"The current situation, I believe the four royal uncles are already aware of. May I know your esteed views?"
The young man is the present king of the Black Pine League, known as Declan Marsh.
Three years ago, the forr king Dorian Marsh passed away, and Declan Marsh ascended the throne as the Crown Prince.
Becoming the new king of the Black Pine League.
The four n by the fireplace are his uncles.
Due to Declan Marsh’s youth, and the Black Pine League’s vast territory, nurous personnel, and complex internal mber composition, Dorian Marsh entrusted these four to assist Declan in handling affairs before his death.
For the past three years, regardless of the size of the matter, it must be approved by the four before political orders could pass.
This is not because the four are greedy for power, but because the Black Pine League’s situation is complex, requiring the cooperation of four to stabilize the situation.
"What does Your Majesty an?"
Atticus Marsh, dressed in white, spoke leisurely, a constant smile on his face.
"I..." Declan Marsh replied sowhat awkwardly, "This matter is of great importance, I’m unsure how to handle it. Everything, I listen to the wisdom of my four royal uncles."
The Black Pine League holds a millennia-long history and is a significant presence within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!
Now, a decision impacting future fate must be made.
Declan Marsh dares not speak rashly.
He understands his youth and lack of thorough insight into the situation.
"Speak without fear." Konrad Marsh nodded, stood up and walked behind Declan Marsh, "Everyone is discussing, Your Majesty’s opinion can likewise be put forward."
Unlike other part alliances, Black Pine League is composed of multiple confederations.
The most influential within the league are the three patriarchs.
The royal family needs these families to counterbalance the others, yet dislikes the oversight of the three.
Fortunately, the four Marsh family masters enabled Declan Marsh’s ascension smoothly.
"True, only when we have agreed can we talk with those three families. Your Majesty, this is our private eting, speak freely." Hayden Marsh leaned on the chair, crossed his legs, brushing off the dust from his trousers.
"If the Saint Master were still here, we should be loyal to the Saint Master. Regardless, Cold Nelson’s claim is improper. As a junior, I dare to say that the Saint Master’s resurgence opportunity is vast."
Declan Marsh spoke respectfully.
"Haha, indeed." Hercules Marsh raised a thumb in approval, "I also thought so when chatting with your three uncles. But one thing, you might not know."
"What?" Declan Marsh asked curiously. "Have the uncles heard whispers?"
"Correct!"
Hayden Marsh gestured, all the servants withdrew from the room.
Leaving just the five of them.
"You might find it absurd as I tell." Hayden Marsh shook his head, "Boulevard Mountain’s Saint Master, is actually fake!"
"Fake?"
Declan Marsh was sowhat surprised, "Can the Saint Master be fake? Has Caldwell Family not discovered this? Han Caldwell caused such a commotion, summoned so many Martial Artists, and didn’t even verify?"
Boulevard Mountain was rallying for the restoration of the Saint Master’s order, to expel Cold Nelson.
If the Saint Master is a fake, it is unworthy of the na, Cold Caldwell would surely collapse!
All hesitant part alliances would surely stand against Boulevard Mountain.
Compared to pledging allegiance to a false Saint Master, they’d rather support Cold Nelson.
After all, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance would not allow outsiders from Boulevard Mountain to interfere in their matters.
"We’ve investigated, this is very likely true," Atticus Marsh sighed, sowhat helplessly, "It appears Cold Caldwell is ambitious, casually concocting a fake Saint Master, wanting to mimic Ember Falls."
"But with so many Martial Artists in Boulevard Mountain, has no one noticed?" Declan Marsh found this hard to believe.
"Since Cold Caldwell made this decision, he would ensure it’s foolproof. At least before overtaking Demarco Mount, this won’t be exposed," Hayden Marsh explained.
Black Pine League being a major alliance, about to beco the main battlefield, faces intense intelligence collection from two forces.
In fact, before Boulevard Mountain Martial Artists set out, Black Pine League had discussed internally.
But the disagreents were so vast, consensus was difficult.
Now, the four gathered here intending to formulate a relatively stable strategy.
The primary goal is to safeguard Neolle Leocadia’s interest.
Regarding the other three families, if we could use this opportunity to reshuffle them, all the better.
"Royal uncle, how did you co upon such a secretive ssage?" Declan Marsh was sowhat surprised, if this news were leaked, it would be a bombshell!
Cold Caldwell’s reputation would instantly crumble.
"If the news is true, I’ll imdiately send people to spread it everywhere; we can make Boulevard Mountain’s forces collapse without a fight!" Declan Marsh was sowhat excited.
Originally expecting a major battle, now it seems it could be resolved without any difficulty.
"Why spread it out?" Konrad Marsh shook his head, "Don’t disclose this matter."
"Royal uncle, why are we hesitating with such a good opportunity?" Declan Marsh stood up, asking puzzledly, "Are we going to help Cold Caldwell?"
"Not at all! That clown, why help him? Give a reason, tell , what good it does us?" Konrad Marsh pointed at Declan Marsh, saying calmly, "Sit down, young man, you are too impatient."
Declan Marsh reluctantly sat, waiting for his uncles to speak.
"Rember, the world does not contain the word loyalty. What exists is interest! If you spread this matter, Cold Caldwell would surely fail, but what do we gain? Nothing, aside from a few complints from Cold Nelson." Konrad Marsh patiently explained.
"But... but what should we do?"
The young Declan Marsh began to get composed upon hearing this.
Indeed, he was too rash.
"Currently obstructing both you and further developnt of Black Pine League, are rely the three major families. Yet, at present, we cannot do without the three families. If we can use this opportunity to eliminate both the three families and hidden dangers, Black Pine League will only grow stronger in the future."
Atticus Marsh ntioned the three families, feeling frustrated.
These families were key ministers years ago, continually growing within their domains, forming an unshakeable trend.
Moreover, the three families lie on borders with external alliances.
If they were eradicated swiftly, Black Pine League would lose vast regions and suffer greatly.
"Saintess Tompson, co in."
Hayden Marsh suddenly spoke.
The door was pushed open.
A woman dressed in a purple robe entered gracefully.
"Who is this..." Declan Marsh carefully observed, having no recollection.
"Allow to introduce." Hayden Marsh stood, pointing at the woman, "Lillian Tompson, Saintess of the Ghost Martial Tribe. The fake Saint Master news was transmitted from the Caldwell Family by Ghost Martial Tribe informants. This ti, we decided to cooperate with the Ghost Martial Tribe."
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Lillian Tompson bowed slightly, her expression sowhat cold.
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