Half-elf Notebook

Chapter 138 Decision-making

"The Eric family doesn't seem to require me to always report where I want to go and what I want to do, right?"

Angus put his hands behind his back and did not directly answer Feisong's question. He just smiled and said calmly:

"Of course, these are your freedoms. You serve us, and the Eric family will provide you with all the reasonable help you need."

"This is an agreement, and I overstepped my bounds."

Fei Song apologized sincerely, saying that he had only asked the question casually to confirm the facts.

In fact, he didn't care whether this golden-rank person really went to Lei Shi or why he went there.

There is another issue that deserves his more careful consideration right now.

That is, deciding whether to truly grant asylum to Lake West.

In fact, after the question-and-answer session just now, Feisong had already begun to think about giving up the idea of ​​intervening, but what Angus explained was truly horrifying... and attractive.

Even as a weight, its weight is enough to reverse the imbalance between the two ends of the scale of interests.

A gold rank.

An extraordinary force that can single-handedly contend against a royal knight order consisting of 150 bronze-level and 5 silver-level knights.

This is equivalent to a standard legion of 8000 people, with all the current weapons, including artillery, heavy crossbows, magic scrolls below level six, crossbow units, heavy cavalry units, etc.

No, in a long jungle war of attrition or urban warfare, this number can be magnified several times or even dozens of times!

There is an unspoken consensus among the duke's family that only a family with a golden rank can become a duke!

This is not only a factor in the family's rise, but also an insurance for the Duke's family to safeguard its own interests.

No family can guarantee that its heir will be excellent enough to support the entire family, and no duke can be sure that his family will prosper under his management.

Feisong put his thumb to his lips.

Serving the Duke's golden rank would at least ensure the military capabilities that his family should possess.

This is to prevent other nobles at the top of the kingdom from coveting it, and also to show her value to the king.

As of now, the conservative faction consisting of the three great dukes only has two subordinate gold-level members.

If the Eric family, which controls only one-fifth of the kingdom's territory, can gain the friendship of another gold-rank professional, it will surely be a powerful idle force!

Not to mention that some aspects are enough to compete with the conservatives, not to mention the influence and reputation it brings.

This idle power alone means a lot.

For example: interfering with and disrupting the conservatives' plans and interest chains, participating in border wars, establishing military merits, and suppressing rebellions to show goodwill to the royal family.

Damn.

Feisong could even imagine the scene where he was appointed Duke of Eric when Lake Wester was promoted to Gold by Foresting.

As for the risks, as long as Rick can be promoted to the gold rank, he is absolutely sure that he can use the power of Eric's family to help him defeat this false accusation.

Fei Song took several deep breaths, stood up, took the goblet, and poured himself a full glass.

Then he drank it down forcefully. Some of the cold liquid slid down his esophagus, calming his anxiety and allowing him to regain some of his rationality.

Throwing himself back on the goose down chair, Feisong rubbed his nose, and after a longer silence than before, he spoke with difficulty:

"Mr. Vasa, can you please use your identity to ask my father for a silver-level position directly under the Eric family to go to Thunderstone City?"

"On the surface, he said he was joining the management group of the city's nobles to help clean up the remaining gang forces."

"Have him secretly monitor the conservatives' movements and provide all possible assistance to Lake West."

Feisong did not have the power to mobilize the backbone of the family.

At most, the heirs can mobilize one silver-level or a small number of professionals to serve as guards for themselves.

It was necessary for him to seek Angus' support and help.

"can."

Angus whistled, not really paying attention.

In his opinion, this heir who was good at seizing opportunities at least did not be blinded by the immediate interests and push himself into the grave he had dug.

Angus was quite pleased with this.

At this time, the theater was coming to an end.

As the infectious symphony performance reached its climax, the sword of the actor playing the King of the Principality was knocked down and another sword "pierced" his chest.

The noble knight picked up the fallen crown and announced the establishment of the Kingdom of Fulante...