"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!"

"Me?!"

"That's right! When Reuven Fred dies, shenlinbao needs a new count, and your succession is second only to Reuven Fred. As an count, you need enough prestige to suppress the servants who are loyal to our family!"

"You have to defeat him and kill Reuven Friede yourself, so that you can help your family regain the territory inherited from generation to generation and become the count of Shenlin castle!"

Will Senna's expression was still very hesitant, staring at the old man. The perceived old man calmed down a little: "do you have concerns?"

"Nothing, I just think you may underestimate Reuven Fred and the wizard named Loren Turin!" will said eagerly. "They can't be fooled so easily!"

"The most direct example - the nobles who set fire to the granary were caught last night. I saw it with my own eyes. They all fainted in the warehouse one by one. When they woke up, they were full of crazy words, like seeing some terrible monster!"

"Don't you think it's strange? In my opinion, it's like the other party's plan, waiting for these fools to take the bait." will frowned, with a bit of fear in his eyes:

"What's more, the wizard doubted me a long time ago. It's better to say that he never believed anyone. Perhaps you don't know that he put forward the damn land reform plan, and the count just implemented it!"

The old man who heard the information was silent. The flashing light in his pupils was enough to show how shocked he was, and even forgot what he had to say.

However, those stupid guys were arrested by the count last night, but Barry thought at first that it was just because they were too stupid. Now it seems that the problem is not so simple.

The wizard Loren Turin and his alchemist friend are very dangerous uncertainties that are likely to threaten their plans.

"So I think maybe we can continue to procrastinate. Anyway, the granary is over and Reuven Fred can't last for a few days." will Senna advised, "he will surrender himself."

From the bottom of his heart, will Senna never wanted to risk his family - he was just a descendant of a branch, if not because his father couldn't even stay in the castle.

Now Barry Senna values himself so much because he is the only suitable successor. Even if he really became the count of shenlinbao, he was just a puppet in the other party's hands.

"You will be so afraid, just because you are afraid that you will be used by the family, and then abandoned and thrown to the Duke to vent his anger at the murder of his son." the old man sighed and looked at will's evasive eyes: "trust me, you don't have to worry about this."

"If the Duke is going to kill a senna to calm down when things are over," Barry Senna said in a deep voice, "what you need to do is to become a new generation of count of shenlinbao and lead the senna family to persevere tenaciously!"

"Grandpa Barry..."

"I'm very old. It's not a problem for me to live a few days less. What's more, how will the Duke treat me as an old man?" the old man smiled happily: "the really important thing is the continuation and prosperity of the Seine family, and all this is your responsibility!"

"Maybe this family didn't have any kindness to you in the past, but it also raised you, gave you a life that the Dalits dare not think of, and even gave you the opportunity to become the master of this castle!"

The old man's words were extremely sincere and completely from the bottom of his heart. He held will Senna's hand tightly: "now your family needs you to sacrifice and give your strength. Do you want to watch this ancient surname decline?"

"I..."

"Be the count of shenlinbao, will Senna!"