Chapter 322: The Moral of the Story
The young lady had very obviously become anxious.
Saroma's breathing accelerated. She shook her head subconsciously. "But, Count, no…"
But her hesitation only lasted for a few seconds. The archduchess raised her head again and steadied her tone.
"Count Nazaire, you do not understand," she was rambling slightly, but her words contained an unyielding attitude. Lisban could not refrain himself from frowning as a result. "I swear… I am requesting for everyone to give me some time. I can definitely solve this issue. Whether it is Constellation's army or anything else… Prince Thales is of extraordinary value. He was our comrade six years ago. We cannot bite the hand that fed us!"
Thales shuddered all of a sudden!
After those words were spoken, the whole hall seemed to turn cold in an instant.
Count Lisban heaved a heavy sigh. As for Nazaire, his expression turned extremely unpleasant.
The other counts had similar reactions. More and more Northland