In the study, the Duke of St. Pros and the Marquis of Vincent sat opposite each other.
The atmosphere was extremely stagnant.
The Duke of St. Pros kept his eyes on the face of his son, as if he wanted to see every subtle change in his expression.
Marquis Vincent, on the other hand, looked down at the chessboard on the table, as if he didn't dare to face his father's scrutiny.
The faint sound of shouting and killing came in through the window, but it didn't attract the attention of the two of them at all.
It seemed that it wasn't the terrifying blood cavalry that entered the city at this moment, but just a group of children playing around, not worthy of any extra attention.
He remained calm on the surface, but Marquis Vincent's heart had already been turned upside down.
What the Duke of St. Pros said just now made him sure of one thing—someone among the officers of the Hall family had rebelled!
Of course, perhaps in this person's view, the Marquis Vincent and Earl Hall are the ones who really betrayed the East.
Marquis Vincent understood that what he said next was crucial, and, to truly win the trust of his father, he had to change his original strategy...
Seeing his son falling into a long silence, the Duke of St. Pros did not urge him. He just stared at him coldly, waiting for a reasonable explanation, or another disappointing lie.
After a long time, Marquis Vincent finally spoke:
"Father, if I want to harm you, I won't remind you that the real target of the main force of the Blood Cavalry Army is Bailu City, so that you can arrange everything calmly."
Hearing this, the sharp eyes of the Duke of St. Pross finally softened a little, but he still didn't want to let Marquis Vincent go easily, and asked:
"Then how did you know the real movement of the main force of the Blood Cavalry Army in advance?"
Before Marquis Vincent could reply, the Duke of St. Pros blocked his retreat in advance: "Don't lie to me with nonsense like 'I guessed it'!"
Marquis Vincent's expression kept changing, as if he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. After a while, he finally calmed down, as if he had figured out something.
"Father, do you still remember the sentence you said to me the most when you taught me how to play chess when I was young?"
The Duke of St. Pros was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked inexplicably, "What are you talking about?"
Marquis Vincent finally raised his head, looked back at the Duke of St. Pros calmly, and imitated the other party's tone and said:
"Kill the opponent's 'king', or be killed by the opponent's 'king'!"
The Duke of St. Pros understood what his son meant, and asked, "Then who are you playing against? Evan?"
"Who else but him!" Marquis Vincent roared angrily, "Do you know that I was indeed assassinated in Silvermoon City, and the knights of the Fein family were also involved!"
"The Fein family..." The Duke of St. Pross was taken aback for a moment. He knew that the Fein family was a staunch supporter of his second son.
"That's right! Father, Evan is already on the chessboard and sitting opposite me. Is there any way out for me besides fighting?"
"So you colluded with Colin Angelet and betrayed the Pegasus Navy?"
Marquis Vincent paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You have already started to clean up my support forces in the east, do I have any other options?"
Upon hearing this, the Duke of St. Pros felt a great sadness in his heart, but more, it was anger.
The uncontrollable anger made the air in the room seem to condense at this moment.
Feeling his father's monstrous anger and terrifying oppressive aura, Marquis Vincent hurriedly said:
"But father, I just pretended to take refuge in Colin Angelet in order to gain freedom and use my strength to break the situation, but please believe that the current situation is still under my control, and Earl Hall has not really Betray the East... "
"Didn't you betray the Eastern Territory?" The Duke of St. Pros sneered, "Destroying half of the Tianma navy fleet and helping the blood cavalry cross the Nushui River, isn't that called betrayal?"
Marquis Vincent also went all out at this time, and immediately said without giving an inch:
"If it wasn't for Evan's persecution, how could Earl Hall make such a decision? But father, please believe me, Earl Hall always has his heart in the east. As long as you forgive his mistakes, Nushuihe will still It is a barrier in the east!
As for the Blood Cavalry Army who have already crossed the river, hehe, haven't they already fallen into your trap? "
The Duke of St. Pross restrained his momentum a bit, but he still sneered and said, "So, I still have to thank you?"
Marquis Vincent also heaved a sigh of relief. Knowing that his father had actually softened his heart, he immediately shook his head, made a look of pain, and said in a deep tone:
"No, father. I know that my actions have brought huge losses to the Eastern Realm. The soldiers of the Tianma Navy who died at the hands of my own people, as well as the ghosts of the Eastern Realm who died tragically under the ravages of the Blood Cavalry Army, were all because I…
But is this really just my responsibility
Who pushed Evan onto the chessboard
Facing this game of chess, besides trying my best to win, do I have any other options? "
The Duke of St. Pross suddenly lowered his head, as if unwilling to face his son's angry eyes.
He was suddenly a little confused—could it be that he was really wrong
In fact, a long time ago, someone reminded the Duke of St. Pros that the second son, Evan, had too many thoughts, and it was best to cut off his desire to inherit the Duke of the Eastern Realm early, so as to avoid chaos.
In fact, the Duke of St. Pros listened to this person's persuasion, so he sent Evan to Yeville to make him a mage, and he has been trying his best to help the eldest son Vincent cultivate his own power and stabilize his position as the first heir .
It wasn't until Vincent buried the Pegasus Legion under Silvermoon City, and his wife urged him aside, that the Duke of St. Pross began to waver.
Now, the Duke of St. Pros suddenly felt that if he had persisted to the end, would all of this now not have happened
But soon, he put away this meaningless thought.
Regret is the most useless emotion.
The Duke of St. Pros is even more unwilling to admit that the current situation is caused by his wrong decision back then.
He raised his head again, looked at his son with complicated eyes, and asked, "Do you have a way to bring the Hall family back to the East?"
"Of course!" Marquis Vincent replied without hesitation, "The Hall family has never left!"
At this moment, Marquis Vincent's heart was filled with ecstasy as if he was alive after a catastrophe.
He understood that he had finally regained his father's trust—of course, it might be a compromise he had no choice but to make.
But no matter what, the game of chess that Marquis Vincent faced survived!
"Father, the most important thing now is not to allow the Blood Cavalry Army to take away the members of the Hall family in Bailu City!"
"None of them can get out of Bailu City!" The Duke of St. Pross sneered, his eyes full of confidence.
Then, he ordered to Marquis Vincent:
"I want you to go and bring the Hall family back to me!"
"Yes, father!"
(end of this chapter)