Although he became a captive, the treatment of Marquis Vincent must be different from that of ordinary captives.
He would not be held in a cell or a prison camp, but in a side hall of the half-elf palace.
The side hall was heavily guarded, not only to prevent outsiders from entering, but also to prevent insiders from escaping.
The food and drink are naturally not bad, and there are young and beautiful half-elf maids serving around. If he deliberately forgets his captive status, Marquis Vincent even feels that he is on vacation.
Perhaps because it was not the first time he was captured, Marquis Vincent's psychological adjustment ability has been greatly improved. This time he is no longer as painful and resentful as before. He even kept a calm head and planned Redemption plan for yourself.
He first wrote a letter to his father, the Duke of St. Pros, blaming the high priest Trisley's betrayal for this failure, and made it clear that if it wasn't for the incomprehensible betrayal of this crazy woman, he would have already successfully passed Queen Elsa's death in childbirth plunged Silvermoon City into endless chaos, and even forced Colin Angelet to withdraw from the Half-Elf Kingdom.
Of course, he also wrote down the redemption price proposed by Colin, but he also understood that it was impossible for the Duke of St. Pross to exchange a fleet for himself, so he also suggested that his father send a The eloquent messenger came to Silvermoon City and renegotiated with Colin on a redemption condition acceptable to both parties.
After writing this letter, Marquis Vincent thought about it and wrote another letter to Earl Hall.
The Earl of Hall is an old earl in the Eastern Territory. His family is quite powerful, and his daughter is married to the Marquis of Vincent. Therefore, the Marquis of Vincent wants to ask the other party for help.
After all, this time, there is no Marquis Garcia in Dongjing's hands as a bargaining chip.
To redeem Marquis Vincent, he must bleed heavily.
As Colin reminded before, Marquis Vincent was indeed a little worried that his father would not pay a high price to redeem him, or that his good brother would be a hindrance.
However, Marquis Vincent was not too worried. After all, he is still the nominal Marquis of the Eastern Realm, the first heir to the Lord of the Eastern Realm. Even for the sake of the face of the St. Marquis Vincent has been imprisoned in Silvermoon City.
Marquis Vincent also knew that his father already had the idea of replacing the heir. The marriage contract between his younger brother Earl Evan and the daughter of the San Lorenzo family paladin Prince Leahy was a manifestation of this idea.
It's a pity that God failed to fulfill one's wish, oh, no, maybe it was the wish of Marquis Vincent, Prince Leahy actually killed his own uncle, the Consul of Laytom, which also made Prince Leahy go from everyone overnight. The admired paladin of the Empire has become the evil traitor everyone despises.
This also caused Earl Evan's threat to Marquis Vincent to be greatly weakened.
However, Marquis Vincent will not let his guard down on his good brother, especially in the current situation.
His failure in Silvermoon City gave Earl Evan an excellent chance to turn around. If Earl Evan uses this opportunity to prevent him from returning to the East, or persuade the Duke of St. Pross to abolish Vincent's heir status To lower his redemption price in this way, it would be tantamount to the end of the world for Vincent.
After writing the letter to Earl Hall, Marquis Vincent considered it carefully before stuffing it into an envelope and sealing it with sealing paint.
Afterwards, he got up and walked out of the study, preparing to hand over the two letters to his attendants to send to the East Territory. At this moment, Marquis Vincent suddenly discovered that an old acquaintance had actually entered the courtyard under the escort of the guards.
"Duke Merdewing?" Marquis Vincent greeted the other party with a smile. He guessed that the other party must have come here after being captured, and he felt a little sympathetic.
"Master Marquis!" Duke Merdewing saluted Marquis Vincent respectfully, lowered his head, as if he was not very happy to see Marquis Vincent.
The Marquis of Vincent knew well the reason for the coldness of the Duke of Merdewing. After all, the Duke of Merdewing didn't plan to participate in the rebellion. It was only because his son Charlie was tricked by others that he had to join the rebel army.
