In the study, the Duke of Saint Prospero and Marquis Vincent sat opposite each other.
The atmosphere was extremely stagnant.
The Duke of Saint Prospero kept his eyes on his son's face, as if he wanted to see every subtle change in his son's expression.
Marquis Vincent looked down at the chessboard on the table, as if he did not dare to face his father's eyes.
The vague shouting came in through the window, but it did not attract their attention at all.
It seemed that at this moment, it was not the terrible Bloody Cavalry in the city, but a group of children playing around, not worthy of any extra attention.
Marquis Vincent remained calm on the surface, but his heart was already overturned.
The Duke of Saint Prospero's words just now made him sure of one thing — some of the officers of the Hall family had betrayed him!
Of course, perhaps in the eyes of this person, Marquis Vincent and Earl Hall were the real traitors of the Eastern Region.
Marquis Vincent knew that what he was going to say next was very important, and to really win his father's trust, he had to change his original strategy …
The Duke of Saint Prospero saw his son fall into a long silence, but did not urge him. He just stared at him with cold eyes, waiting for a reasonable explanation, or another disappointing lie.
After a long time, Marquis Vincent finally spoke.
"Father, if I wanted to harm you, I would not have reminded you that the real target of the Bloody Cavalry was actually the White Dew City, so that you could arrange all this calmly."
Hearing this, the Duke of Saint Prospero's fierce eyes finally softened a little, but he still did not want to let Marquis Vincent go easily. He questioned,
"Then how did you know the real movement of the Bloody Cavalry in advance?"
Before Marquis Vincent could answer, the Duke of Saint Prospero blocked his way in advance, "Don't lie to me with the nonsense 'I guessed it'!"
Marquis Vincent's face kept changing, as if he was having a fierce ideological struggle. After a long time, he finally calmed down, as if he had figured something out.
"Father, do you remember the most words you said to me when I was a child, when you taught me how to play chess?"
The Duke of Saint Prospero was obviously stunned, and then he asked in confusion, "What words?"
Marquis Vincent finally raised his head and calmly looked back at Duke St. Pross. Then, he imitated the other party's tone and said.
Kill the enemy's' king ', or let the enemy kill your' king '! "
The Duke of Saint Prospero seemed to understand what his son meant. He asked, "Who are you playing against? Evan? "
"Who else could it be?!" Marquis Vincent growled angrily. "Do you know that I was indeed assassinated in Silvermoon City? Furthermore, the knights of the Fiennes family were also involved!"
"The Fein family …" The Duke of Saint Prospero was slightly stunned. He knew that the Fein family was a hardcore supporter of his second son.
"That's right! Father, Evan is already on the chessboard, and he's sitting right across from me. Do I have any other choice other than to fight him? "
"So you colluded with Colin Angele and betrayed the Pegasus Navy?"
Marquis Vincent paused, then gritted his teeth and said, "You have already begun to clean up my supporters in the Eastern Region. Do I have any other choice?"
When the Duke of Saint Prospero heard this, a great sadness welled up in his heart, but more than that, he was angry.
The irrepressible anger made the air in the room seem to condense at this moment.
Marquis Vincent felt his father's monstrous anger and terrifying oppressive aura, and hurriedly said,
"But Father, I only pretended to side with Colin Angele to gain freedom and use his strength to break the situation. But please believe that the current situation is still under my control, and Earl Hall did not really betray the Eastern Region …"
"Did not betray the Eastern Region?" The Duke of Saint Prospero sneered. "He destroyed half of the Pegasus Navy fleet and helped the Bloody Cavalry cross the Raging Water River. Is this not betrayal?"
Marquis Vincent threw caution to the wind at this moment, and he immediately said without backing down.
"If Evan had not pushed him too far, why would Earl Hall make such a decision? But Father, please believe me, Earl Hall has always been loyal to the Eastern Region. As long as you forgive his mistakes, the Raging Water River will still be a barrier for the Eastern Region!
As for the Bloody Cavalry who have already crossed the river, hehe, haven't they already fallen into your trap? "
The Duke of Saint Prospero restrained his aura, but he still sneered and said, "So, I should thank you?"
Marquis Vincent also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his father had actually softened his heart. He immediately shook his head, put on a painful expression, and said in a deep voice,
"No, Father. I know that my actions have brought great losses to the Eastern Region. Those Pegasus Navy soldiers who died in the hands of our own people, and the souls of the Eastern Region who died tragically under the Bloody Cavalry's rampage, are all because of me …
But, is this really only my responsibility?
Who pushed Evan onto the chessboard?
In the face of this game of chess, do I have any other choice but to do my best to win? "
The Duke of Saint Prospero suddenly lowered his head, as if he did not want to face his son's resentful eyes.
He suddenly felt a little perplexed — was he really wrong?
In fact, a long time ago, someone had warned the Duke of Saint Prospero that his second son, Evan, was too scheming, and it was better to cut off his idea of inheriting the Duke of the Eastern Region as early as possible to avoid trouble.
In fact, the Duke of Saint Prospero had listened to this person's advice and sent Evan to Yeville to become a mage. He had been trying his best to help his eldest son, Vincent, cultivate his own forces and stabilize his position as the first heir.
It was not until Vincent destroyed the Pegasus Navy in Silvermoon City, and with his wife's urging, that the Duke of Saint Prospero began to waver.
Now, the Duke of Saint Prospero suddenly felt that if he had persisted to the end, all of this would not have happened, right?
But soon, he put away this meaningless thought.
Regret was the most useless emotion.
The Duke of Saint Prospero was even more unwilling to admit that the current situation was caused by his wrong decision.
He raised his head again, looked at his son with a complicated expression, and asked, "Do you have a way to let the Hall family return to the Eastern Region?"
"Of course!" Marquis Vincent answered without hesitation, "The Hall family has never left!"
At this moment, Marquis Vincent's heart was filled with ecstasy, as if he had survived a disaster.
He understood that he had finally regained his father's trust — of course, it could also be a compromise that he had no choice but to compromise.
But no matter what, the chess game that Marquis Vincent was facing was alive!
"Father, the most important thing now is to prevent the Blood Cavalry from taking away the Hall family members in White Dew City!"
"None of them will be able to leave White Dew City!" The Duke of Saint Prospero sneered, his eyes full of confidence.
Then, he ordered Marquis Vincent, "Marquis Vincent.
"I want you to personally bring the Hall family members back to see me!"
"Yes, father!"
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