Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste
Chapter 53 Blackwood Uncle and Nephew

Chapter 53: Chapter 53 Blackwood Uncle and Nephew

"No, when the flag captain is absent, the flag team is commanded by the vice officer. As the flag bearer, I do not have command responsibilities," Samantha explained to Perfikot, then she frowned and asked strangely, "Sir Blackwood should have contacted you at once. Even if your steward was responsible for this matter, he should have officially visited you. Have you not met him?"

Upon hearing Samantha’s explanation, Perfikot understood what was going on and raised an eyebrow, "The Blackwood Clan? I see. It seems they still haven’t given up!"

Samantha, hearing Perfikot say this, immediately understood that there was definitely a feud between her and the Blackwood Clan.

However, just as she wanted to say something, an Imperial Guard Knight wearing the same knight’s ceremonial dress approached, followed by another knight in similar attire and two attendants. With them was Theodore Blackwood, dressed in military dress.

The same nobleman who previously wanted to forcefully marry Perfikot, eyeing the Brandlis Clan title.

At this moment, Perfikot looked up and saw that the Imperial Guard Knight bore many similarities in appearance to Theodore, enough to judge that this was indeed Sir Blackwood.

Regarding this person, Perfikot instinctively felt a sense of danger.

Compared to Theodore by his side, although their appearances were similar, this person had a sinister quality that Theodore lacked, resembling a wolf.

As for Theodore, to put it bluntly, he was not even as good as a dog.

While Perfikot cautiously observed these people, contemplating their intentions, Sir Blackwood pushed Theodore in front of Perfikot and then spoke, "You must be Miss Brandelis, right? I am Beckett Blackwood, once honored by the grace of Her Majesty the Empress, granted the title of knight. My brother is currently the head of the Blake Clan and the Viscount Blackwood."

Looking at Beckett Blackwood, who introduced himself with an arrogant attitude, Perfikot suddenly understood how Theodore developed such an obnoxious character.

Having such an uncle, it’s hard to say that being annoying isn’t a family trait.

However, Perfikot did not speak at this moment, merely raised her glass slightly as an indication that she had heard.

Considering her status and title, such a gesture, though slightly impolite, posed no problem.

But clearly, a trace of displeasure crossed Beckett’s face, as he seemed very unhappy about being treated this way.

However, he quickly suppressed his emotions and forced a fake smile, patting Theodore on the back and saying to Perfikot, "Perfikot, may I call you that? I heard there was some misunderstanding between you and my nephew. He has realized his mistake, so I specially brought him here to apologize to you. I hope you can forgive his previous offense and grant our Blackwood Clan some face."

After speaking, he pat Theodore again, prompting him to apologize to Perfikot.

Theodore, under his uncle’s urging, hastily bowed his head and said to Perfikot, "I’m sorry, Perfikot. I was rude before. Please accept my apology and forgive my imprudence."

Faced with Theodore bowing his head and Beckett’s fake smile by the side, Perfikot’s brows furrowed suddenly, clearly in a very bad mood.

However, she did not lose her temper but quickly relaxed her brow, coldly looking at the uncle and nephew of the Blackwood Clan and saying in a very indifferent tone, "If this is your apology, then I do not accept."

Perfikot’s words immediately changed the expressions of the Blackwood uncle and nephew, with Beckett’s fake smile instantly turning into a sinister look.

Beside them, Theodore showed a stunned expression, turning to his uncle with an unanticipated look.

"May I ask why? Is it that, Perfikot, you are unwilling to grant our Blackwood Clan some face?" Beckett’s voice was very deep, almost like a wolf growling in a low tone.

"First of all, please address me as Lady Brandelis. We are not that familiar. In public, please address an imperial Baron lady in a manner that conforms to noble etiquette," Perfikot stated with a facial expression that clearly refused any acquaintance, "Also, what have I done to warrant such disrespect from your Blackwood Clan?

First, your nephew attempted to seize the title of my Brandelis Clan, and tried to tarnish the precious reputation of a young lady!

And you, as the Imperial Guard Knight responsible for my protection, did not come to see me before departure, nor did you show me any respect or regard. All I felt from you was contempt towards me, a de facto imperial Baron lady!

Now you portray familiarity with me, trying to force me to accept your so-called apology from the Blackwood Clan under pressure! I feel no sincerity in apology whatsoever!

If this is the way your Blackwood Clan apologizes, then I refuse to accept it, and I will never accept it in the future!"

Saying this, Perfikot turned to the old butler who had arrived upon hearing the news, "Fu Grandpa, go to my room and bring the special full authority authorization granted by Her Majesty the Empress. I will dismiss Beckett Blackwood from all his duties within the investigation group on behalf of the Empress!

The Imperial Guard Knight responsibility will temporarily be handed over to Knight Samantha Field. I trust none from the Blackwood Clan, nor do I wish to accept their protection!

Inform the escort ship to send these two back to home territory and have the Military Department replace them with others! I would rather wait a week at sea than see these two go to the New Continent with me!"

After finishing, Perfikot heavily smashed the wine glass onto the tray held by the attendant and left with Beifa.

The expressions on the faces of the Blackwood uncle and nephew left behind were grim enough to scrape off two pounds of frost, but it was clear that at this moment they had no means to counteract Perfikot’s series of maneuvers.

Granted with special full authority by the Empress herself, the weight of this privilege is exceedingly heavy. According to the traditions of the Victor Empire, Perfikot, even if she were to kill them now, no one could stop her or voice objections.

Within the scope of the special full authority, Perfikot represents the Empress personally and can stand above the imperial law.