Now that it has come to this point, the Duke of Merdewing will naturally not have a good face when he sees the mastermind of this rebellion.
After handing over the two letters to the guards, Marquis Vincent patted Duke Merdewing on the shoulder pretending to be affectionate, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect the two of us to be neighbors right now."
Duke Merdewing stiffly pulled out a smiling face, nodded, but did not reply.
"What? Blame me for dragging you into the water?"
"Don't dare..."
Marquis Vincent heard Duke Merdewing's insincere words, but he didn't care, and invited with a smile: "Come on, come and sit in my room, things are not as bad as you imagined."
The Duke of Merdewing did not resist this time, and followed the Marquis Vincent into the house.
The Marquis Vincent poured a cup of coffee for Duke Merdewing himself, and the corporal's gesture seemed to have finally moved the Duke of Merdewing, only to hear him ask sincerely:
"Lord Marquis, you just said that things are not that bad. Do you have any other way to get rid of the current bad luck for the Meredith family?"
Marquis Vincent smiled lightly, and said in a very confident tone: "William, don't worry. Queen Aisha dare not kill you. You gave up her throne. If you kill you, wouldn't it be a case?" gained a reputation for being ungrateful.
The punishment for you this time is probably nothing more than a dismissal from your position. "
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That's all
Hearing the words, the Duke of Merdevan somehow thought of his son and uncle who had been killed by his own hands again. While his heart was bleeding, he didn't show anything on the surface. He just picked up the coffee, took a sip, and asked :
"Then do we still have a chance for revenge?"
"Of course!" Marquis Vincent laughed loudly, as if he was very satisfied with the "motivation" of the Duke of Merdewing, "This time Aisha and Colin forcibly suppressed the domestic rebellion, but they did not solve the most fundamental problem." conflict-
Elsa has never been able to represent the interests of the half-elves, she is just a puppet supported by the North!
As long as this does not change, Silvermoon City will be a fertile ground for rebellion. We only need a little guidance, and there will be another riot! "
Seeing Duke Merdewing's eyes flickering, Marquis Vincent thought he had figured out the other party's psychology, so he came to the other party, put his hand on his shoulder, and said sincerely:
"William, from the perspective of our Eastern Realm, only the Merdivyn family is the orthodox half-elven royal family, and that Aisha Miller is just a puppet pushed up by the Northern Realm!
Believe me, when we make a comeback in the future, we will definitely put you on the half-elven throne! "
"Thank you for your trust!" Duke Merdewing blushed with excitement, and quickly got up to salute Marquis Vincent.
Marquis Vincent smiled and looked at Duke Merdewing, who was bowing to him, feeling proud. He was about to say a few more words of encouragement when he suddenly felt a pain in his waist!
"you… "
The Duke of Meredith raised his head, and a ferocious smile had already appeared on his face.
"Do you Eastlanders think that you are the savior of the half-elves? But unfortunately, in my eyes, you are just a demon who completely destroyed our peaceful life for your own self-interest!"
"Bastard!" Marquis Vincent kicked Duke Merdewing away, covered the wound on his waist, rushed out of the room, and shouted, "Come on! William Merdewing is crazy!"
However, before the guards outside the palace arrived, Marquis Vincent noticed that a powerful aura had locked him tightly, as if any movement from him would trigger a thunderous blow.
"Save..."
Before Marquis Vincent could utter his cry for help, Duke Merdewing rushed up from behind and thrust the dagger into his chest again.
Seeing the Marquis of Vincent slowly falling to the ground, the Duke of Merdewing raised his bloody dagger, looked up to the sky and laughed, unabashedly showing the joy of getting revenge.
"This is your retribution!"
The guards guarding outside the palace rushed over, but before that, Duke Merdewin cut his own throat without any hesitation.
The guards stared at the tragic situation in front of them, and they froze on the spot for a while.
Until someone woke up from a dream and roared:
"Quick! Go and inform the Earl!"
(end of this chapter)