Chapter 107 (1/2)
”What happened last night... Have you all known?”
The withered hand lit the candle on the table, which made the dark cellar a little brighter.
Old Barry senna, with a gloomy face, swept his eyes from one face to another, and his voice was hoarse like an owl: ”our Lord's granary is on fire.”
The nobles sitting around the table nodded silently - there was so much noise that even a fool could notice.
Not to mention that in order to put out the fire, Reuven Fred almost mobilized the guards and servants of the whole castle. Now the whole Shenlin castle is full of all kinds of exaggerated gossip.
However, the nobles present did not have any worry on their faces. Instead, they were all secretly happy. No matter how much they could hide, they could not hide their mood at the moment.
”Visari Rand and those fools like him have finally done a great thing, although they didn't expect that they really succeeded.” the old man smiled on his wrinkled face: ”now, the count has to ask us, otherwise all his Dalits will starve to death!”
”I've inquired specially. The food that the castle gives to the Dalits today is only half of the usual food! Some Dalits have started to make trouble, but they have been pressed down by the damn wizard. Gentlemen, our chance is coming!”
The more the old man said, the more excited he said, and the yellowing eyes seemed to be rejuvenated: ”as long as a little provocation, these Dalits who don't know what loyalty is will turn against us and become our thugs!”
”But... Wouldn't it be dangerous to do so?” a noble hiding behind the crowd said haltingly, ”if the Duke knew about it, he wouldn't spare us!”
”He won't - those damned Dalits killed his heirs, and we are loyal servants who avenge the count's master.” the old man smiled cunningly: ”he has to thank us!”
”If the untouchables are rushing in, the private soldiers of the Senna family will immediately seize the castle, and who will kill the count has the final say?”
Speaking of this, the old man deliberately paused: ”I'm afraid it's difficult to complete these with the strength of the Seine family, so I still need your help... Of course, these are voluntary.”
Although that's what I said, all the nobles here heard what the old man meant. So they ”actively” stood up and said that they ”voluntarily” stood behind the Seine family and contributed to the plan.
Because the strength of each family was different, Barry Senna took a long time to figure out what to do and determine the share of each family's troops, which families provided arms and food, and how much to bear respectively.
With the passage of time, the nobles who participated in the secret conversation left the cellar with their respective quotas after determining that the outside was complete, and were ready to find a way to send the news to their family's fief, so that they could begin to prepare.
Only Barry Senna remained in the cellar, patiently waiting for another guest to come.
Only a few quarters later, the closed door of the cellar was opened again - will senna, an uneasy attendant, came in flustered: ”I came as soon as I got the news. What's the matter?”
”Of course it's about the future of our family, child.” when he saw the young man coming in, Barry Senna immediately showed a kind expression and gently patted will on the head: ”I have something important to give you.”
”What's the matter?” the attendant was still very eager: ”I came secretly. They may find me missing at any time!”
”Then I'll make a long story short - we're going to plan a riot and kill Reuven Fred with the hands of those Dalits!” the old man's voice became cruel again: ”when the matter is over, the Seine family will clean up the situation and 'avenge' the count!”
”And you, my child, I'm ready to let you complete the most important task...”
The old man's eyes widened. ”I want you to kill Reuven Fred!”