"Duke Modewin, are you willing to surrender?"
Knight Roger urged his horse forward and asked expressionlessly.
"Yes, we are willing to surrender!"
Before Duke Modewin could say anything, his son, Charlie, scrambled to Knight Roger and begged.
At this time, the Silvermoon Guards were already at the end of their rope. Other than surrendering, they had no other choice.
Knight Roger glanced at Charlie but ignored him. He continued to look at Duke Modewin. Obviously, he felt that a child like Charlie could not make the decision.
Duke Modewin was stunned. His eyes were dull and empty, as if he did not hear Knight Roger's question.
Seeing this, Camais Modewin could only stand up and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Sir Knight. Duke Modewin is grieving over the death of a large number of his soldiers. That's why … Ha … Ha …"
Before he could finish, he was stuck.
Because a sharp sword had pierced through Camais' throat.
Behind Camas, his nephew, Duke Modewin, who was' immersed in grief ', slowly pulled out his sword and let Camas' corpse fall to the ground.
Then, Duke Modewin walked to Charlie who was standing there in a daze without any expression on his face. Before Charlie could react to what had happened, Duke Modewin slit his own son's throat with his sword.
"Fa … Father …"
Knight Roger looked at the tragic scene in front of him with interest and did not stop it.
However, when he saw Duke Modewin raising his sword towards his throat again, Knight Roger urged his horse forward and knocked the sword out of Duke Modewin's hand.
"Duke Modewin, you can't die yet. The Count wants to see you."
From what he said, he did not stop Duke Modewin from killing his uncle and son because Colin did not plan to see them.
Duke Modewin looked like he had nothing left to live for. He did not speak, but he did not resist either. He probably thought of himself as a dead man and let them do whatever they wanted.
Seeing this, Knight Roger waved his hand and gestured for the soldiers to subdue Duke Modewin. He then walked towards the Half-Elven Palace.
… …
In the palace, Colin was changing into his formal attire with the help of the maids.
The little fellow had sprayed some "good stuff" on his clothes just now, so he could only change them and wash them.
Knight Roger led Duke Modewin into the hall and reported, "My lord, the rebellion of the Silvermoon Guard has been completely quelled. The mastermind, Duke Modewin, has been escorted to you."
"Well done!" Colin praised and waved his hand to signal the maid to leave. Then, he buttoned the last few buttons himself and walked up to Roger, asking, "How are the casualties?"
"It is roughly estimated that the casualties of the Bloody Cavalry are about 400. I need further verification for more detailed statistics."
Colin nodded with satisfaction. The casualties were not large. It seemed that the Bloody Cavalry had a terrible fighting capacity even if they could not play the advantage of cavalry in the street battle, which made Colin very pleased.
"Alright, you can leave first. Maintain order in the city and find all the Half-elves who participated in the rebellion."
"Yes, sir!"
After Knight Roger saluted and left, Colin turned to Duke Modewin.
At this time, Duke Modewin's eyes were dull, and his whole body was exuding a lifeless aura. If it was not because of the blood connection between them, Colin would have thought that he was his blood slave.
"William, Her Majesty the Queen is very disappointed in you."
Duke Modewin did not respond.
Colin waited for a moment. Seeing that he had no intention to speak, he continued.
"When Her Majesty the Queen was about to give birth, she deliberately handed over the military and political power of Silvermoon City to you. To be honest, even I can't understand this trust."
Hearing this, Duke Modewin's eyeballs finally moved, but he still did not speak.
Colin did not care about the rudeness of the other party and continued.
"I once advised her to give away part of the power to prevent some people with bad intentions from taking the opportunity to rebel. But Her Majesty the Queen firmly told me —
'My throne was given to me by William. If he wanted to take it back, he would not have given it away.' "
Colin came to Duke Modwin's side and patted him on the shoulder. He said in a deep voice,
"Her Majesty really treats you like her own son!"
Duke Modewin's face finally showed some expression. He opened his mouth and stammered a few times before hissing, "I have let Her Majesty down!"
Colin looked at Duke Modewin with bright eyes and asked seriously, "William, when you gave away the right to inherit the throne, were you already unwilling?"
Duke Modewin shook his head and said, "No, Count. Actually, I know that I am not talented. Even if I take the throne, I do not have the ability to lead the half-elven kingdom to prosperity.
Therefore, when you asked me if I was willing to give the throne to my mother, I actually heaved a sigh of relief. "
"I believe you." Colin said sincerely, "And I also know that the reason you were involved in the rebellion was all because of your son, Charlie."
Duke Modewin's eyes instantly turned red. Not sure if it was because he thought of his son, Charlie, that he had just killed with his own hands, or because he was touched by Colin's understanding and trust.
Colin saw all of this and was slightly pleased. He said, "So, I have decided to give you another chance."
"No!" Duke Modewin shook his head and said, "I have let down Her Majesty's trust, and I am not worthy of your forgiveness. Now, I only ask for death. Only then can I redeem my sins!"
"You want to die?"
"Yes." Duke Modewin raised his head and stared into Colin's eyes. The determination in his eyes seemed unshakable.
Colin pursed his lips and said, "Death is a release, but it is also an escape. If you really want to repay Her Majesty's trust and redeem your sins, you have to survive first. "
Duke Modewin still shook his head, "I'm sorry, Count. There is nothing left in this world for me to miss …"
"Is that so?" Colin interrupted coldly, "You don't care about the House of Medea anymore?"
Duke Modewin was suddenly stunned. He stammered for a while before he said in a low voice, "Since the House of Medea has made a mistake, they will naturally be at Her Majesty's disposal. I just hope that Her Majesty will spare the innocent people in the tribe for the sake of the past …"
"Innocent?" Colin smiled coldly, "You are all treason! How are you innocent? Even if Her Majesty wants to exterminate your tribe, no one will dare to say anything. "
Duke Modewin's face instantly turned pale. He trembled as he begged, "Count, please advise Her Majesty not to do so. Otherwise, she will leave a tyrannical reputation and destroy her benevolent image in the hearts of the half-elves …"
Colin snorted and said, "William, I just said that I can give you a chance to redeem yourself. Do you still want to die?"
Duke Modewin hurriedly said, "Count, I am willing to accept this chance. No matter what Her Majesty or you ask of me, I will do my best to do it for you!"
Colin took a step forward and asked, "Even if you have to pay with your life?"
Duke Modewin was stunned for a moment before he nodded firmly and said, "Count, I have always wanted to die. As long as Her Majesty is willing to give the House of Medea a way out, I am willing to die even if I have to die."
Colin nodded with satisfaction and said.
"Good! As long as you help me do one thing, the House of Medea will not be held accountable. "
"Please tell me."
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