"What did you do!"

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Some people cannot reason and have to use a whip."

"But I didn't agree!"

"But you didn't object, right?" Edward III held the table and hung a scoundrel smile, saying, "You are much worse than your father. If we support you, there is a great risk. If you are weak, don't you allow us to do something on our own? And the results are not very good now? The Gruglu family agreed to support you, and this should be thanked for me."

Yilin was so angry that she trembled, but she had no choice but to do anything about it.

Women and age are her two biggest weaknesses. She has no deterrent power in front of these old subordinates of his father. Perhaps in front of them, Yilin has always been just a little girl. Even now, she is not thinking from the bottom of her heart that she is a suitable heir.

Clenched his fists, Yilin stepped back step by step.

Edward III sat down slowly and looked at her with a smile on his back of the chair. His attitude didn't look like he had just instigated an earth-shaking event.

After exiting the corridor, Elin turned around and left. Halls and Mike, who were guarding the door, hurriedly followed.

Soon, Yilin came to another room.

Grey, Shelley, and Earl Grugru were all in the room. There was also a medical officer who was carefully applying medicine to Earl Grugru's hands.

Observing his wound carefully, Earl Grugru didn't even raise his head and asked casually: "Have you seen him?"

"See, I've seen it." Yilin nodded and hesitated.

"It's good to see it, you'll always see it." Earl Grugru sighed long.

"Don't Uncle Grugru want to know what he said?"

"Don't want to know."

"Does Uncle Grugru don't want me to deal with this matter and seek justice for you?"

"Just?" Earl Grugru snorted coldly, slowly turned his face to look at Elin and said, "We can support you, but there is a condition that the Field family's army cannot be deployed with our army. The flanking is not OK. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yilin asked hesitantly: "Uncle Grugru suspects that Edward III is His Majesty's inner support?"

"It's just a guess, there is no conclusive evidence yet." Earl Grugru said softly, "I heard that Baird Sharp, our king, Baird VI, has not been in charge of government affairs for a while. After raising inheritance to you, there was no action. The whole Isaac was discussing, and no one would support his decision... When he was commanding the army to conquer the Kingdom of Allen, he was not so stupid. I kept wondering, what was the reason for him to do such a thing? Is it just because he is old? I think that as long as he gives orders at any time, he can easily swallow the entire Principality of Beshir?"

Earl Grugru looked at Elin.

Yilin could only shake her head blankly: "I don't know."

"Actually, I didn't know it before, but now, I think, I may know it. It is not easy to swallow the Principal of Beshir without the support of anyone else. But if you give him a suitable reason to send troops, it will be easy. For example... a civil strife occurred in the Principal of Beshir."

Hearing this, Elin immediately gasped.

Shelley sat aside and looked at her grandfather nervously. She didn't understand very much, but she felt that as long as Gray was around, she was holding Gray's hand.

As for Gray, he is sleepwalking. Anyway, the Knight doesn't have to worry about these things, and Ilin says he'll just kick him.

Taking a deep breath, Earl Grugru sighed: "I don't like to do anything I don't understand. I originally wanted to avoid getting involved in this matter. But now it seems that I can't help me. Let Edward III kill me and leave a letter supporting the Beshir family. There is no code word in it. In this way, the people of the Grugru family will definitely believe that it was your move and will definitely raise troops. Then, the king has a full reason to send troops to the Principality of Beshir to ease the dispute. He is not doing nothing, but is waiting for an opportunity. At that time, he will give the position of Duke of Beshir to just give it a hand."

"But...but Edward III brought his only sons here. What benefits did the king give him to take such a big risk?"

"Are you sure that's his son? Jimmy, the son of Edward III, has been weak and sick since childhood, and not many people have seen him."

"This..." Yilin was in a daze. She couldn't believe her ears. Or, she couldn't believe that human hearts could be so dark.

