Late at night, among the many viscounts in the Roman Continent, the vast Tate Capital Political and Military Center, the Tate Capital Political and Military Hall was still brightly lit and guarded. However, the fortress had many servants who were flowing in the daytime during the fortress, and then there were many fewer officers.

In a spacious dark stone bedroom on the west corner of the second floor of the second floor of the Political Consultative Hall, Zhang Lisheng, who had just received a rich reception from Viscount Tatedu's assistant manager, opened his eyes and stared at the brazier that emitted the last trace of warmth above his head, thinking about winning the faith of Viscount Tatedu's breakthrough.

Suddenly, I heard a subtle "sweeping..." sound from the wall next to the extinguished fireplace, opposite the stone bed covered with thick animal skins.

He came back to his senses alertly, frowned and looked in the direction where the sound came. With his eyesight far beyond ordinary people, Zhang Lisheng saw an unexpected familiar face and sneaked out of a secret door that slid open in the stone wall. He tiptoed towards him, his heart moved and his eyes closed.

A few seconds later, he felt a cold and sweaty palm pressing on his mouth, and a slight and rapid shout came from his ear, "Disciple, distinguished guest, wake up, wake up..."

"Well, um..." Zhang Lisheng's body shook, pretending to be awakened from his sleep vividly. His covered mouth made a terrified sound. Then he heard the sound in his ears become more rapid, and he said in panic: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, distinguished guest, it's me, it's me, Hedland, Hedland.

I will let go of my hand now. Don’t shout, don’t speak loudly. Listen to me, Lord Viscount wants to see you."

"Sir Hedland, are you saying Viscount Tatedu wants to see me, now?" In the gloomy night, Zhang Lisheng opened his eyes wide and showed a look of surprise and said in a low voice.

"Yes. Guest, please come with me." Hedland nodded, not explaining anything more. He forced the black-haired young man who was rushing to put on his clothes and walked into the secret door of the bedroom wall with his hands and feet. He entered a dark corridor.

After walking along the corridor for a while, I don’t know how long I have been walking forward. The lord general of the “Tatdu” suddenly stopped, fumbled on the stone wall on the right for a while, triggered the mechanism, and opened another secret door.

A dim light penetrated into the dark corridor from the opening of the dark door. Zhang Lisheng stood behind Hedland, whispering in a strange expression, "Lord Hedland. Your memory is so good. Such a dark secret passage is not lost." He stretched his neck and looked at the source of the light, and suddenly he saw Viscount Tatedu's fat and tall body.

"Disciple, it is not an easy thing to be an assistant and private supervisor of a Roman Grand Lord and nobleman." Hedland's face exposed in the light light unconsciously showed a hint of emotion, "Disciple, please come in, Lord Viscount and Master Etvago have been waiting for you for a long time." He guided the black-haired young man behind him out of the secret door.

The secret door connects a small secret room, no more than twenty steps in length and width. Under the illumination of a copper basin with flames hanging from the low stone ceiling, the entire space seems mysterious and depressing.

"Researcher Zhang Bingqi, no. Now it's time to call you Director," lying on a mattress against the wall, Viscount Tatdou looked at the black-haired young man from another world who was hesitating to approach, saying as if nothing had happened: "The country you live in is really strange to the title of the superior person for us Romans.

But I know that the director is more noble than the researcher. Congratulations on your higher status, my friend."

"Oh, Lord Viscount, I live in a country where all people are equal, and there is no such thing as a superior person. So I think it is even more strange that Roman is completely ruled by powerful samurai class, cavalry captains, generals, and jazz...

I don't mean to offend you. I mean we live in a chaotic era. We have to accept a lot of new things at all times. Do you understand what I mean?

By the way, in fact, the status of researcher and director in my country is the same, the difference is one is the title and the other is the position...

Forget it, I'll explain to you how different they are. Anyway, thank you for your congratulations." Zhang Lisheng smiled nervously and said a lot of things, and finally asked, "But it's so late, is there anything you want to see me?"

"Of course, my friend," Tate said with a sincere look at the black-haired young man in another world: "I believe that you should have some premonition when you see me in such a secret room late at night.

Yes, although I am still the guardian of the entire territory under Tate, my situation is already very bad. It can even be said that I will definitely lose my title in the near future.

As a lord who once held the highest authority in the territory, once he abdicated, his fate is often not as simple as losing his power. It is very likely that the cemetery is the only destination."

