White Dew City, city gate.
The guard stopped the person in front of him and asked in a routine manner.
"Name? Where are you from? What are you doing in White Dew City? "
That person glanced at the absent-minded guard and said a name, "Vincent Saint Prospero."
"Oh, you have to pay three copper coins as entrance tax to enter the city …" The guard subconsciously said, but he immediately reacted and finally raised his head to look at the person in front of him in surprise.
"Marquis … Lord Marquis!" The guard finally recognized Vincent and immediately bowed.
His exclamation caused a commotion at the city gate. Not long after, the knight on duty at the city gate hurriedly ran over and welcomed Marquis Vincent into the city.
Marquis Vincent didn't tarry at the city gate and went straight to White Dew Castle. However, he wasn't fast. He rode his horse and wandered in the city. He wanted to see if there were any changes in his hometown that he had left for a long time, and also to give White Dew Castle some time to prepare.
Marquis Vincent was very curious about his father's expression when he saw him later.
When he arrived at White Dew Castle, the butler was already leading a group of attendants to welcome him at the gate.
"Young Master, you are back!"
Marquis Vincent nodded and dismounted from his horse. He handed the reins to the attendant and asked the butler, "Where is Father?"
"Old Master is in the study. Do you want to take a bath and change first, or do you want to see Old Master directly? "
"I'll go see Father directly."
Marquis Vincent took a wet handkerchief from a maidservant and wiped his face before walking to the study.
Everything in the castle was the same as before, as if nothing had changed. However, Marquis Vincent clearly understood that many things had changed since he was captured in Silvermoon City.
Although the attendants he met along the way were still respectful, Marquis Vincent could keenly sense that their gazes were a little subtle.
Marquis Vincent followed the spiral staircase to the third floor of the castle and stopped in front of the study. He adjusted his collar and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in."
Marquis Vincent took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
"Father, I'm back!"
The Duke of Saint Prospero, who was playing chess with the Duchess, put down his crystal chess piece and looked up to size up his eldest son.
"I didn't expect you to dare to come back."
Marquis Vincent smiled faintly, "Father, what are you talking about? This is my home. Why would I not dare to come back? "
Sensing the tense atmosphere between the father and son, the duchess slowly stood up and walked to her son. She reached out her hand to tidy up his messy hair and sighed, "You've suffered in this trip to Silvermoon City."
Marquis Vincent's heart warmed, and the smile on his face became more sincere. He said, "Mother, going to Silvermoon City was my own choice. No matter what I experience, I won't hate anyone. Besides, I do need to take responsibility for the failure of this mission, and I won't run away from it.
However, I will not allow anyone to stab me in the back! "
The Duke of Saint Prospero's eyes flickered. "Who did you say stabbed you in the back?"
Marquis Vincent sneered and said, "Who else could it be other than my good brother Evan?"
The Duke of Saint Prospero did not speak. He seemed to be thinking about something.
The duchess took her son's hand and had him sit down on the sofa. She poured him a cup of black tea. Hearing Evan's name, she immediately asked,
"By the way, where is Evan? Didn't he come back with you? "
Marquis Vincent looked at his mother with a wronged expression and said in an angry tone, "How would I dare to come back with him? Who knows if Evan will confirm the news of my 'death' along the way? "
The duchess frowned and reprimanded, "How can you doubt your own brother like this?"
"Did I wrongly accuse him?" Marquis Vincent's face was full of disdain. "Didn't he insist that I was assassinated in Silvermoon City?"
The Duke of Saint Prospero did not answer this question. Instead, he asked, "How did you come back?"
"Of course it was because you used half of the Pegasus Navy's fleet in exchange!" Marquis Vincent had a natural expression on his face. "Didn't we agree on the terms? After Count Angele obtained the battleships, he released me in Alfalfa City. But I didn't dare to meet my good brother who kept cursing me to death, so I took a small boat and went south along the Raging Water River, returning to White Dew City. "
After listening to Marquis Vincent's narration, the study suddenly fell into silence.
After a long while, the Duke of Saint Prospero asked, "You don't know what happened in Alfalfa City?"
"What happened?" Marquis Vincent had a confused expression.
The Duke of Saint Prospero picked up a letter from the desk and said, "This is the letter Evan sent back from Alfalfa City. Take a look at it yourself."
Marquis Vincent put down his teacup and walked to the desk. He picked up the letter and read it carefully.
* Bang! *
"He's slandering me!" Marquis Vincent slammed the letter on the desk and shouted with righteous indignation, "I don't know what happened in Alfalfa City, and I don't know how it ended up like this, but he said that I colluded with the Northern Frontier to instigate Count Hall's rebellion. What a joke!
Why would I do that?
And if that's really the case, why would I dare to return to White Dew City alone?
Evan is clearly trying to push the blame for the defeat onto me! "
The Duke of Saint Prospero carefully observed his son's expression, as if trying to find a flaw in it.
This gaze obviously angered Marquis Vincent, and he angrily shouted at his father.
"Father, do you still not understand at this point? This was a conspiracy planned by Evan from the beginning to the end, but he screwed it up because he tried to be clever!
First, he made Viscounts Fiin lie, saying that I had been assassinated in Silvermoon City, so that you would be determined to support him as the successor of the Duke of the Eastern Region. Then, he used the excuse of avenging me as an excuse to take revenge on the Eastern Region, but in reality, he was wiping out the forces that supported me and paving the way for his future succession.
What did he mean by I colluded with the Northern Frontier to instigate Count Hall's rebellion?
He was clearly the one who forced Count Hall to rebel in order to eliminate his dissidents!
Father, such a person who would do anything to ascend the throne, framed his own brother, forced Count Hall to rebel, and destroyed the biggest barrier in the Eastern Region. Do you still want to continue to believe his nonsense? "
The Duke of Saint Prospero did not speak. He just looked at his son silently, unsure if he believed what Marquis Vincent said.
After a long while, the Duchess broke the silence, "Alright, Vincent, you must be tired after rushing all the way back. Go back and rest first. Your father and I will definitely find out what happened in Alfalfa City. "
"Alright." Marquis Vincent nodded and then left the study.
When the door was closed again, the Duke of Saint Prospero looked at his wife and asked,
"Do you believe what he said just now?"
The Duchess shook her head and said,
"No."
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