The lord of Dorez City is named Gotra Hyde, sixteen years old this year. His family has a long history that is no less than the royal family of Dylan Kingdom, and has had intermarriages with the royal family.
However, although the Hyde family now controls a considerable territory, their population has become increasingly withered from generation to generation. By the time of the Gorat generation, the entire Hyde family was only sixteen-year-old Gorat himself.
But these did not affect the dominance of the young lord. He was loyal… or in other words, the seemingly loyal minister was responsible for internal affairs, and a loyal and brave knight commander handled military affairs. The most important thing was that the asylum found in their family, the thirteenth-level formal dwarf warrior Bahange, was still alive. All of these allowed the city of Doraz to maintain its stability……The premise was that there were no unbearable surprises!
However, what else can be more surprising than an epidemic with a wide range of impacts and rapid spread?
Gorat was shouted from the warm big bed by the maid before dawn today, because the ministers had important matters to discuss, which surprised and even annoyed Gorat, who had not paid attention to the internal affairs for nearly a month. In his opinion, nothing could be more important than his three newly acquired beautiful little maids.
Under the service of several maid servants, Gorat wore a robe that was so gorgeous that it was heavy, filled the sachets that had been used for only one day with precious spices from the nobles. Finally, he impatiently ate some of the already greasy “delicacies of mountains and seas”. By the way, he pushed several little maids into the pond and watched them cry for help for fun. Until the internal affairs official reminded the ministers again that they had been waiting for a long time, Gorat, who was still having fun, walked towards the Government Affairs Office without any haste, surrounded by a group of servants.
The Government Affairs Hall is located on the second floor of the central castle of Dolez. The whole room is filled with a strong aristocratic style, with various gold-plated decorations and luxurious accessories making this hall more like a dance venue than a place to deal with government affairs.
In fact, no one is here for most of the time. All government affairs are handled by the Minister of Home Affairs Hurt in his residence. The sixteen-year-old lord Gorat ignored the so-called government affairs except for being with a group of little maids all day long.
On this day, the luxurious hall had a rare solemn atmosphere. Golat, who was sitting on the throne of the lord, even felt the heaviness of “the storm is coming and the wind is filling the building”.
“Your Highness, recently, a large-scale epidemic has occurred in the city of Dorazi and its affiliated villages and towns. A large number of sick mobs are heading to Dorazi. For the safety of the people in the city, I hope the city lord will close the city gates as soon as possible to prevent the mob from entering the city.”
A vulgar and hunched old man walked out of the team in a small step, and spoke out the situation of the plague in a tone that seemed to be discussed and suggested, which was actually closer to direct order. As Home Secretary, Hurt’sThe behavior can be said to have almost no regard for Gorat.
But Gorat did not mind Het’s words and deeds. This minister was a teacher of various noble knowledge of Gorat since he was a child. For young lords who had no opinion, it was completely natural to follow the other party’s “suggestions”.
Under Hut’s unquestionable “suggestion”, Golat only looked around symbolically at the ministers who bowed their heads and said nothing, and then planned to agree with Hut’s suggestion without hesitation. He is still thinking about “possessing” the newly collected little maid yesterday when he goes back!
But just as Gorat’s mouth was halfway open, a loud voice came from the entrance of the hall.
“No, Your Highness, Lord.”
Accompanied by a clear and loud voice, a mighty and rigid middle-aged knight strode into the chamber. The golden armor shone brightly, and the military boots wrapped in armor stepped on the exquisite carpet, and the sound of metal friction made clangs. Until he walked to Gorat, the knight raised his red cloak handsomely, and with a crisp clang sound, the mighty knight half-kneeled on the carpet and gave a perfect knight’s salute.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his serious face without a trace of beard, stared at Hutt next to him with a burning gaze, and scolded him without mercy in front of all the ministers.
“Hert, you actually asked His Highness to keep the people from the lord and watch the thousands of people die. Where did you take the reputation and family precepts of the Hyde family, and where did His Highness the Lord?”
Faced with the questioning of the knight, Heter couldn’t help but take a step back, and then immediately reacted. His eyes were filled with hatred, but he didn’t answer the words of the knight at all.
“Captain Keskars, now is the time to discuss matters. You are already a rebellious person to be late regardless of your duties. Now you are interrupting His Highness’s discussion. Is this what you call the chivalrous spirit?”
Knight Keskather completely ignored Hutt’s doubts and did not explain why he was late. He looked at the lord as if he had not heard Hutt’s question at all, and said his “suggestions” strongly.
“Lord, not only is there a sudden outbreak of plague now, but there is also a cult that is rampant, and they force…”