"Has he never woken up?"
"No."
Faced with Beatrice's question, the Marquise shook her head mechanically.
Her husband seemed like he would wake up in the next moment, but it also seemed like he would never open his eyes.
After so many days, from the initial hope to the gradual disappointment, the young Marquise had been tormented to the point of numbness.
Beatrice looked at the haggard Marquise and sighed, "Go and rest. I'll take care of Vincent tonight."
The Marquise shook her head. She knew that not only her, but the entire Hall family's greatest hope now rested on her husband.
Under such pressure, she did not dare to relax at all. Even if she knew that it would be futile even if she stayed by the bedside, she still stayed, as if this was the only way to ease the anxiety in her heart.
"Think about Eckart. He needs you too."
Hearing her son's name, the Marquise's eyes finally lit up. After struggling for a moment, she got up and said, "Madam Beatrice, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Vincent tonight."
With that, the Marquise left the room.
Beatrice said to the maids, "All of you can leave first. I'll call for you if there's anything."
"Yes," the maidservants replied, and then they quietly retreated.
When the door was closed again, Beatrice said softly, "Alright.
There's no one else here. "
Then, Marquise Vincent opened his eyes.
Seeing this, Beatrice was not surprised at all.
She had insisted on persuading the Marquise to leave just now because Marquise Vincent had touched her body very secretly.
The Marquise, who was in a trance and extremely haggard, obviously did not notice all this.
"Aunt, you're finally here!" Marquise Vincent grabbed Beatrice's hand and finally showed a sincere smile on his face.
"What's going on? Why did you have to pretend to be unconscious? "
Marquise Vincent took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Because mother wants to kill me!"
"Kate wants to kill you?" Beatrice looked at Marquise Vincent in surprise and frowned. "Although I've always thought that crazy woman is willing to kill anyone for the Church … She shouldn't go so far as to kill her own son, right? What's more, what's in it for her? "
"My guess is that she wants to push me to the position of Duke of the Eastern Region and then kill me. This way, Eckart will become the first heir to the position of Duke of the Eastern Region."
Beatrice suddenly understood and said, "So that's how it is. Once a three-year-old Duke of the Eastern Region succeeds to the throne, the Eastern Region will be under the control of that bitch Kate."
"That's right!" Marquis Vincent's eyes flickered with pain and hatred. "That's why she didn't treat me seriously before. She clearly hoped that I would die from my injuries as soon as possible. Even when she saw me hanging on to my last breath, she still … "
"What else is she doing?"
"Nothing." Marquis Vincent immediately changed the subject. "Over the years, my mother has roped in countless nobles of the Eastern Region. Even the House of Saint Prospero has been infiltrated by the church, so I didn't dare to trust anyone. I could only pretend to be in a coma until you appeared!
Aunt, you're the only person I can trust now! "
Beatrice laughed at herself and said, "Because I'm the last person in the Eastern Region who can be bought by Carter, right?"
"Yes. But it's also because you're my most respected knight of the Eastern Region, the most upright Saint Prospero! "Marquis Vincent quickly flattered.
Beatrice smiled noncommittally and asked, "How are you going to deal with this situation now? Do you still have anyone you can trust? Are there any loyal knights? Are there any troops you can command? "
Marquis Vincent smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt, I only have you now!"
Beatrice rolled her eyes and scolded him, "So you've been pretending to be dead for so many days, but you haven't thought of a way to break the situation?"
"Well, in fact, I did think of a way …" Marquis Vincent's eyes flickered.
"What way?"
"I guess that the forces in White Dew City have been roped in by my mother. So, if I want to break the situation, I can only rely on external forces!"
"External forces?" Beatrice thought for a moment and wondered, "What forces do you have outside White Dew City? Are you referring to Earl Hall? "
"Earl Hall is indeed an important force that I can rely on. However, he is still far away on the Nu Shui River, and his subordinates are the navy … He can't do anything about the situation in White Dew City."
"Then which force are you talking about?"
Marquis Vincent hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "The Blood Cavalry."
Beatrice raised her beautiful eyebrows and looked at Marquis Vincent with a complicated look.
Marquis Vincent quickly explained, "Aunt, listen to me. Of course, I know the hatred between the Blood Cavalry and the House of Saint Prospero. I also know that Earl Colin Angele is treacherous and cunning. He has always been coveting the Eastern Region. However, in the current situation, I can only use them to deal with the internal threats. Otherwise, the situation in the Eastern Region will only be worse!"
Beatrice smiled faintly and said, "Do you know? In fact, before I came to White Dew City, I met Colin Angele once in Skylark City.
And, I reached an agreement with him. "
Marquis Vincent suddenly widened his eyes and said, "What agreement?"
"I helped him kill Kate, and he let go of the Viscounts Fein."
Marquis Vincent's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "How are you going to kill … Mother?"
Beatrice did not hide and said frankly, "I will secretly open the city gate and let the Blood Cavalry into White Dew City. Since they could kill your father last time, they must be able to kill the guards around your mother this time.
In this way, I can kill her with my own hands! "
After hearing this, Marquis Vincent was silent for a long time before he said, "Aunt, in fact, my original plan is similar, but … I plan to let my mother die in the hands of the Blood Cavalry."
"No." Beatrice shook her head slowly, "Kate must die in my hands!"
Marquis Vincent frowned and was very puzzled, "Aunt, why do you have to kill my mother with your own hands? Is it because of those grudges in the past? "
Beatrice glanced at Marquis Vincent and snorted, "What? Am I such a vengeful person in your mind? "
Marquis Vincent quickly shook his head, but before he could think of how to answer this question, he heard Beatrice say again,
"Well, to tell you the truth, I want to kill Kate with my own hands, there is only one reason — to completely break the relationship between the House of Saint Prospero and the church!"
This powerful sentence made Marquis Vincent's heart tremble.
After thinking for a moment, he finally understood his aunt's painstaking efforts.
Indeed, if the Archbishop of the Eastern Region died in the hands of Beatrice, there would be an irreparable gap between the House of Saint Prospero and the church, and the royal family was very likely to accept the House of Saint Prospero's allegiance as a result.
The situation of the empire might be completely changed.
However, Marquis Vincent was also very clear that Beatrice, who caused this series of upheavals, might suffer endless revenge from the church …
Just as he was about to remind his aunt of the possible consequences of killing an Archbishop, he heard her speak again,
"In addition, I want to kill another person."
"Who?"
"Colin Angelo!"
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