Viscount Auston's scrutinizing gaze roamed Colin's body for a long time.
However, he quickly put on a sincere smile and said, "Viscount Angele, you've made the right decision. The Duke of Saint Prospero is a generous and benevolent lord, someone worthy of your loyalty! "
Colin seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief, hurriedly grasping the Viscounts' hand and expressing his gratitude.
The Viscounts Orston looked at Colin, whose attitude had suddenly become incomparably flattering, and could not help but feel disdain.
After a few more words, the Viscounts Orston dismissed Colin.
Arriving at the buffet table, the Viscounts Orston put a few exquisite desserts into his mouth, and then saw a familiar figure pass by him.
"Prince William … Oh, I'm sorry, it should be Duke Modewin now."
William, who had just been conferred the title of Duke Modewin by Queen Aisha, hurriedly bowed to the Viscounts Orston with a smile.
The two of them had met a few times before, and could be considered acquaintances.
"Your Excellency Viscounts, welcome to Silverymoon City again!"
"Haha, I'm also considered an old guest of Silverymoon City. It's just that every time I come, there's a huge change here, especially this time. "
Duke Modewin's face revealed an awkward expression.
Silverymoon City had indeed changed a lot these days.
He had also changed from the Prince William to the current Duke Modewin.
"It's a little big … But don't worry. Our hospitality to our esteemed guests is still as warm as before. "
"Oh? Does this mean that there will be a beautiful half-elf female slave in my room tonight, just like in the past? "
"Of course!"
The two of them looked at each other and smiled ambiguously.
"Looks like you're doing well now," the Viscounts Orston said with a smile.
"It's alright …" Duke Modewin's expression was unnatural.
The Viscounts Orston swirled the wine glass in his hand, and suddenly said coldly, "William, we're old friends. Tell me the truth, are you really willing to be a duke?"
Duke Modewin's heart trembled, and he immediately looked around. Seeing that no one had noticed them, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Your Excellency Viscounts, I … How can I not be willing? Her Majesty is still merciful to the House of Medea … "
The Viscounts Orston chuckled, and said with disdain, "What Queen? The Miller family is just usurpers. Since when did they have the right to be half-elves? "
Duke Modewin was even more embarrassed.
Because Viscount Orston's words included them as well.
After all, to the former half-elf royal family, the Savoy family, the Mordiwen family, were also usurpers.
Looking at the silent Duke Modewin, the Viscounts Orston already had a plan.
He knew that William was also unwilling, but he did not dare to resist the pressure from the Miller family and the Northern Frontier.
Thus, he felt that he should provoke him again.
"William, Marquis Vincent told me before I came that the House of Medea is the House of Saint Prospero's best partner, and the only family that has the right to control the half-elven kingdom."
Duke Modewin suddenly raised his head, and looked at the Viscounts Orston with bright eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.
The Viscounts Orston was disappointed.
He already knew that William was cowardly and stupid, but the House of Medea was already at this stage, and this guy was still the same.
"William, tell me, do you want to take back the throne that originally belonged to the House of Medea?"
At this point, Duke Modewin could no longer avoid the question.
He finally nodded, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Yes."
"Very good!" The Viscounts Orston smirked, "Then, tell me, what happened in Queen Consort's palace?"
Duke Modewin immediately recounted everything he knew in detail.
The Viscounts Orston was disappointed.
Because what Duke Modewin told him was the version he heard from the Earl Of Avon, and it was not as convincing as Colin's version.
"What kind of person do you think Viscount Angley is?" The Viscounts Orston asked again.
"He … is smart, strong, and resourceful … Even Queen Aisha listens to him."
"Oh? Is that so? "
"Yes. Actually, it was Viscount Angley who asked me to give the throne to Aisha. "
The Viscounts Orston stroked his moustache, and suddenly frowned, "So, Viscount Angley now has a lot of control over Silverymoon City?"
"Yes. You could even say that he is the true master of Silverymoon City. Many half-elf nobles know that Her Majesty may not be able to solve any problems, but as long as Viscount Angley agrees, there will definitely be no obstacles. "
"Is that so?" The Viscounts Orston's expression became more serious, "Why is Queen Aisha so obedient to him? Doesn't she know that the Black Cavalry has already been annihilated in the Shadow Canyon? "
"Of course she knows. But … "Duke Modewin's words were hesitant.
The Viscounts Orston reached out his right hand and pressed it on his shoulder, squeezing it hard, and said in a low voice, "William, don't worry. Marquis Vincent's army of a hundred thousand is about to arrive at Silverymoon City. We will be your solid backing, so you don't have to be afraid of anything! "
Hearing about the army of a hundred thousand, Duke Modewin's expression changed slightly.
After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency Viscounts, there is actually a remnant of the Black Cavalry that escaped to Silverymoon City. It is because of this military force that Viscount Angley became the true master of this city. "
The Viscounts Orston's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "The remnant of the Black Cavalry? How did they get here? How many people are there? "
"It is said that they came from the north of the Shadow Mountains. There are a total of eight thousand people."
The Viscounts Orston narrowed his eyes, and he was a little confused.
He actually knew that a portion of the Black Cavalry had not been sealed in the Shadow Canyon, and had successfully escaped.
However, he had thought that the remnant of the Black Cavalry would definitely escape back to the Northern Frontier.
He did not expect that they would still come to Silverymoon City.
Moreover, Colin had not mentioned the existence of this army to him.
Thinking of this, the Viscounts Orston raised his head and looked in Colin's direction.
There, Colin was chatting happily with Queen Aisha, and their attitudes were rather intimate.
"Pledging loyalty to the East?" The Viscounts Orston laughed coldly as he muttered to himself, "But Viscount Angley, your loyalty seems to be reserved."
"Your Excellency Viscounts, what did you say?" Duke Modewin asked carefully.
"Nothing." The Viscounts Orston retracted his gaze and no longer cared about Colin. Instead, he smiled and said to Duke Modewin, "William, trust me. As long as the Marquis' army reaches Silverymoon City, all the conspiracies and schemes will vanish. And your House of Medea will once again ascend to the throne of the half-elves! "
Duke Modewin was so excited that his face turned red. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said softly,
"Thank you for the grace of the House of Saint Prospero! The House of Medea will always remember this! "
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