Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 240 Meeting

"Borg Needham, do you want to obtain the fief of the southwestern Kinnadze region?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Borg Needham, after graduating from the National Military Academy, you went to the Western Swamp to quell the rioting orcs, and then you switched to the Southern Legion to destroy the large pirate group 'Eight Claws'. Is it true?"

"Yes, my lord, when I was at the National Military Academy, my mentor Mr. Partridge gave me a lot of help, and introduced me to the Thirteenth Army after I graduated, and went to the Western Swamp..."

Cyril quietly listened to the questions being thrown by the ministers one by one, and the person who was asked stood up to answer.

This is actually like an interview in the workplace. The posture and tone of confidence in the answer will become bonus points.These people who are qualified to obtain titles all have certain real materials, even if they are just "tools" of the family, they have all been to real places to spend their money well, and they are definitely not parallel imports.

Most of them have already practiced in advance, and they are very proficient in introducing themselves one by one. After listening all the way, even Cyril felt that they were all qualified to obtain a fief.

After listening to more than a dozen people, only two people were stopped by the question, and they hesitated for a while and couldn't answer.Cyril glanced away, and saw that the minister sitting next to him, who seemed to be the Minister of the Interior, made a cross on the paper.

He doesn't have much sympathy for these people, after all, they are not civilians themselves - he seems to be the only one here who was born as a commoner.But considering his long ears, the identity of this commoner is not that simple.

Of course, these two are not the only ones who will be excluded in the end. There are more than a dozen candidates, but there are only five or six titles at most, and only one third have the chance to become a new nobleman.

The list quickly came to the end, and Darren Sherley's name was called first.Cyril felt Darren give him a hard look, and then stood up proudly.

"Darren Sherley, do you want to obtain a piece of... a fief around the Adelaide Sea?" The foreign minister, Blake Evans, asked the question.

"Yes, my lord, I think I have the qualifications." Darren said imposingly, his voice rumbled in the room.

"Hmm... to open up two deserted islands, and to win a long-term mineral order with Xinaowei Port, it seems that you are very capable in business..."

Darren watched old Black nod frequently, took a deep breath, and was about to follow what Black said, but saw the foreign minister slam the parchment in his hand on the table, and said sharply:
"Since you have such talent, why don't you just go to Adelaide Province and serve the country directly?"

"Ah..." Darren opened his mouth, apparently not expecting that Black would not follow the routine, but he was already prepared for such a question, and immediately answered:
"My lord, the jurisdiction of Adelaide Province is too wide, and there are too many things and places that need to be taken into account in an official position. The offshore area is where I can maximize my abilities. A fief can allow me to devote myself to governance. In less than three years, I will be able to build a caravan and escort fleet of sufficient scale on the Adelaide Sea, establish navigation with the southern waters, and drive the development of the Adelaide region."

He said it beautifully, without mentioning O'St Emma just across the Adelaide Sea.But as the foreign secretary, Black is most concerned about this.He was about to speak, but he heard a voice rushing ahead of him:

"Darren Sherley, what do you plan to do if O St. Emma intends to attack the coastal areas through the Adlai Sea?"

The speaker was the Secretary of State for War, Harry Ruskin.Black raised his eyebrows and glared at the military minister, but the other party didn't even look at him, and Darren had already begun to answer:
"I think the route has been stabilized at that time, and the fleet in the southern region can be mobilized at any time to come to support. What's more, I have extremely rich experience in naval management. The naval strength of Ao San Emma is far inferior to our southern region..."

Darren then talked about the military direction, and never gave Black a chance to ask questions. Black knew that the most worrying thing was that the power of the southern aristocrats was expanding wantonly in the Adelaide area with the power of St. Emma. , and even threatened La Rochelle in turn to gain more power.

Old Blake let out a long sigh, and leaned back on the back of the chair somewhat dejectedly.Apparently, the southern nobles had already colluded with the Minister of Military Affairs. Even if he had the opportunity to question this again, he would be extremely powerless in the face of Darren's well-prepared Adelaide Sea defense plan.

Darren finally saluted amidst applause, and his answer was so beautiful that even Kelsen couldn't help but nod.When he sat down, he did not forget to throw a provocative look at Cyril.

But the half-elf boy didn't even look at him. He rested his chin and kept thinking, like an outsider in this lively meeting atmosphere.

until a voice called his name.

"Cyril Adrian, do you want to obtain a fiefdom in the Amasir region?" The person who spoke was a finance-related official whose name, Cyril, could not be remembered.

He stood up, bowed and saluted: "Yes, my lord."

"You are a knight?"

"Yes."

"What about your service experience?" The official's voice suddenly raised a degree, and he shouted loudly: "You joined the reserve service of the Knights thirteen months ago, and now, thirteen months later, you are considered a Are you a knight? Still want a fief?"

As he spoke, he slammed the paper in his hand on the table and slid it in front of Cyril.Cyril glanced at it, and saw that compared with other people's information, his own achievements were pitifully small——

On it, it didn't even mention the important news of the northern Xinjiang war.Even the things related to the Gray God Sect, it is only written on it that "we will destroy the Gray God Sect along with the Yuanchu Church".

There is no doubt that this is a vilified resume. Compared with other people's experience, just looking at the content on this paper, he is not worthy of a knighthood at all—perhaps he is not worthy of the status of a knight ?
He frowned slightly, and glanced at Anastasia from the corner of his eye, only to find that the latter also frowned, obviously she didn't know about it.

And when he moved his eyes to the faces of Duke Marcellus and other southerners, what he saw were expressionless faces that were secretly happy and forced to pretend.

"His Royal Highness, is your prestige in Solkonan about to drop to negative value?"

He sighed in his heart. He thought that what he was facing would be a flood of questions. The group of nobles would try their best to find the questions on his resume, but who would have thought that the other party would simply leave his resume empty?

Even if the title is limited, the best way to compete for the title in the east is to attack the only opponent in the same position as much as possible, but such a scheming plan is too much?

Since you guys are doing such a great job, don't blame me for not keeping a low profile.

"Cyril Adrian, don't answer quickly! Who is it, and who recommended him?"

Hearing the officials' loud questioning and the soft accusations from the neutrals, Cyril slowly raised his head.

His gaze became sharp in an instant, and a gust of wind from nowhere rolled through the closed room and brushed against the skirts of those people.Except for the three people above, almost everyone trembled and stopped talking.

Then Cyril straightened his body, as if he was not a candidate, but was examining the people present, and spoke slowly:
"Although I don't know why my resume is blank, and I don't know who wants to make me look so shabby in front of other people."

"But since everyone wants to hear it, then I will properly report what I have done for the past half year—"

"Come on one by one!"

　It seems... Naoki Hansawa watched too much and was affected...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)