"You must be telling a joke, Lord Viscount, haha..." Zhang Lisheng's mind flashed, and he vaguely grasped the context of some secret matters, but he said with a dry smile on the surface: "At noon today, the Great Staff Officer of Wemander also said that Tate has just won a victory that is rare in a century, and your enemy has been defeated by a crushing defeat..."

"It was this victory that brought me to a desperate situation, my friend," Tate's face flashed with an uncontrollable expression of grief and anger, and he lowered his voice and roared to interrupt the black-haired man's words, "It was this victory that made the most loyal minister who had been saved by me on the battlefield, who had been kind to me from the civilians, and restored his honor, choose to betray!"

"Master Viscount, what do you mean..." Zhang Lisheng pretended to be dumbfounded and stuttered.

"Director Zhang Bingqi," standing next to Viscount Tatedu, wearing a black robe, and because of his thinness, he looked extremely tall and almost resisting the ceiling. Hidden in the shadow of the flashing flame, Etvago suddenly spoke, calling the black-haired young man awkwardly, and said tactfully: "The rule of our Roman Continent is different from your world.

A territorial noble who cannot step onto the battlefield or even stands up with his own strength cannot rule his territory steadily without the protection of a powerful "upper lord".

Since Tate Duluo has completely won't have the protection of the 'upper lord' since he was completely defeated from Siloria three hundred years ago, he has lost the protection of the 'upper lord'. It can be said that he can save the lord for nearly three years after being injured. Now, after his younger brother Sir Hostan proved his value with a great victory, it is a luxury to not abdicate again."

"That's right, that's really bad. If this happens, can Tate continue to form an alliance with the earth? Why is it so late to find me? What can I do?" Zhang Lisheng confirmed his guess from the words of Tate's great wise man. He was ecstatic and asked incoherently.

"You may not be able to do it, but your fellow countrymen have, my friends," Tatt's eyes were greedy and eager to stare at the black-haired young man in fear, and said hoarsely: "My soldiers under him once witnessed with their own eyes when they attacked the Silorians who were escorting the Earth's mission that your fellow countrymen, who had magical powers, made several Silorian warriors who had been crushed and had their knees stood up again.

I need that magical power to heal my pain, as long as I can step onto the battlefield again, no, as long as I can stand up again, no one can take away the authority of 'Tatedu' from me."

"Miracle power, a magical power to treat severe trauma, I, I did hear that the Taoist researcher of the Bureau of Religious Affairs, the researcher can do this with magic..." As if intimidated by the gaze of Lord Tatedu, Zhang Lisheng took two steps back and said tremblingly, then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "Can you all this be planned by you?

You, you saved me and did so many things carefully. You are not planning to form an alliance with China in a sincere way, but want to cure your injuries."

"You're right, Researcher Zhang Bingqi," Seeing that the black-haired young man guessed the truth, Etvago didn't deny it, and said calmly and frankly: "All this is indeed a lie, strictly speaking.

Since you know that your compatriots have mastered the magical medical skills that were not available on the Roman continent, Lord Viscount ordered to make good Chinese people through various channels on the grounds that the despicable Silorians could not allow the despicable Silorians to enjoy the covenant with powerful countries in other worlds and accumulate strength. You are the beneficiary of the order that had just been issued for three days.

So it can be said that it is lies that saved your life and made your identity more noble. In the future, it will bring you more wealth and higher status. Think about it carefully, what's wrong with being cheated like this?"

"You fed me the poison and tricked me into using all kinds of relationships to open up the joints, and brought the Chinese mission. Now I say that this is nothing bad for me!" Zhang Lisheng covered his head and lowered his head and was silent for a while, and suddenly shouted, "How can I trust you, how can I trust you!

Who knows if I will turn from a noble guest into an ally of the damn Silorians after saving the Viscount, and should be beheaded and displayed..."

Hearing the roar of a young man from another world and thinking about what he meant, Lord Tatdou not only did not get angry or frustrated, but instead showed an ecstatic expression, "I will never do that, my dear friend, as long as you can make me stand up again, I will publicly swear with my ancestors' reputation and martial merits, and put you under my protection forever.

Please believe in my sincerity at this time. By the way, I promised you the status of Sir Roman, and then the territory will be enthroned to you tomorrow morning.

People like you who have won the title of "Grand" as a scholar and special merits like Master Etvago who have no obligation to step onto the battlefield will never be deposed by the "highest nobles", otherwise the foundation of the entire territory will be shaken." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!