Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 167 New Pattern

Mia remained in a coma for several days, and as Aisha's spies continued to bring back news about Doronso, Carl gradually figured out what was going on. Mia's uncle, Baron Gamond, had rebelled. Ever since Yasha and the other two were captured by him, Doronso had fallen into a power vacuum. The old nobles had long been dissatisfied with this earl who was like a decoration, and then, at the instigation of Gamond Doronso, they finally drove her out of Snow Rock City.

But isn't such a rebellion a bit too mindless and hasty? Can they gain power just by driving her out of the castle? After all, Mia is the legitimate ruler of Torrentso.

In response, Aisha told him the latest news:

"They were planning to execute her secretly. But the soldier in charge was soft-hearted and didn't do it directly. Instead, he dumped her in the wilderness."

Then she stumbled to her own territory. What kind of fairy tale plot is this? Karl couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart. Although this usurpation was reasonable, it felt too simple. A legitimate ruler who had not committed any major faults and had always been in power, although the actual owner of that power was actually Yasha, could he really be overthrown so easily? The layout that needed to be made was definitely not something that could be completed overnight. Yasha and his men had been in charge of Torrentso for so many years. Even if they were defeated and captured now, their rule would not collapse immediately. For example, the guards in the main city were most likely loyal to Mia. And they controlled the defense of the capital. If these people could not be dealt with, the so-called usurpation of power would be a joke.

"So, how did he deal with the Capital Guards?" Carl muttered to himself.

But Aisha suddenly said:

"He killed them all."

"What?" Carl showed an incredible expression.

But I heard Aisha say again:

"I only heard some general information. Ever since Yasha was defeated, Mia has been shouting that she wants to rescue the people or she will chop off everyone's heads. Then she ordered her guards to start killing people at will in the city."

"What?" Carl was shocked again, but this style was quite similar to what Mia would do. However, would the subordinates really follow such a ridiculous order?

"After that, Gammond heard about this and took people to stop it. At that time, Snow Rock City was in chaos. The city guards were completely bloodthirsty. The citizens banded together to fight in order to protect themselves. Then someone opened the city gate for Gammond, allowing his troops to enter the city."

"Do you know who opened the city gate for him?" Carl asked.

Elsa shook her head.

The plot after that is very simple. After entering the city, Gammond is like a hero. His troops, together with the citizens of Snow Rock City, kill all of Mia's guards and then take control of the castle. As a ridiculous tyrant, Mia is pushed down from the position of lord. What a story of a hero saving the city. Carl doesn't believe it at all, even though Mia's character seems to be able to do such a ridiculous thing...but the people below are not fools.

But the problem is, the riot really happened. Aisha's spies were at the scene and saw with their own eyes Mia's guards rushing out of the main city, hacking down anyone they saw. Each one of them turned into a bloodthirsty monster with no humanity at all.

So what happened? He couldn't figure it out, so he gave up. Never mind, Mia would know when she woke up and asked. But then again, with her IQ, could she really tell me anything? But after all, this was someone else's territory, and it didn't seem to have much to do with him. Thinking of this, he stopped worrying about it and focused on future development again.

In the hall of the Snow Rock Castle in the Earldom of Doronso, Baron Gamond Doronso was standing in front of the Lord's throne. He stared blankly at the chair, the chair that symbolized power. Now he was in front of it, and he could sit on it anytime he wanted.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. It should have belonged to him a long time ago. In the whole of Torrentso, he was the only one who was truly qualified to sit here, not that female idiot, a fool who knew nothing, who had snatched away the position that belonged to him just because of the damn inheritance system.

Fortunately, it was all over. In the end, God was fair. The idiot was finally driven away. Now he was the real master of Torrenso. He gently stroked the armrest of the chair, enjoying the happiness of the moment.

Then he saw the crow, which cried shrilly, then landed on the chair, tilted its head, and looked at him curiously. He waved his hand to chase it away, but saw another one fly in and land on the armrest, followed by the third, the fourth, and more and more, pouring into the hall, circling above his head, like a dark cloud, screaming continuously.

He looked at the scene in horror until a hand was placed on him from behind. It was a skinny hand with long and thin fingers with obvious joints and nails like bird claws.

He screamed and turned around to look at the owner of the hand: the man was wearing a black robe, a black hood covering his entire face, holding a dead wooden staff in his hand, and walking with a staggering gait and a limp.

Gamond instinctively took two steps back and then said:

"You scared me. There was no need for you to show up like this."

