Thump! Thump!
Marquis Vincent's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
For a moment, even he himself did not know what he was thinking when he heard that his aunt was going to kill Colin Angele.
Beatrice did not notice Marquis Vincent's strange behavior and continued to explain to him, "Marquis Vincent,
"Colin Angele is too dangerous and terrible. Even if the Eastern Region successfully gets rid of the control of the church, it can only curl up under his shadow.
So, this man must die!
And once he dies, the Blood Cavalry will be finished.
As long as you can become the Duke of the Eastern Region, it will not be difficult to persuade Earl Hall to change his mind. As long as the Northern Frontier cannot cross the Furious River, there is nothing to worry about.
What's more, once Colin Angele dies, the Northern Frontier will inevitably fall into turmoil. Even if it does not fall into turmoil, it will absolutely be impossible to touch the Eastern Region.
Marquis García is old, and the battle of Shadow Canyon has destroyed his spirit. Now he does not have the ability to rebuild the Black Cavalry.
In this way, you can leisurely reorganize the Eastern Region and completely eliminate the remnants of the church.
You don't have to worry about the church's interference because the royal family will not stand idly by.
An Archbishop of the Eastern Region is enough to make the royal family believe in the determination of the House of Saint Prospero. "
Seeing the struggle on Marquis Vincent's face, Beatrice mistakenly thought that he was still worried about the church's revenge, so she smiled and teased him.
"Even if the church wants revenge, it will come to me first. I am not afraid, what are you afraid of? "
Marquis Vincent did not dare to confess his inner struggle to Beatrice, so he had to put on a worried look and said, "Aunt, are you really not worried about the church's revenge?"
Beatrice smiled and said, "What's there to be afraid of? At worst, I will hide my identity and wander the world. Anyway, I have wanted to do this for a long time. Your father used to stop me, but now that he is dead, I am free.
I don't believe that the church can really chase me to the end of the world. "
Marquis Vincent was silent.
Beatrice thought that he was still worried about her, so she smiled and patted Marquis Vincent's hand and said,
"Well, don't put on such a weak appearance. I don't want to see the future Duke of the Eastern Region like this.
Furthermore, as a knight of the House of Saint Prospero, how could I be afraid of sacrificing myself?
I only hope that my sacrifice is meaningful, so what you should do is to properly govern the Eastern Region and let it regain its glory.
In addition, out of selfishness, I also hope that you can take care of the Fiennes family more and not vent your anger on them because of Evan.
And Evan … I really hope that you can show enough mercy.
You can strip him of his title, take back his territory, and eliminate his supporters, but at least leave him alive.
Because one day, you will find that only the members of the House of Saint Prospero can stand up and protect the Eastern Region in times of crisis.
Just like your father, he doted on Kite so much back then, but when it really came down to it, didn't he still have to rely on me, his younger sister, to stand up and clean up the situation?
No matter how good the others are, they may not be reliable. And no matter how bad Evan is, at least his surname is Saint Prospero … "
Listening to his aunt's long-winded "last words", an indescribable feeling suddenly emerged in Marquis Vincent's heart.
In a trance, he seemed to have returned to 20 years ago when he was officially conferred the title of Marquis of the Eastern Region by his father. That was the first time he felt a heavy responsibility and an unparalleled sense of sacred mission.
"… Vincent Saint Prospero, today, in the name of the Lord of the Eastern Region, I confer you the title of Marquis of the Eastern Region. From now on, you will shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people and vassals of the Eastern Region, and take this as an honor until the end of your life!"
His father's words were firmly engraved in Marquis Vincent's heart, but as time passed, these words seemed to be inevitably eroded and obliterated …
Especially after the fiasco in Silvermoon City, Marquis Vincent felt that his status had plummeted, while his younger brother Evan gradually gained more attention from his father.
And when he encountered another failure in Silvermoon City and became a captive, what his father and brother did was the betrayal of the loli!
It was precisely because of this betrayal that Marquis Vincent had no qualms about stabbing that dagger into his father's chest!
But now, looking at his aunt, Beatrice, who was sitting beside him with a determined and calm expression, Marquis Vincent suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt.
The pride of Saint Prospero, the glory of Saint Prospero, and the perseverance of Saint Prospero …
Marquis Vincent felt that what he had done was simply blasphemy against the name of Saint Prospero.
"… I, Vincent Saint Prospero, swear in this holy land, under the gaze of the Lord, that from now on, no matter what difficulties I encounter, I will shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Eastern Region, the responsibility of protecting the glory of the House of Saint Prospero, until the end of my life!"
The old oath echoed in his ears, and the expression in Marquis Vincent's eyes gradually became firm.
"Aunt, how do you plan to kill Colin Angele?"
Beatrice, of course, knew nothing about the psychological changes in Marquis Vincent.
"As long as I kill him, I will naturally be able to gain Colin Angele's trust. When the time comes, I will assassinate him when he is unprepared. I have a great chance of succeeding."
Seeing Marquis Vincent frown, Beatrice mistakenly thought that he was worried about the consequences of assassinating an Earl, so she spoke again.
"You don't have to worry about the consequences of doing so. Anyway, I already have the bad reputation of killing an Archbishop of the Eastern Region, so naturally, I am not afraid of bearing the bad reputation of assassinating an Earl of the Empire.
When the time comes, you can just announce that you have removed my name from the House of Saint Prospero, and it would be best if you could expel me from the Eastern Region, so that I can start my life as a fugitive. "
Looking at his aunt who was pretending to be relaxed, Marquis Vincent only felt that his throat was blocked, but he still took a deep breath, got rid of these useless pretentious feelings, and said in a deep voice:
"Aunt, when you assassinate Colin Angele, please remember to cut off his head!"
Beatrice smiled faintly and said: "No problem. In fact, I also like to cut off the enemy's head very much, it is like receiving a commemorative medal … "
"Aunt!" Marquis Vincent tightly grasped Beatrice's hand, and repeated with a dignified expression: "Please remember, you must cut off Colin Angele's head!"
Beatrice realized that something was wrong, she frowned and asked: "Why do you care so much about Colin Angele's head?"
Marquis Vincent's expression changed, but in the end, he did not say the deepest secret in his heart, he just emphasized:
"Aunt, if you trust me, then do as I say."
Beatrice stared at Marquis Vincent's eyes for a long time before nodding:
"Okay."
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