The Original Vampire

Chapter 169: Bailu City (below)

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"Get up, Viscount Alston."

"Yes... Your Excellency the Duke!"

Viscount Alston struggled to stand up, but after kneeling in the snow for three days, his legs were completely numb, and he failed after several attempts.

Finally, with the support of Earl Evan, he finally stood up straight.

The Duke of St. Pros showed no sympathy or pity for this. He glanced at the two of them indifferently, and then walked into the castle first.

"sit down."

"Thank you, Lord Duke!"

Viscount Alston, whose legs were trembling and unable to stand still, quickly sat down as if he had been pardoned, but he still didn't dare to lean on the back of the chair in front of the Duke of St. Pros, and his buttocks were only half seated.

"Buried my 200,000 troops, I planned to kill you."

Viscount Alston trembled when he heard the words, but the Duke's next sentence made him heave a sigh of relief.

"But for the sake of the loyalty of the Auston family for hundreds of years, I decided to spare your life."

"Thank you, Lord Duke! Your kindness will definitely be remembered by the Auston family!"

The Duke of St. Pross looked at Viscount Alston, who was about to cry bitterly, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, but he still said patiently: "Go to Ice Rock City and tell Viscount Angelet that I agree with his prisoner exchange." Proposal to exchange Garcia for Vincent."

"Yes." Viscount Alston quickly replied, and then he saw that the Duke of St. Pross had no other orders, so he quickly got up and left.

Then the hall became quiet, and neither father nor son spoke first, as if they were competing for patience.

In the end, the Duke of St. Pros couldn't see his son's tired look, so he reprimanded angrily: "Why are you still relying on me?"

Earl Evan spread his hands with an innocent face and said, "Father, didn't you tell me to come over and say you have something to ask me?"

The Duke of St. Pros stared at him, only wanting to draw his sword to kill this rebellious son who has no rules and no sense of dignity.

But after all, he still forced himself to calm down, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you think we should intervene in the current situation in the northern border?"

"Do we still have the strength to intervene?" Earl Evan asked bluntly, "The army of the Pegasus Legion has basically been ruined by my good brother, are you going to send a navy to go to the north

Or, do you expect to recruit the private soldiers of the lords in the east and let them fight the people of the north for us? "

"So you think we can only watch from the sidelines?"

"At least we don't have the strength to invade the northern border with great fanfare. However, we can't say that we can't do anything."

The face of the Duke of St. Pross improved slightly, and he asked: "How?"

"The current situation in the northern border is on the verge of breaking out. Next, the Saint Theon family and the Saint Hilde family will definitely fight to the death, but until they are exhausted, we cannot end easily, otherwise it will be the same as the Shadow Canyon this time. A knife in someone else's hand."

Hearing this, the Duke of St. Pros frowned. It was obvious that his son had poked a sore spot, but he didn't have an attack, but continued to listen.

"So, our best choice now is to sit back and watch the tigers fight. At the same time, you need to pay attention to two key people."

"Which two?"

"Marquis Dawson and Viscount Angelet!" Earl Evan slowly spit out the two names, and then explained, "Marquis Dawson wants to realize the dream of establishing a dwarf nation, and he has no loyalty to the San Theon family. Whoever can help him realize this dream, he will fall for.

Therefore, this is a force that can be wooed by us.

As for Viscount Angelet, you must have seen this man's ability through the Battle of Silvermoon City. Although he is currently the Duke of St. Hilde's power, I always feel that his loyalty is not firm, and it is possible. People who are drawn by us. "

The Duke of St. Pros nodded slowly, agreeing with his son's words.

Earl Evan continued: "In addition, the attitude of the royal family is also very important. I think that with the hatred between the San Lorenzo family and the San Seon family, they may not be willing to see the northern border fall into the San Seon family. In the hands of the Theon family, it is very likely that when the St. Hilde family can't hold on, they will end in person."

"If the San Lorenzo family personally sends troops to the north, what chance does the San Theon family have?"

"Not necessarily." Earl Evan shook his head, "Many people hope that the Northern Territory can change its owner."

"Who do you mean by 'a lot of people'?"

Earl Evan's smile suddenly became playful: "Aren't you one of them?"

The Duke of St. Pross suddenly became quiet at this moment, and even Earl Avan's slightly scrutinizing and disrespectful eyes could not make him angry.

However, the Duke of St. Pross did not respond to his son's pointed rhetorical question just now.

After a long silence, Earl Evan suddenly yawned and said with a smile, "Father, if there is nothing else, I'll go back and rest first."

The Duke of St. Pros nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing the son's back slowly disappearing outside the hall, the Duke of St. Pros's eyes became a little struggling.

"Why, are you moved?" A soft voice suddenly sounded, and the Duchess, who had changed into a new dress, appeared in the hall.

The Duke of St. Pros seemed to understand what his wife said, sighed, shook his head and said: "Evan is indeed smart, but... to become the master of the Eastern Realm, you don't just need to be smart.

not to mention… "

The Duchess stepped forward, gently kneaded her husband's shoulders, and said softly, "Are you worried about the lords of the Eastern Region?"

"That's right. Vincent has been the Marquis of the East Region for so long, and I have always been training him as the first heir. So many Lords of the East Region have already placed their bets on him. If I abolish him now..."

"Those lords may not have the courage, do they?"

"Hmph! Of course it doesn't matter to those who didn't make big bets.

But Earl Hall, he married his most precious daughter to Vincent.

And Earl Bruggen, you know how much money his Chamber of Commerce provided Vincent with.

There is also the Auston family, who are almost completely tied to Vincent. I don't know whether to call them smart or call them stupid!

Once these families see that I abolished Vincent and ruined their years of investment, tell me, can they not resent me

Especially when the Pegasus Legion had just suffered heavy losses, hehe, if one was not careful, it might be a big mess! "

With a sigh, he said leisurely again: "To be honest, I actually admire the Duke of St. Hilde. He has the courage to attack his vassals. If I can clean up the Eastern Region, Vincent that idiot The position of marquis is not abolished at all!"

The Duchess was silent, and she spoke again after a long time: "But if you favor Vincent so much, Evan's resentment will only grow bigger and bigger."

The Duke of St. Pross sneered: "Without the support of corresponding strength, what's the use of his resentment?"

The Duchess' eyes flickered, and she suggested, "It's not too late for you to help Evan cultivate power now."

The Duke of St. Pros pondered for a moment, but still shook his head and said:

"Just wait and see."

(end of this chapter)