"And he is also very sure." After a pause, the Earl of Gruglu continued: "Don't worry, I won't force you to deal with him, and there is no way to deal with it for the time being. This is also the reason why I promised that the guy who attacked me would not send troops to fight against the Field family. You can't deal with him, and we don't have enough evidence. His assassination can be explained as helping the king provoke civil strife, but it is easier to explain as helping you conquer the Gruglu family. If you attack him at this time, then the other little lords will worry. They will worry whether you will really ensure their interests. At that time, the coalition forces that have finally assembled will disperse. In addition, if you attack, the Field family can still attack, and then there will be civil strife. The king will also send troops."

Yilin was stunned.

Earl Grugru slowly stood up with his handrail and said, "I will advance and retreat with you. This matter is not yet unsolvable. But you should listen to me, otherwise no one can help you. Now, you can monitor Edward III and his son."

"Yes! Thank you Uncle Grugru!"

"No need to thank me, I'm for Shelley's sake." Earl Grugru said with a smile.

...

It was already early in the morning, and the entire castle was still brightly lit. A large number of soldiers were patrolling.

This is not just the castle, but the entire White City. One sentry after another is set up in the city.

No one knew what happened because the news was blocked by Yilin. But everyone could see that the situation was very tense.

When leaving the room, Gray turned around and wanted to walk in the opposite direction of Shelley, but Elin pulled her back.

"You send Shelley back to your room."

"Why?" Gray was shocked. He was anxious to go back and check if the "Knight's Guide to Becoming a Good Deed" was damaged.

"Why are there so many? If you want to give it to you, I will give it to you!" Yilin's face looked a little unpleasant.

Helplessly, Gray could only look at Shelley beside him.

Shelley smiled sweetly, holding his hand.

"Forget it, give it away. It's just here anyway. Obeying Elin's orders is also part of the oath." Gray said to himself helplessly.

"And." Just as Gray was about to leave, Elin called him again and said softly: "Thank you for what happened tonight. If you didn't arrive in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. In addition, I apologize to you for what happened during the day. I shouldn't scold you in front of so many people."

After saying that, Yilin turned around and left.

Gray stood behind her and stared at her leaving back in a daze.

...

The fire in the fireplace was burning.

Yilin sat alone in the huge living room, with the fire illuminating her face. A strand of hair hangs down from her forehead, and her expression was tired and helpless.

A glass of water was handed to her.

"Thank you." Yilin took it gently, took a sip, and then held the cup in her palm. She continued to stare at the fire in the fireplace: "Am I useless? I can't see through their movements at all. Even if I know, I can't do anything."

When he said this, Yilin's eyes turned red slightly.

"How could that happen?" Abby Robles said with a smile: "Miss Elin is the best girl I have ever met."

"But is it still a girl?" Irene slowly closed her eyes and said with a wry smile: "My father once said that it would be great if I was a boy. It would be great if I was a boy... Haha, I also want to know why I am not a boy. Why am I not a boy?"

"Even a boy, it won't be much better," said Abby Robles. "The old duke died suddenly, and no one was mentally prepared, including himself. Therefore, he did not make corresponding arrangements. In this case, no matter who inherits it, there will be many difficulties. Most male heirs are not as good as you at your age. Growing up takes time."

"But if I were a man, the king wouldn't even have excuses. Even if I had an illegitimate child, I wouldn't have a more preferred succession order than me. Isn't it?"

Abby Robles stared at Elyn quietly, without saying a word.

After a while, Yilin said softly again: "Don't worry, I won't shake it. I just... just say a few words casually. Even if I am a girl, I will definitely keep it. No one wants to snatch it away from my Beshill family. Even if I am the only one left, I will prove to my father that I am not worse than a boy."

The hall was quiet, and only the burning sound of the fire in the fireplace was left.

Abby Robles stared at Elyn quietly.

"And." He raised his head, Elyn looked at Abby Robles and smiled, "At least I still have you, aren't I? And you, Halls, Mike, and Grey. Now Uncle Grugru is also helping me."

A tear fell from the corner of his eyes, Yilin gently wiped it away, and opened her eyes wide and said, "I am not alone. I am the new Grand Duke Beshir, no one can defeat me!"

Under the fire, what emerged between the eyebrows was as firm as rocks.

"Yes, my Miss Elean." Abby Robles replied with a smile.
Chapter completed!