"Now is our best time to get our hands ......"

Mar Rojas smoked a cigarette, and the nobles who were in the room with him frowned.

"It's been less than a year, hasn't it?" Baron Rojas looked at his companions, just as they had done when they had formally formed an alliance the previous winter, and they had gathered together again on the occasion of the dinner, and now there were a few more companions on the same side than they had been at the beginning.

There was a little confusion in his eyes, looking back on the changes in the Sorrowful Wind Leader this year, although not as big as the change in the year when the head maid first came to the Sad Wind Leader, but after she gained a foothold, the privileges they had as nobles became less and less.

They were still able to live a prosperous life, and although only a small part of the tax revenue in the territory went into their wallets, it was much more than before.

But they can't be satisfied with that!

In the past, they didn't need to work at all, they only needed a little perfunctory, and the people below would do things on their own, as long as they maintained the policies handed down by their ancestors, and the taxes were a little less, they could make those clay legs obedient.

At that time, they were indeed able to be proud of their bloodline, because of their origins, so they could be different, watching those mud-legged people work hard and can barely fill their stomachs, and they only need to sit there, or even lie there, just have fun to enjoy the glory and wealth, they will always have a heartfelt joy, there will always be a sense of superiority in their hearts.

The harder those mud legs work, the more they can bring out the superiority of their bloodline, and they can hold great power with their own bloodline alone!

But those days are gone......

Now they can still hold great power, but if they don't work hard, but live the same life as before, then it will not be long before they will find that their power is diluted, and even without them as 'nobles', the territory can function normally, and they can make more money than before.

They are no longer indispensable, and the power in their hands is slowly leaving them, if they don't do something, they will no longer be able to control the life and death of the territory as before, they will not be able to make their own laws and taxes for the territory, everyone will obey the orders of the chief maid, and they will no longer be able to climb out of that 'abyss'.

There are not many nobles who can realize this in time, and the seven people in this room are all of them.

The rest of them either had already accepted their fate, or they had not been able to react before the officials sent by the head maid took complete control of the territory, and by the time they did, the matter had already happened, and not many people would listen to them anymore.

The 'head maid' and the damned government officials had become a big problem for the seven nobles in the room, and it was okay to put some of their own men in the government, but they had to be able enough, otherwise they wouldn't be able to choose at all.

When the relationship is pulled, the officials will say, 'That's what the rules and regulations say', and if they threaten them personally, they will pull out the knights who have been on the side of the chief maid to talk about things, not to mention the placement of people, and when they are blocked, even their stomachs are full.

In the first year, the head maid silently developed the economy of Wende City, and when they noticed, the money earned by a city in Wende City had almost exceeded the total economic volume of all the towns in the Sorrowful Wind Territory combined, and a city could top a dukedom, what kind of concept was this?

In the second half of the first year, the head maid had slipped something out of her hand and laughed at her when they talked about her, but now they realized that everything had begun to change from that day on.

The next year, the town hall was formed, and they had been ridiculed by them for only money, or only knowledge, and nothing else became the main body of the town hall, and they were still laughing at the head maid at that time, because those people did not have noble blood and origin, how could they become rulers......

But now it seems that they are the ones who are really stupid!

Autumn is about to pass, winter is coming, and the head maid and the black dragon who has no sense of existence have come to the Sorrowful Wind Territory...... The Principality of Sorrow has been in the past two years, and a lot of things have happened in the past two years, which has made a lot of changes in this territory.

Things they didn't dare to imagine before, things they couldn't imagine before, all happened in this territory.

For the commoners, the changes in the first year were most noticeable, but for the nobles, the changes in the second year were a nightmare, and they could not wake up yet.

"yes, it's been less than a year......"

Sitting in this smoky room, smoky and burning, a nobleman's eyes were already red, but he just rubbed his eyes and didn't show any more emotion.

Compared to their experiences in the past year, these are nothing now, maybe they used to be fine clothes and food, and they didn't suffer much, but in the past year, they have grown a lot, perhaps, they still have to 'thank' the head maid?

"Let's put it this way, don't you think that the development speed of the Sad Wind Leader has been getting faster and faster recently?"

Baron Roxas held the cigarette roll between his calloused fingers, and after getting used to holding a pen, he even held a cigarette in a similar posture.

He took a deep breath, and the cigarette he had just lit was half as short as he had just lit it.

The other nobles were silent, and the experience of this year also made them understand what it means to 'wait'.

"It's the territory that is growing faster, not that Wende City is growing faster, our territory is out of our control, and even we are faintly under her control. Now it's not us pushing the territory forward, it's the territory that is holding us back, so we have to move forward!"

When Baron Rojas revealed this 'open secret', several nobles who were already a little irritable frowned even more.

"If we don't do it again......"

Baron Rojas paused, then pointed out the fact that everyone knew, but did not want to say: "There will be no chance—now is not so much the best time as we have to do it." If we don't do it now, we won't have a chance again. ”

"While the nobles of the Ogordon Empire are still willing to support us, now is our last chance, you-"

Baron Rojas's voice suddenly became a little sharper: "No one should want to quit, right?"

A few people's hearts trembled, listening to Baron Rojas's words just now, they did have some thoughts, but now that they think about it, if they propose to withdraw at this time, it will not help......

In this year, they had made too many preparations, and all they lacked was the opportunity to detonate, so whether they wanted to quit now, or wanted to join the head maid, those facts could prove their crimes.

Once they have done something, they will not be able to wash away their sins unless they go back in time.

“...... Then let's start voting!" a nobleman who had not spoken before broke the eerie silence and broke the stalemate between them.

It's already time like this, he doesn't want anything to go wrong, now that they're all in the same boat, the infighting is just draining his strength.

It's okay for everyone to have ghosts and duplicity, but the only thing they can't do is to cause infighting, otherwise they will lose all their efforts!

The nobleman said in a deep voice, "I agree to the plan begins!"

“...... Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded ......"