The Duke of Brittany felt his head was about to explode.

If you want to blame, the Earl of France. As one of the most important guests, if he wants to listen to opera, as long as he says hello, the Duke of Brittany will naturally clear the venue for him in advance. If he wants to occupy the second floor, he will occupy the second floor. As long as he wants to, the Duke of Brittany will even accompany him in person. But he would go to such a chaotic theater without saying a word, and even clear the second floor of the theater by himself!

This site, from the Duke of Brittany, or from the Count of France, are two completely different concepts. The former can be said to be diplomatic affairs, and the nobles have nothing to say. But the latter is that foreign nobles rode onto the local nobles!

His official residence was almost filled with people. Not only the nobles who were in the theater that day, but also some of the nobles who were not in the theater that day ran over indignation and accused the Earl of Ile-de-France of his crimes.

"His Excellency Caroling is the leader of the Allied Federation of Almany. He wants to monopolize the second floor of the theater. Strictly speaking, it is not too much." The Duke of Brittany tried to appease the nobles. "They were just a little rude, and you also know that the Allied people are so uneducated. We are different from them. We are all people with a broad mind, so don't worry too much about this matter. The alliance with the Allied Federation of Almany can bring us peace and prosperity."

"But they hit people!" a nobleman accused angrily, "He grabbed my collar and almost threw me down from the second floor! If there was a mistake, I would not be able to stand here now! This is an offensive act against our country! They ignored the alliance first!"

The Duke of Brittany cursed all the eight generations of the ancestors of the Earl of France in his heart. But on the surface, he nodded with a serious look on his face: "This is indeed too much. I will raise a formal protest to him later!"

"You can't just protest!" The nobles didn't buy it, "They have to pay a little price!"

If it is to be taken into consideration, the nobles' dissatisfaction will not take the Duke of Brittany seriously. But he was preparing to convert the whole country to the first place, and the nobles already had a lot of complaints. Coupled with the matter of the Earl of France, their dissatisfaction broke out directly. Even if the Duke of Brittany persuaded him in every way, he could not suppress it.

At this time, the report of the attack on the military camp became a life-saving straw for the Duke of Brittany. He pulled the topic away and asked the soldiers who reported the news seriously: "You said that the barracks in the south of the city were attacked? How many people were? What's the situation?"

"The number of people... is only three! They broke in directly from the main entrance, fought for a while and ran away. We failed to catch up! More than twenty brothers died, and ten others were injured..."

"Three people! They broke into one of my military camps! You didn't kill one of them, and they lost thirty?" The Duke of Brittany was angry, "What are you doing for?"

"Duke, this group of people is very strong! Some people saw them wearing animal fur and decorated with feathers of various colors... These are demons! It was the group of demons who attacked Bordeaux!"

"Attacked the demons of Bordeaux!"

The Duke of Brittany took a deep breath and swept to the nobles who were still surrounding him:

"This is the third time. I can't hide anymore. I want to fight to the death with these demons! Who would like to go to war with me?"

All the nobles bowed their heads one by one. They had heard of the power of these demons, but how dare they stand up now?

"Look! Look!" The Duke pointed at the nobles angrily, "If you hear an opera, you feel that it is a shame. So what is this? This is a great humiliation! The devil came to our Principal of Brittany to cause trouble again and again. You can't do anything, but you still want me to turn against my allies at this time? Get out! Get out of here!"

The nobles left in shame, and the matter was finally resolved.

The Duke of Brittany took a few breaths. After all the nobles left, he calmed down and continued to ask the soldier who reported the message: "What is the purpose of the enemy?"

"Purpose?" The soldier was stunned. Analyzing the enemy's purpose has always been the lord's business, and he has never been among the contents of his report. This is beyond his authority.

The Duke of Brittany lowered his voice: "Why is it the military camp in the south of the city? Have they run towards that 'cage'?"

"This... by the way, there are!" the soldier remembered, "One of them ran to the cage, and a brother was even questioned!"

"Is that true?"

The Duke of Brittany waved his hand speechlessly, allowing the soldier to retreat, leaving him alone in the empty hall.

He only felt his head hurt more and more. From circling the coast of the Principal of Brittany to attacking the port of Bordeaux, to tricking him into Molei to being attacked by priests from the Tianfang Empire, he has been working hard for these "devils". What he couldn't understand was why these demons were targeting the princess of the Navarreal country, so that they had to trick him into Molei in the name of the Navarre envoy, and then directly attacking his military camp after failure?

He couldn't understand these things. He sat until late at night before he left the hall.

"Hello, Lord Duke."

In the corridor, he met the little maid whose eyes were dug. The little maid saluted him, then consciously avoided one side to make way for him.

He didn't want to pay attention to the maid and walked directly over to her. But the maid followed him from behind in a ignorant way.

"Sir Duke, I heard that the barracks in the south of the city were attacked."

"Um."

"Is it for that former princess?"

"It's not your business, you don't need to know so much."

"I know who attacked the barracks."

"Oh?" The Duke stopped and looked at the little maid, "Who is it?"

"It's the consul of the Almany Federation."

"You should not participate in this kind of thing in the future." The Duke of Brittany smiled and shook his head. "The consul of the Almany Federation is probably still listening to operas in the theater. The group of nobles just now came to accuse him. The one who attacked the barracks was the demons who lived on the previous island."

"I don't know if the demon has any reason to steal a former princess who lost power, but the consul of the Allemany Federation has."

"What reason can he have? He just sent the princess over there. What the princess said before was just saying something on purpose."

"But I found out that he ordered a whole set of clothes - women's clothes in the best clothing store in the city."

"What does this mean? Although he is short, people with this title will never lack women."
Chapter completed!