ARCHDEUS

CONVINCE ME(5)

Alex's question inadvertently is an offensive form that doesn't even count. Senior officials including Alen who was in this room could not help but be surprised at how with just one question could silence the Otilia side.

Alex did not expect this question even impressed offensive. He also didn't want to embarrass Clotildy. So he just said something with a little bit of rhetoric.

"My Lady, I may think badly, but I believe the delay in the opening of the trial by His Majesty is due to the possibility that a letter from your county has been seized by the March of Canada party. So since I can't help you by sending in troops, would my Lady mind if me and my county help you by sending a plea letter to our Most Beloved King His Majesty to open a parliamentary session?"

Clotildy was surprised by how Alex could resolve this issue just by accusing their opposing side. True, even though fellow nobles must respect each other, the, but because the March of Canadia was an opponent of Otilia during the fief war and also an enemy of the political coalition to which Otilia and Fetiphile were located or in other words Canadia was a common enemy, so it's fine to make him a scapegoat for the delay in opening the parliamentary session.

"My Lord, I am so grateful for the grace of your Majesty."

"No problem My Lady. One more thing, I want to confirm whether my Miss has contacted Morhust's side?"

Joan who knelt silently and heard the conversation was a little surprised because somehow both Morhust and Fertiphile side asked each other.

"We have already given a similar proposal, my lord. Right now our representative for the County of Morhust is also already kneeling before you."

Clotildy glanced at Joan and asked her to speak.

"My Lord, I am Joan de Rosse Orbelin, the County representative of Otilia for the County of Morhust permission to give a report. As My Lady had told us of the condition of our county, Oldest Young Master Morhust was concerned but because of the sacred call of Our Lord's Blessed King, His Majesty, My Lord is unable to provide assistance in the form of dispatching his troops."

"Huh .. so. It's becoming very risky. I've decided."

Before continuing, Alex sighed. He was ready to be flooded with interruptions.

"I, Alexander Ivanov Fertiphile, the Interim Governor of Fertiphile decided to personally go down to help our ally, the County of Otilia."

"My Lord!!"

As expected, all the officials even Alen shouted in shock.

"My Lord, please think again."

"My Lord, I am this lowly servant begging before your Majesty to withdraw the edict, My Lord."

"My Lord, ...."

as expected many officials were trying to convince Alex to retract his decision.

Alex raised his hand which signified that everyone should be quiet.

"I understand all of you're worried. But I have to emphasize this. Otilia is our ally and neighbor. His fall means a sign that we will be the next fief war target. We must stop the Marquess' ambition to expand her territory. Perhaps my presence will not yield significant results. But this is so much better than just sitting around watching our neighbors fight."

"My Lord ...."

Clotildy. He can't give anything in return.

"My Lady, don't worry. Even if I fall, it won't have any impact on the relationship between our two counties."

Clotildy's nose turned red, her gaze also began to unfocus. He did not expect that there were still other nobles who cared about his area. When he felt that everyone had turned away from them, only this person was willing to extend his hand to them.

"Hiks .. hiks ...."

Clotildy tried to hold back her tears. He did not want his cries to have any adverse impact on this region.

"My Lady ..."

Everyone, especially Joan who was kneeling became very worried.

She wanted to comfort her miss but when she was in this room, she should not behave impulsively.

Even Joan could also see from his sight the Fertiphile Eldest Young Master who was just staring at Clotildy in an indifferent gaze.

"My Lord, thank you very much, thank you very much, My Lord."

Clotildy suddenly knelt down. His face was covered with his palms as he held back his tears.

"Well, My Lady, it is best for you and the honourable gentlemen to rest first in my place. Alen will lead you. Thanks for the time."

"Thank you very much Lord!"

Joan and the other knights express their gratitude.

In the end they saw the Fertiphile Young Master standing up from his chair then walking out without even glancing at Clotildy in the slightest. Other high-ranking officials followed, leaving Clotildy, Joan, and her subordinates and a Chief Servant named Alen.

"My Lady, I'm permission to wait outside."

Alen gives grace to Joan.

Joan finally understood the decision of Young Master Fertiphile to come out first was to give them time to console Clotildy. So after Alen left and closed the door, Joan rushed up and hugged Clotildy.

Fellow women certainly have no problem to share sympathy with one another by hugging. But perhaps for those new here, they would wonder if it was ethical for a subordinate like Joan to hug their Miss? But thankfully no one suddenly snapped at Joan's behavior.

***

"My lord, I beg your Master to withdraw that order, my lord."

After all the meetings were over and the representatives from Otilia rested for a while at their place, Alex was facing the pleas of the county higher-ups. Particularly from this man, Sir Otto Lycurgus Fertiphile, Chief of County Security.

Sir Otto Lycurgus Fertiphile, 40 years old. The half-brother of the current count.

Otto is arguably one of the people besides Alen who cares a lot about Alex. That was most likely because Otto came from a similar background to Alex. But if Alex was born to a noble mother with concubine status, Otto was born from a servant who became a concubine. Their status is not the same.

Otto knew himself a long time ago. He did not want to participate in the succession struggle because in addition to his weak background, he was also not as strong as Harol in swordsmanship. But because of his honesty, Harol instead gave him a pretty high position in the county.

"Sir Otto is right, My Lord. You don't have to make a statement like this."

Alen who had led the guests to rest also said the same thing.

"Alen and Sir Otto, I understand your concerns. However I need to remind, I am not only the son of a mere noble but also the son of a count who holds one of the titles as the strongest swordsman in the kingdom. I want to keep that title forever."

"Mr ...."

Alex just looked indifferently at their worries.

"Alright, enough. Alen, call Regis, tell him that I'm going to war to keep Otilia. Are you still worried?"

Alen was shocked at the order. He was also unsure what Morhust's Eldest Young Master would do after hearing the news. But he obeyed to carry out the orders.

"My lord, please let me come with you."

But Otto was different. He was still worried about the safety of his nephew.

"If my Uncle comes along, will my Uncle no longer forbid me from leaving?"

"Yes my Lord. I'll take responsibility for your safety."

"Then all right, we've come to an agreement."