This time, Ryan returned to Ordis just a routine trip home to visit his parents, but he didn't expect to get so much important information from this trip.

Duke Kane has not told Ryan all his plans and secretly set up, but he promised to gradually reveal most of the power he possessed to him later.

"With so much information obtained today, I hope you can gradually find your own 'Duke of Kane' in the future."

Mr. Kane said to Ryan earnestly, "I know you do not agree with the family's merciful wishes, and do not want to see the world fall into turmoil."

"But as Miss Witch said, the role of personal will can play in this intensely changing era is very weak."

"Just like the night of ignorance in the Dark Age, if you want to survive, people can only gather together to keep warm, blend their wills together to overcome difficulties."

"Since you are born in the Kane family, the blood of Yanor and Kane family is already flowing in your blood, and you will inevitably bear the responsibilities that this bloodline has given you."

"How should we guide the direction of the family and even the empire in the future... I hope you can give me a clear answer after gradually seeing the truth."

Ryan lay on his long-lost big bed, looking out the window with stars and starry night sky.

Originally, he thought that his mind would be confused for a while when he suddenly heard these big secrets.

But perhaps he had gradually heard a lot of information about the world from different people before, and now he is more calmer than he imagined.

"Is your own Duke Kane's Road...?"

"What can I do in the current situation where civil wars are breaking out?"

"My father has made all the preparations on the outside, and what he is waiting for is nothing more than a suitable time."

"But due to the limited understanding of the inner world, the father and even everyone in the aristocratic alliance may not have completely access to the core of the incident."

"That iron-blooded prime minister...what is he planning, why do he try every means to lure the civil war out?"

"What is the 'fighting' of the gods?"

Ryan seemed to have 100,000 Whys in his mind. Although he was not sure where his father and Prime Minister Osborne had calculated, he instinctively felt that his father should not be able to play with the Iron Blood Prime Minister.

"The amount of information you have is different... With the support of the emperor, the prime minister instructed the Imperial Intelligence Agency to collect intelligence and could almost unimpeded the secrets of the empire and even neighboring countries in his hands."

"The intelligence my father could obtain was limited to the territory managed by the four nobles. The information about the inner world came completely from the vague Weita. If this continues... it might not be good."

"Oh~"

Ryan sat up from the bed helplessly, and he irritated his gold into a chicken coop.

"If Miltiolu were here, she had her ability to calculate, maybe she could find some clues from this chaotic clue, but..."

Ryan lay back on the bed and said relievedly, "Forget it, that child is not yet the age to bear pressure. Besides, the brother should shelter her sister from birth, so work hard!"

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The next morning, after breakfast, Ryan said goodbye to his father who was eagerly anticipated and reluctant to leave him, and boarded the Unicorn Lion at Ordis Airport to prepare for return.

Although his father gave him time to travel around the empire, in this sensitive period, as the son of the duke, he drove an airship around the empire in an airship, which would attract a lot of unnecessary attention.

Both his father and Prime Minister Osborne were ready to go to war at any time, and the part he could intervene was very limited.

What Ryan is thinking now is the situation after the war. In this inevitable civil war, if the noble alliance with his father wins in the end, then it is natural that everything is easy to say. At most, there will be some differences with the other three nobles in terms of the spoils.

But once his skills are not as good as others, he loses to the Iron-blooded Prime Minister... what Ryan thinks is how to protect his family under the foreseeable extreme suppression in the future.

He was not worried about his father's life and death. As a great nobleman in the empire, as long as he did not directly commit acts of tyrannical acts such as killing the emperor, the imperial law's privilege on the nobles could save his life.

At most, he was confined to his own Duke City Pavilion and not allowed to participate in any matters. This was equivalent to a disguised jail, but the location was lightly placed in his home.

The problem afterwards is the top priority. Once the aristocratic alliance fails, Prime Minister Osborne's previous actions will definitely increase the oppression of the aristocratic forces.

The most important thing is the independent tax system of the nobles' territorial states. As long as this noble lifeline is reduced, the nobles whose income is greatly reduced will be greatly restricted, whether it is the arms in the territory or the allocation of various materials.

If you continue to move forward, you may even be unable to maintain the security of your own country. At this time, Osborne sent regular troops to "aid" on the grounds that the nobles could not protect the people...

"Ha~" Ryan sneered in the airship cabin. "Will you kill us so easily? Maybe it's time to consider the so-called third way of the big scoundrel."

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When Ryan returned to Kezhou, it was already on the morning of April 27. After returning home, he learned from Bremer that Lisha had gone to the Rainbow Theatre, and that Qiya was escorted to Sunday school by Zeit.

"Miss Qiya seems to be a little dissatisfied with your postponement of your return. After school in the afternoon, please give me more comfort."

Ryan spread his hands speechlessly, "Bremer... I feel like Qiya has bought you all during this period. Where is my status at home?"

Bremeryun lowered his head slightly and said, "Young Master is joking. Of course, you are still the head of this family. Please forgive me for your mistake."

Ryan smiled and patted Bremer on the shoulder, "It's okay, just a joke, don't take it seriously, and I don't have the right to say to you myself."

After sorting out the small amount of luggage, Ryan immediately came to the East Street Guerrilla Association to report.

The founding anniversary seems to have over-expended the tourism potential of Kezhou. There have been fewer people coming here to travel recently. In addition to the efforts of Estil, Joshuya and support Coke, Kezhou guerrillas have been relatively idle recently.

When Ryan returned to the association, Aolia and Lin Zhengbai were bored to choose tasks in front of the terminal.

After saying hello to the two seniors, Ryan walked to the counter and sat down and asked, "How is it? Is the situation changing?"

"No." Michelle shrugged and said, "The Commander still doesn't get in. It seems that he can't convince him from the formal channels."

"Tsk...well." Ryan stood up again and said, "I'll go and talk to Mayor McDowell now, hoping that he can put some pressure on Halterman from it."

"By the way!" Before leaving the door, Ryan suddenly remembered something. He turned to Michelle and asked, "Has Earl Earl Eagle left?"

"Well, I just left this morning, just an hour before you came back."

Michelle gloated and said, "It seems that the arrival of that count has caused disunity among the Imperial Party members, and there have been many people among the celebrities in Kezhou who support Mayor McDowell's re-election."
Chapter completed!