Chapter: 1667

The southwest region�s Duchess Gyerre.

One of those individuals, Marquis Ailan, who was the head of the household known for being the greatest martial arts family in the Roan Kingdom, was already present. He quietly looked down at the circular hall.

�Marquis-nim.�

One noble approached him and started to speak. His voice was full of scorn.

�It looks like the Gyerre household has moved as well.�

The noble looked toward Duchess Sonata who was at the center of the southwest region�s faction members. The old Duchess was sitting there with her mouth closed. Although she had said that she was handing the position over to her grandson, it did not seem to have happened yet.

�She claimed to have locked the gates after the slave trade was discovered, but still showed up here in the face of benefits.�

This was the reason for the scorn in the noble�s eyes.


Although it was hush-hush, may of the nobles knew about the Gyerre household�s vassal�s involvement in the slave trade. That was why they had all mocked the Duchess when she said she was going to lock the gates with her tail tucked between her legs.

However, Duchess Gyerre had shown up in order to be involved in the central region�s politics again.

Another noble interjected into the conversation that this noble was having with Marquis Ailan.

�Would she want to relinquish this chance to earn another source of strength? They probably could not sit still knowing that this war will be the door to the emergence of a new power.�

The noble continued to speak.

�Look, even the new head of the Stan household, who had been quiet up until now, is here at this Grand Nobles Meeting.�

The man he was pointing to looked gentle and weak.

Although he had once lost the position, Taylor Stan had returned in order to take control of the household. He was sitting in a side with the northwest region�s nobles.

�All of the central faction�s nobles are here as well. It�s been a while since we�ve all gathered together like this.�

The noble whose face was full of greed almost whispered to Marquis Ailan.

�We must take control of the northeast region at all cost this time. We absolutely must suppress that commander. We need to do it now before he gains any more strength.�

The noble said that as he observed Marquis Ailan�s expression.

It was stoic as usual. That made the noble relieved.

The Marquis started to speak at that moment.

�It doesn�t look like anybody is coming from the northeast region.�

All of the factions had gathered together. JrNovels.com