The man in black robe just smiled, then reached out to touch the lord's throne:

"A ruler needs to have a strong psychological quality. Only in this way can he convince his subjects."

"I don't need you to teach me what to do. What are you here for this time?" Gammond asked again. There was a hint of unkindness in his tone, but more of fear.

"I helped you get what you wanted, and this is your attitude?" the man said slowly, his voice hoarse and without any emotion, but it made Gamond feel creepy.

The latter swallowed his saliva and then said:

"I took over Snow Rock City on my own!"

"Really? If the local guards hadn't gone crazy and attacked the citizens..."

"Enough~" Gammond interrupted the other party. The other party was right. The guards of Snow Rock City suddenly began to attack citizens without reason. The series of chaos gave him an opportunity. Although he said to others that it was Mia's ridiculous order, in fact, even he himself didn't know what was going on. Could it be that the man in front of him was really behind it, but how could it be possible? How did he do it?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He simply stopped thinking about it and changed the subject:

"Let's get down to business."

"Okay~" The man in black robe nodded and continued, "The Prime Minister is very dissatisfied with you."

"Ah? Why?" Gammond looked confused.

"Why?" The man in black robe laughed, "Mia Dorenzo is not dead. She is now under the protection of Carl in Morgan County."

"What? How is this possible? I clearly..." Upon hearing this, Gamond immediately showed a panic expression, "Damn it, those traitors, how dare they disobey my orders!"

"Hmph, you can't even kill a person." The man in black robe snorted coldly, with disdain in his tone.

"What should I do next?" Gamond shouted in panic, "The Prime Minister will help me, you can't just ignore me!"

"We will help if we can, but you must also understand that there is an agreement between you and the king, so you can't go too far." The man in black robe said again, "You have to find a way to solve your own mistakes."

"This...this...what should I do~" said Gamond and sat down on the ground.

The man in black robes looked at his embarrassment and shook his head helplessly. After all, this man's ability was just like that. He was not the best choice, but it didn't matter. If he could be used, he would be used. If he couldn't be used, he would be abandoned. Besides, there was more than one person in the North. There was the White Knight Sirod and Campbell Dao. There were plenty of allies.

The most important thing now is that the king has allowed Aaron to interfere in the affairs of the North. The last obstacle has been removed and their plan can be implemented.

One of his eyes began to glow slightly, and the scene in the king's study two weeks ago appeared in his vision.

Two weeks ago in the capital, King Philip was sitting on a chair, looking at the news from the North. He was in a daze. After a long time, he slowly spoke:

"Karl has surrendered to the Great Khan and is heading south with his nomadic cavalry, preparing to annex the kingdom! What should we do?"

Next to him was Prime Minister Aaron, who spoke at the same speed:

"Who gave this information?"

"It's Count Siloed," Philip replied. "What's the problem?"

"The news is questionable." Aaron suddenly replied after thinking for a while.

"Do you want to cover up for Karl again?" Philip immediately showed a look of distrust.

"I'm preventing Your Majesty from making mistakes." Aaron said as always.

"Prevent me from making mistakes?" Philip's face was full of confusion.

"What does Your Majesty plan to do? If you send troops to suppress it, even if it is fake, it will become true." Aaron continued.

"What if it's true? Am I just going to sit back and watch and let the situation get worse?" The king shouted excitedly, and then sighed, "Besides, even if it's false, the North is already in chaos. How can we deal with it~"

"This matter does need someone to take care of it, but it cannot be done by Your Majesty. As I said, if Your Majesty shows up, even the fake will become real." Aaron continued.

King Philip's eyes suddenly became sharp:

"Is this your purpose? You want to interfere in the North in an open and aboveboard manner. Do you think I will agree?"

"It doesn't matter whether Your Majesty agrees or not, but the problem is that someone needs to solve the problem, otherwise the North will continue to be in war. If Your Majesty is worried, you can hand it over to the other two dukes. I am just offering some well-intentioned advice." Aaron continued.

"Hmph~" Philip snorted coldly, then turned his head away. After a long time, he slowly said, "You must guarantee three points."

"Your Majesty, please speak~" Aaron lowered his head and listened.

"One, you cannot occupy any territory in the North."

"Yes, sir." Aaron replied.

"Second, the duke of the Northern Territory can only be selected from the local lords in the Northern Territory after this."

"That's natural." Aaron replied again.

"Third, after the mission is completed, all your people must be withdrawn. No troops may be stationed in the North."

"Yes, sir~" Aaron replied again.

The scene ended here, the light in his eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face:

"You did it, Aaron. From now on, the North is ours!"