Black Iron Crown

Listening to Sir Dallore's words, the little emperor's face was uncertain.

If he really asked for help from the northern border as Sir Dallore said, then his reputation would plummet.

There is no essential difference between asking for help from the northern border and surrendering to the northern border. Perhaps the emperor's title will not change, but his prestige and authority will definitely suffer a huge blow.

Thinking about these disadvantages, the little emperor hesitated.

Before he could respond to Sir Dallore's words, he heard a courtier stand up and refute Sir Dallore's words angrily.

The young courtier stood up and pointed at Sir Dallol's nose and yelled, his voice echoed in the hall.

"Grand Duke Rainer of the North is a damned traitor! How dare he give up his allegiance to His Majesty! Separation from the Empire and the title of belonging to the Empire! This is tantamount to severing yourself from the Empire, from the Merland family! Now you want Your Majesty to submit to you!" That damned rebellious minister lowered his head and begged for help, what is his intention!"

This young nobleman stubbornly felt that the little emperor was still the orthodox seat of the Moreland family, completely disregarding that basically all members of the Moreland family were now in the Grand Duchy of the North and were working for Reiner.

Sir Dallol snorted coldly, and said to the young courtier, "Then what can you do? Why didn't you come forward to offer advice when His Majesty asked? Now I think of a way but you want to veto it?"

"In your opinion, is a bit of face not as important as maintaining His Majesty's rule and title?" Sir Dallore said coldly.

"A person like you is simply a cystic bug of the country. You have no effect at critical moments, but you only fight for power! As the patriarch of the Moreland family, is it shameful to ask family members to help you defend yourself against the enemy?"

Sir Dallore could not help but characterize this matter. If according to some relatively large and standardized standards, the huge Moreland family is integrated instead of being scattered as it is now, then the little emperor as the current stage of the empire The emperor is naturally the legitimate patriarch of the family.

If that's the case, it's only natural for the patriarch of the family to order the family members to fight for him.

The young courtier was so insulted by Sir Dallore, and the young and energetic him naturally couldn't bear it, and he almost roared out.

"You old dog! You are still bewitching His Majesty to take actions to lose your majesty! The only solution for now is to gather troops to fight to the death with the western countries, no matter whether you win or lose, your Majesty's majesty will not be damaged! You are so cowardly and utterly innocent! Dignity but the decision will only harm His Majesty's interests!"

His words immediately resonated with a small group of people, and they began to echo his words and speak to the little emperor.

However, most of these courtiers are still very sensible. They understand that His Majesty the Emperor is currently weak and may not be able to fight against the Western countries.

And it is obviously a stupid way to fight head-on with big enemies under such circumstances.

If even His Majesty the Emperor is defeated, or even this empire ceases to exist, then their power, glory and wealth will naturally disappear, and the reason why they will not survive if they lose their skin is very obvious.

Therefore, these courtiers were a little moved after hearing Sir Dallore's words, and instead sneered at the young courtier's words.

The young courtier looked at how everyone around him spurned him,

He didn't know what went wrong, he thought that there would be nothing wrong with maintaining His Majesty's dignity.

Emperor Carter hesitated for a while, as if he was discouraged, he sat on the throne weakly, waved his hand and said: "Okay, just do as Sir Dallore said, I will send people to the northern border to fight with Leon Talk to Grand Duke Na!"

After saying these words, the little emperor left the meeting hall unhappily, leaving the courtiers chattering away.

Followed by his entourage, Emperor Carter walked quickly to his room.

The decision made today made him feel deeply humiliated.

At the beginning of his pro-government, he regarded Grand Duke Reiner's Northern Grand Duchy as a thorn in his side, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would make every effort to eradicate it.

Unexpectedly, what he had imagined to make Bei Jing kneel down and beg for mercy did not happen, but now he wanted to seek their help, which made him feel depressed and irritable.

The followers beside him felt their master's bad mood, and they didn't dare to vent their anger, for fear that they would become His Majesty's punching bag.

The envoy of the little emperor also left the imperial capital that day, and a group of people rode fast horses to the north.

What they didn't know was that Leiner had already announced his oath in Mecaron City, and revealed the true identity of the little emperor, and passed it on to the world.

At this time, the news about the little emperor's bloodline and true identity revealed from Leiner's mouth had already centered on Mecaron City, and quickly spread to other regions, and there was a tendency of intensifying.

Before the little emperor's envoy left the imperial capital for ten days, rumors about the little emperor's blood spread to the imperial capital.

In the Tesca Palace, all the courtiers were talking about it, and everyone had their own thoughts.

The residents of the imperial capital were even more angry after hearing such remarks. How could they not care about such things?

The fiasco of the little emperor before made his prestige plummet, and many people did not continue to trust him because of this. However, such news suddenly came from the cusp of the storm, how could it not attract attention.

What's more, this is not a rumor, but a serious message from the court of the Grand Duchy in the north, ready to spread the message.

At this moment, many people began to murmur in their hearts, because according to the Northern Territory, His Majesty the Emperor's brown-red hair was inherited from Earl Redmara.

Many people hated Earl Redmara deeply, so his appearance and basic characteristics were naturally remembered, and his red hair was naturally known by many people.

In addition, as Reiner said, all members of the Moreland family, as long as they are still within five generations, will have more or less golden hair color.

Even the offshoot of Leiner's lineage, which is a little farther away, has golden hair, while the direct line of the little emperor is reddish-brown, which is indeed confusing to associate with.

All of a sudden, the entire imperial capital began to talk about it, and even those residents who moved away from the imperial capital, as well as a small number of self-cultivating farmers and a large number of serfs living in the countryside, began to murmur about this matter in their hearts.

The serfs didn't care about the blood of the little emperor, but the yeoman and the gentry and officials below did.

Because most of these squires and officials are the second sons of noble families who have no right of inheritance, they joined the court after they had some ability to read and write, and many of them were distant branches of the Merland family.

After they heard that the little emperor was not the old emperor's son, but the product of the adultery between Earl Redmara and the queen, they all began to mutter.

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