The head maid wants to select officials among the commoners?

When this piece of news was like a catfish being thrown into the 'school of sardines', whether it was the original officials of Wende City, the nobles of the Sad Wind Leader, or the commoners, they all exploded.

'Officials will only be selected from among nobles and mages', this is an unwritten rule, this is an unspoken rule, whether it is the old duke or Krylov I, they are all following this rule.

Commoners who wanted to become officials had to become nobles or mages so that they could have the right to be elected officials.

Other than that, there is no way for a civilian to become an official.

In other words, even if he is a wealthy businessman, as long as he does not have a title and is not a mage, he cannot become an official in the Kingdom of Kolo.

Although no big businessman would be so stupid!

This is the proof that the Kolo Kingdom adheres to 'tradition', although there are not many examples of civilians in other countries besides the Kolo Kingdom who can become officials, but it will not be as absolute as the Kolo Kingdom.

"Ahem!" The 'respectable' Viscount Hood was furious in his own home, "how dare she—how dare she!"

The young servant stood aside at a loss for what to do, and when he told the news to Viscount Hood, Viscount Hood became like this.

Although Viscount Hood is already a hundred-year-old man, as a mage, he can live longer, not as long as the old duke, but it is still possible to last for more than twenty years.

In this country of mages, he is a traditional nobleman more traditional than the old duke - the former 'Arcane noble'!

But it is a pity that he only inherited the arrogance of the Arcans of Offa, but not the strength and wisdom of the Ofa nobles, that is, he is not traditional at all except for his arrogance.

However, after the sedan chair carried people, and after he was old and confused, Viscount Hood really thought that he was a 'traditional Arcane nobleman', so he dared to be the head maid of the sad family at home now.

The old butler, who was standing aside, said to the young servant, "Go and prepare the carriage quickly, for the master is going out." ”

The young servant was so frightened by Viscount Hood's anger that his scalp tingled, and when he heard the old butler's command, he hurried out of the room, and staggered to prepare the carriage.

Viscount Hood glared at the old butler with his eyes, and the old butler lowered his eyebrows and looked at him indifferently.

"Alas......"

Viscount Hood sighed, looking at his hand that was trembling a little with a cane, and he realized that he was really old, and even the child he adopted back then was already old.

"Diel, help me out. ”

He cordially called his adopted son, and the old butler nodded in response, "Yes." ”

The old butler helped his adoptive father to the carriage, and when he saw Viscount Hood climb into the carriage by himself even with trembling hands, he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest.

After climbing into the carriage, Viscount Hood found that his well-maintained gray beard had become disheveled, and when he brushed it, he found that it was a little difficult to bend his palm.

Your body is aging, and so is your mind......

If it was twenty years ago, he would still dare to confront the head maid of the Sad Wind family, and it would not even be too much to scold him in person, but now...... He couldn't do it, he didn't dare.

When he realized that he was old, he couldn't help but think about many things, many, many of them were ideas for the future of the family, and he also had a copy of the proposal to 'reopen the House'.

Sure enough, it's old. ’

Viscount Hood knocked on his thigh, and he didn't even feel anything about it.

The carriage drove out of the manor slowly, and on the way from the manor to Wende City, the carriage was quiet, the old butler was silent, and Viscount Hood looked out the window at the peasants, commoners, and merchants walking by.

With cloudy eyes, he looked at the smiles on their faces, and although they were very vague, he felt that they were laughing.

The carriage passed the concrete road outside the city, and the road was not so bumpy, and the four-wheeled carriage finally did not sway so much.

Viscount Hood also breathed a sigh of relief and thumped his stiff back, he once again felt the fact that he was indeed old.

The wooden door of the carriage could not stop the noisy sounds, which at once poured into the ears of Viscount Hood.

Viscount Hood leaned on the glass window again, stretched his neck, looked at the people outside the window, and muttered, "What a vitality......"

It's a vibrant city, and it seems to be out of place with all of them, old people, and old things.

In old age, Viscount Hood, who was willing to think more, fell into deep thought.

