' are not bad, but compared to the group of 'reckless men'...... Oh, if there is a real fight, let's not think about winning, when to surrender, how to surrender, or how not to be captured by our 'mongrels' and given to that woman, but to surrender to that woman in person is what we should think!"

Even if Mar Rojas has a 'way to break the game', at this time, there is still a shadow in his eyes that cannot be dissipated.

He had tried his best to maintain his 'demeanor' and 'grace', trying to make himself look less hideous, but he couldn't help but grit his teeth when he talked about the 'disloyal dogs'.

Receiving his own salary, but not to himself, but to that...... That woman!

After hearing Baron Rojas's words, the nobleman who had shown an anxious expression before picked up the ashtray placed on the table and extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

But in the midst of the smoke, he smelled the smoke of the cigarette, and there was nothing at hand to relieve the irritability in his heart, so he could not help but take out the wooden cigarette case from his bosom, light one of them, and wait until the smoke poured into his lungs, and his face was soothed.

Not just Baron Rojas, but everyone here, who isn't?

The 'dogs' are disobedient and eat their own food, but they always look out the door, as if the woman is the owner of 'them'!

Because the bloodline in the body is not pure, is it so disobedient?

Baron Rojas threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, took out a new hand-rolled cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it, before lighting it again.

While smoking this cigarette, Baron Rojas couldn't help but wonder, what do they look like now?

A bunch of defeated dogs hiding in the corner licking each other's wounds?Oh, that's so graphic......

Baron Rojas clenched his teeth, his face hideous, "We can't face that woman head-on, except for the people here, there is no one in the Sorrowful Wind Territory who can be trusted-"

He looked around, but found that everyone was silent, Baron Rojas knew very well that if he didn't say his 'confidence', these cunning old foxes would definitely not show their attitude!

"But outside of the Grim Wind Collar, there are people who can help us!"

Baron Rojas finally said this, and then, as if a floodgate had been opened, his heart was completely relaxed.

His face gradually soothed, and Baron Rojas leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and sat peacefully in the smoke, and at this moment, the other nobles seemed to be unable to see his face clearly.

"You mean...... 'Beyond the Storm Realm'?" asked a nobleman, holding a cigarette holder, vaguely tentatively.

"Yes. Baron Rojas smiled and nodded, "Outside the Tempest Realm, there are people who can help us - after all, we are 'nobles'!"

Just hearing the sacred word 'noble', the other nobles looked at each other and tacitly showed a smile.

But contrary to the performance, not only did they not relax, but their already nervous enough mood became even more tense!

In their opinion, except for some 'fools' whose brains have been burned by faith, no one will help others for free, even if they are 'nobles', but it is help from 'outside the Sad Wind Territory'...... Who knows what price they will pay?

"You can rest assured......"

It was at this moment that Baron Rojas spoke: "It is not us who will pay the price, but the woman and her 'comrades'! ”

Several nobles looked through the smoke and saw the strange expression on Baron Rojas's face, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of tightness.

'Will they still be able to leave?'

For a moment, the idea of 'quitting' suddenly appeared in the hearts of the nobles, but in the next moment, this thought was pinched to death by them.

They were no longer able to quit after they learned the news...... By the time they received an invitation from Mar Rojas and chose to come, they had no way back!

There was no way back for them - unlike those who knew but pretended not to know anything, and those who knelt at the woman's feet and begged for food!

They were 'nobles', they were 'noble people', and they didn't want to lose the power in their hands, and they didn't want to be the woman's 'dogs', so they gathered here at this time......

"Guys, are you willing?"

Baron Rojas stood up from the couch and tapped his finger at everyone present, "Our realm is spiraling out of control, and our people are changing their minds – they are losing their noble and revered lords, blinded by the false future that the woman portrayed. If there are no lords, who will rule them, if there are no nobles, who will lead them, and if there are no us, who will protect them?"

Mar Rojas smiled and sang in an operatic tone: "They are all too stupid, that woman is too stupid, where is their future without us? The untouchables cannot lead the untouchables, because they will fight for power and waste their strength, and the untouchables should kneel down when they see the nobles, because we have protected them, come, everyone, the ball of the nobles and the nobles, the gods and the gods has begun, please take the invitation in your hand, let us be the brightest stars of the ball!"

"Everyone—"

Baron Rojas took a deep breath and looked intoxicated, "Long live the noble daughter!"

“...... Noble daughter," the other nobles gritted their teeth, "Hooray!"