I Am the God of Games

Lancaster City, the study in the Castle of the Lord.

This is a study room with extremely luxurious and elegant decoration. The walls inside are made into bookshelves, which are stuffed with various precious manuscripts, but there are basically no signs of reading them.

The fireplace was burning brightly, bringing a spring-like warmth to the room, and that warmth and the freezing cold outside were two worlds.

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The door, which was carved from a single block of Tessilia sandalwood that is worth the price of gold, was knocked from outside.

"What's the matter?" The Lord of Lancaster City, Earl Colinf, known as the Black Stag, put down the quill in his hand and asked lightly.

"Lord City Lord, we found the corpse of the baron in Negrania in the north of the city." The retainer at the door reported in a volume that was just enough to be heard by the City Lord inside, but would not be too loud.

"Hmph, that guy, I have already warned him not to mess around..." Colin snorted coldly, "Come in."

A man dressed as a city guard outside the door respectfully walked into the room, bowed, and placed a parchment report on Colinff's desk, then left the room at Colinff's gesture.

Cowling picked up the report and looked at it.

After a while, he threw the report on the table, a distressed look on his aged face.

He had long heard the news that the son of the old Valla Empire nobleman who was parachuted into his city by the Emperor of the Empire was wanton and humiliating the people in the city.

It's just that although Colinf is the nominal Lancaster city lord and the earl of the empire, his title is two levels higher than that of Negrania, but in fact he can't do anything to the opponent at will.

The reason is very simple, because Lancaster City was able to survive the siege of Tierra to the greatest extent possible, precisely because it was the only city that surrendered directly among the four major counties of Tierra. Only some of Tierra's die-hards were driven to the civilian areas north of the city, where they were finally wiped out.

As a reward for his knowledge and as an example to persuade other places to surrender, the emperor at that time naturally allowed Korinfu, a former surrendered minister, to continue to sit firmly as the city lord.

But to this day, the empire seems to have completely ruled the territory of Tiera that it has divided up, and they are not people from the roots of the Valla Empire, and naturally they have become the new emperor's eyesore.

That Negrania, who parachuted over and wanted to do something reckless and even wanted to gradually embezzle the rights of his city lord, was just the first step.

Coughlin is very clear about the emperor's plan. As long as he can't help being cut by a soft knife and makes a move on that Negrania, the other party will definitely seize this handle and clean himself up! Even if the contacts that he has worked so hard to manage over the years can keep his position as the city lord, it is estimated that all his lowly confidants will be replaced with guys like Nigrania, and the city lord of his own will naturally be completely overhead and become one. Statues without the slightest power.

And if he can endure the provocation of Nigrania, the other party will take the right of his own city lord step by step. Although the process may be very ugly, if you don't stop it in time, your final result will not be better than that. Where is the former one better.

In fact, there are already some noble officials in the city who are not very determined, or feel that they have a "vision" and start to waver, throwing an olive branch to that Negrania.

Whenever he receives a secret report in this regard, Colinf can't help but think that the officials' minds are not full of feces, right? They only got where they are now because of him. If they really fall, do those guys think they will have a good end?

In fact, Colinff has already begun to secretly prepare a plan to deal with that guy in Nigrania. In the end, I didn't expect that the plan was not ready, and the other party was so easily killed by a few civilians because of his own greed.

"It's really a way of dying to go along with that idiot's identity." Colinf said with a cold face.

Having said that, Nigrania's death is indeed very pleasing, but for me, it is a bit troublesome.

Even if the evidence on his side is complete and can prove that Negrania ran to the north of the city and was killed by himself, the new emperor will not pay attention to these evidences.

Colin Fu sighed deeply, feeling that he was much more tired in recent years than in the past.

Not only have to continue to operate the blood-sucking by the Valla royal family, but Lancaster City is going from bad to worse, but also has to deal with those noble politicians.

For a time, he even missed Tierra, the blind and foolish king who supported him in business reform and eventually developed Lancaster into a commercial city.

"As of now, regret is useless."

Colin Fu leaned back in the chair, thinking about the next countermeasures.

At this time, the door of the study was pushed open a small crack.

The old man looked towards the door subconsciously, but found a cute and cute little round face came in.

"Gwendolyn, why are you here?" the old man asked his granddaughter kindly.

"Grandpa, you're sighing again!" The little guy who knew that he had been found simply pushed open the door, ran in, and crawled into his grandfather's arms with his hands and feet: "I want to go to the outskirts of the city during the sowing festival. A picnic, but mom said it needs your permission! We haven't been out of town for a long time, can we go out to play this time?"

The old man gently touched the girl's head: "Well, of course I agree, but I will send some people to protect you, don't run around, you know?"

The little girl immediately nodded her head with a smile on her face, and she nibbled at the old man's profile: "Thank you, Grandpa!"

Half of the old man's face was full of saliva from the girl, and he looked at the little girl who ran out cheering with tears in his eyes, his eyes were extremely gentle.

"Even for Gwendolyn, I have to keep working hard..."

He picked up the report on his desk and read it again, but this time he saw the clues from some uncertain information in it: "Before he was killed, Nigrania once wanted to monopolize the unknown source. , but a strange healing potion that is so popular? Even my report is 'unknown'?"

Having been operating in Lancaster for decades, Cowling has countless eyeliners in the city, but even so, he has not been able to find the source of those potions. The meaning behind it is very interesting.

"It seems that I might be able to meet the 'undead Mane' Mr...."

The old man looked out the window thoughtfully.

At this time, a ray of sunlight broke through the heavy clouds, bringing a little warmth to the snow-covered earth.

The frost and fog season is over.