The old butler sat aside, closed his eyes and said nothing, like a lifelike statue.

"Dill, do you think I should give young people a chance?"

It was only when his adoptive father opened his mouth to ask him questions that the old butler opened his eyes, which were as cloudy as those of Viscount Hood.

When he said this, Viscount Hood was playing with the pocket watch that his wife had given him.

The old butler, like Viscount Hood, looked out the window on the 'roadway' separated by curbs, and there were people coming and going, but most of them were full of energy, and there seemed to be something called 'hope' in their eyes.

In the past, this kind of thing was very 'luxurious', and many people may have owned it when they were children, but they will lose it when they become adults, and they will never be able to get it back...... Something precious!

The old housekeeper knew that the reason why his adoptive father asked him this was not to get an answer, but to have a determination and some courage.

"Your will. The old butler bowed his brow and said something out of tune.

Viscount Hood sighed and put away his pocket watch, "Diel, you're still like this, you haven't changed at all. ”

That being said, Viscount Hood had made up his mind to know him as well as his adopted son, and he knew him very well.

'In any case, I will support your decision. This little guy has always been like this for a long time.

"Here we are, get out of the car. ”

The old butler opened the door of the carriage, and Viscount Hood suddenly entered a more noisy environment.

With an inexplicable insistence in his heart, Viscount Hood slowly stepped out of the carriage himself, and in front of the newly built town hall, he saw many lords and many old friends.

Many old friends are so old, they still can't learn to restrain their temper, and they look angry, and they can see at a glance that they are here to ask for guilt.

Viscount Hood led the old butler to the door of the town hall and stood with his old friends.

Baron Cheadle stood beside Viscount Hood and asked, "Old friend, what are you here for?"

Viscount Hood, on crutches and with his eyes closed, replied, "I'm here to ask what the maid elder thinks." ”

"Oh......," Baron Cheadle thought.

From the moment the door of the town hall was pushed open, everyone gradually quieted down, and gathered in a circle, quietly watching the maid grown.

Despite the blocking of the road outside the town hall, more and more people leaned in, even if they were standing on the stones and standing on the stools, trying to see the head maid.

Serena looked around and saw that a lot of people were there.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she spoke first: "If you want to ask about the announcement posted on the bulletin board this morning, then what I want to say is - what I said will not be taken back! never!"

After a second or two of silence, the crowd began to boil.

"Long live the maid! Long live the sad wind leader!"

"What do you mean by that, ignoring our rules?"

"Cousin, you cousin, get out of our sad wind collar!"

"What are you old guys talking about?!"

"Thank you for the grace you have given us, Master Maid!"

The scene was a mess because of the maid's words, and Edith's face turned red with anger, and she clenched her small fists, just wanting to punch the old guys in the face.

"What a farce......"

Viscount Hood sneered, and the old friends around him immediately shifted the spearhead and asked, "Viscount Hood, may I ask what you just said?"

"I just suddenly understood one thing. Viscount Hood shook his head, his eyes full of sadness, "Our so-called 'tradition' is just a tool to maintain our face, because we seem to have nothing but 'tradition'. ”

His old friend was choked up by his words, and a baron pointed at Viscount Hood with trembling fingers, "Hood, you, you-"

Viscount Hood touched the secret robe on his body and sighed: "You all say that I am a traditional Arcane nobleman, but my child reminded me before, in addition to pride, the Arcane nobles also have the awe of truth and the unknown, I have no strength, but I should have the corresponding wisdom and reason...... I suddenly liked the city because it was so vibrant that it was different from you and me. ”

After that, he ignored the anger of his old friends, turned around and called his adopted son, showing the arrogance that the Arcans of Offa should have: "Dill, let's go, we can't talk to them, because they can't see clearly, not because they don't have that vision, but because of their own stubbornness." ”

The mage nobles were all blue and angry, while the knights and commoners were smiling, even though they knew that they could not become officials, but looking at the faces of those nobles, their hearts were as sweet as honey.

Did they defeat the nobles?

It's just that they like to see the nobles eating deflated.

Their faces, tsk, are so beautiful!