Viscount Alston's scrutinizing eyes wandered over Colin for a long time.
But soon, he showed a sincere smile: "Viscount Angelet, you have made the right decision! The Duke of St. Pros is a generous and benevolent lord, and he is worthy of your allegiance!"
Colin seemed to be finally relieved, and quickly held Viscount Alston's hand, expressing his gratitude constantly.
Viscount Alston looked at Colin whose attitude suddenly became extremely obsequious, and a sense of disdain inevitably rose in his heart.
After a few casual words, Viscount Alston sent Colin away.
Coming to the buffet table, Viscount Alston put a few exquisite desserts into his mouth, and then saw a familiar figure passing by him.
"Prince William... Oh, sorry, it should be the Duke of Merdewing now."
William, who had just been canonized by Queen Aisha as the Duke of Merdewing, also hurriedly saluted Viscount Alston with a smile.
The two had met several times before, so they were considered acquaintances.
"Your Excellency the Viscount, welcome to Silvermoon City again!"
"Haha, I'm already a regular customer of Silvermoon City. It's just that every time I come here, the changes here are a bit big, especially this time."
A slightly embarrassed look appeared on the face of Duke Merdewing.
The changes in Silvermoon City these days are indeed too great.
He has also changed from the former Prince William to the current Duke of Merdewing.
"It's a bit big... But don't worry. Our hospitality to distinguished guests is still as warm as before."
"Oh? So, tonight, there will be a beautiful half-elf slave in my room like before?"
"certainly!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, very ambiguous.
"It seems that you are doing well now." Viscount Alston said with a smile.
"It's okay..." Duke Merdewing showed a little unnaturalness on his face.
Viscount Alston turned the wine glass in his hand, and suddenly said coldly: "William, we are old friends, tell me the truth, are you really willing to be a duke?"
Duke Merdevan was shocked, and then immediately looked around a few times, only to be relieved when he saw that no one had noticed the two of them.
"Your Excellency the Viscount, I... how could I not be reconciled? Her Majesty the Queen is kind to the Murdive family..."
Viscount Alston chuckled, and said disdainfully, "What queen? Their Miller family is just a usurper. When did they qualify to become a half-elven royal family?"
Duke Merdewing was even more embarrassed.
Because Viscount Alston scolded them too.
After all, for the Savoy family, the former half-elven royal family, they are also the usurpers of the Mordiven family.
Looking at the silent Duke of Merdewing, Viscount Alston already had some calculations in his heart.
He understood that William was also unwilling, but he dared not resist in the face of pressure from the Miller family and the northern border.
Therefore, he felt that he should stimulate the other party again.
"William, Marquis Vincent told me before coming that the Merdewing family is the best partner of the St. Pross family, and the only family that is qualified to control the half-elven kingdom."
The Duke of Mordiven suddenly raised his head, looked at Viscount Alston with piercing eyes, and opened his mouth to say something, but after a few murmurs, he was still unable to speak.
Viscount Alston was disappointed.
He had known for a long time that William was cowardly and stupid, but now that the Merdewing family had reached this point, this guy was still the same.
"William, tell me, do you really want to regain the throne that originally belonged to the Merdewing family?"
Having said that, the Duke of Merdewing could no longer avoid it.
He finally nodded and made a mosquito-like voice: "I think so."
"Very good!" The corners of Viscount Alston's lips curled up slightly, "Then, tell me, what happened in the queen's bedroom back then?"
The Duke of Merdewing immediately told him everything he knew in detail.
Viscount Alston was a little disappointed after hearing this.
Because what the Duke of Merdewing narrated was the version he heard from Earl Avon, which was not as convincing as Colin's version.
"What kind of person do you think Viscount Angelet is?" Viscount Alston asked again.
"He... is smart, strong, and has means... Even Her Majesty Queen Aisha obeys him."
"Oh, is it so?"
"Yes. Actually, it was Viscount Angelet who asked me to voluntarily give up the throne to Aisha."
Viscount Alston stroked his mustache, and suddenly frowned: "So, Viscount Angelet now has great control over Silvermoon City?"
"Yes. It can even be said that he is the real owner of Silvermoon City. Many half-elf nobles know that asking Her Majesty the Queen may not necessarily solve their problems, but as long as Viscount Angelet nods, there will be absolutely no hindrance. "
"Really?" Viscount Alston's face became more serious, "Why is Queen Aisha so obedient to him? Doesn't she know that the Black Cavalry has been wiped out in Shadow Canyon?"
"Of course I know. But..." Duke Merdewing hesitated.
Viscount Alston stretched out his right hand, pressed it on the opponent's shoulder, and squeezed it hard, and said in a deep voice, "William, don't worry. The 100,000 troops of Marquis Vincent are about to arrive in Silvermoon City, and we will be your solid backing." , so you don't have to be afraid of anything!"
It was only after hearing the 100,000 troops that Duke Merdevan's expression changed.
After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency, there is actually a remnant of the Black Cavalry who fled to Silvermoon City. It is precisely the mastery of such a military force that made Viscount Angelet Become the true master of the city."
Viscount Alston's eyes widened immediately, and he asked anxiously, "The remnants of the Black Cavalry Army? How did they get here? How many people are there?"
"It is said that they came around from the north of the Shadow Mountains. There are a total of 8,000 people."
Viscount Alston narrowed his eyes, feeling a little puzzled.
He actually knew that part of the Black Cavalry was not blocked in the Shadow Canyon, but was able to escape successfully.
However, he thought that the remnants of the black cavalry army would definitely flee back to the north.
Unexpectedly, they still came to Silvermoon City.
Moreover, Colin never mentioned the existence of this army to him just now.
Thinking of this, Viscount Alston looked up in the direction of Colin.
There, Colin was chatting and laughing with Queen Aisha, with a rather intimate attitude.
"Loyalty to the East?" Viscount Alston said to himself with a sneer, "But Viscount Angelet, it seems that you still have reservations about your loyalty."
"Your Excellency, what did you say?" Duke Merdevan asked cautiously.
"It's nothing." Viscount Alston withdrew his gaze, stopped caring about Colin, and said to Duke Merdewing with a smile, "William, believe me. As long as the Lord Marquis' army arrives in Silvermoon City, all the conspiracies and tricks will disappear." It will all disappear in smoke, and you, the Murdivyn family, will also ascend to the throne of the half-elf throne again!"
Duke Merdevan blushed excitedly, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and whispered:
"Thank you for the grace of the St. Pross family! The Meredith family will always remember it!"
(end of this chapter)