The boy shouted full of emotion.
Of course, his thoughts and the words that came out were completely different.
�We do not think this is the time to be thinking about the festival.�
��What?�
�My Father. Duke Fredo-nim is a Duke of our Endable Kingdom.�
The boy shouted while his eyes were fired up with the thought of smacking the White Star around.
�Such a respected person! He was injured by that evil Cale Henituse bastard!�
The boy looked as if he was so angry that he was ready to beat Cale Henituse to a pulp at any moment.
The atmosphere in the grand assembly hall instantly changed.
�Hmm?�
�Huh?�
The eyes of the 96 noble awaiters started to cloud over one or two at a time.
��This might be a chance.�
An odd sense of desire filled the eyes of the people looking up at the platform.
Their gazes were very different than when Marquis Gersey was trying to pass the motion.
The reason that they were willing to sit down on this cold floor with a single cushion.
Duke Fredo had told Cale about it.
�My son. The noble awaiters trust that the White Star and the Endable Kingdom will become the strongest kingdom on the Eastern and Western continents combined.�
�Hmm. What do they need in order to get out of the awaiter position?�
Smile.
Fredo had smiled as he said the following.
�First, the Endable Kingdom must officially reveal itself to the world and dominate another kingdom. That is the only way for the kingdom to increase its territory and require new nobles and administrators to maintain it.�
�And?�
�Second, they need merits from each individual awaiter. They must stand out on the battlefield. That�s the way to get the White Star to choose them as the next noble.�
Cale�s eyes flashed as he recalled Fredo�s words.
�My son. The noble awaiters have waited a minimum of five years and a maximum of twenty years for their moment to become a noble.�
Cale had laughed at that as he responded.
�I�m sure that they�re tired of waiting.�
�Probably?�
�I guess they�re waiting for someone to start an all-out war?� JrNovels.com