The Original Vampire

One hundred and sixty-nine Bailu City (below)

"Get up, Viscount Auston."

"Yes... the Duke!"

Viscount Auston struggled to stand up, but after kneeling in the snow for three days, his legs were completely unconscious, and he tried several times without success.

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

The Duke of St. Pros did not show any 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!"

His legs were trembling, and the Viscount Auston, who could not stand still, seemed to be amnesty, and hurriedly sat down, but in front of the Duke of St. Pros, he still did not dare to lean on the back of the chair, and his buttocks were only half seated.

"Buried my 200,000 army, I was going to kill you."

Viscount Auston shuddered when he heard the words, but the Duke's next sentence still made him relieved.

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

"Thank you, Lord Duke! Your kindness, the Auston family will definitely remember it!"

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

"Yes." Viscount Auston responded quickly, and then he saw that the Duke of St. Pros had no other orders, so he quickly got up and left.

Then the hall became quiet, neither father and son spoke first, as if they were testing patience.

In the end, the Duke of St. Pros couldn't see his son's lazy appearance, and scolded angrily: "What are you still doing here with me?"

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

The Duke of Saint-Pros glared at him, just wanting to draw his sword and hack to death this unruly son of a bitch who didn't know how to be respected.

But in the end, he forced himself to calm down and asked in a deep voice, "Do you think that with the current situation in the North, should we intervene?"

"Do we still have the strength to intervene?" Earl Evan asked rhetorically,

"The army of the Pegasus Legion has basically been ruined by my good brother, are you planning to dispatch the navy to the north?

Or do you expect to recruit the private soldiers of the lords of the eastern border and let them fight the people of the northern border for us? "

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

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

The Duke of St. Pros's expression improved slightly, and he asked, "How to do it?"

"The current situation in the North is imminent, and the Saint Theon family and the Saint Hilde family will definitely fight to the death, but until they are exhausted, we can't leave the game easily, otherwise, like this Shadow Canyon, it will become A knife in someone else's hand."

Hearing this, the Duke of St. Pros' brows twitched, apparently being poked by his son, but he didn't have a seizure, and continued to listen.

"So, our best choice now is to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. At the same time, you need to pay attention to two key figures."

"Which two?"

"Marquis Dawson and Viscount Angele!" Earl Evan slowly spit out two names, and then explained, "Marquis Dawson wants to realize the dream of the dwarves to establish a country, and he can't talk about allegiance to the Saint Theon family. If you can help him realize this dream, he will fall to whom.

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

As for Viscount Angele, you must have seen the ability of this person through the battle of Silvermoon City. Although he is currently the power of Duke Saint Hilde, I always feel that his loyalty is not firm, and it is possible People who are drawn to us. "

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

Earl Evan continued to say: "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 St. Theon family, they may not be willing to see the northern border fall into the Holy Land. In the hands of the Theon family, it is very likely that when the Saint Hilde family can't hold it, they will end in person."

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

"Not necessarily." Earl Evan shook his head, "Many people hope that the North can change to another owner."

"Who do you mean by 'many people'?"

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

The Duke of St. Pros suddenly became quiet at this time, and even Earl Evan's scrutiny and rude eyes couldn't make him angry.

However, the Duke of St. Pros did not respond to his son's rhetorical question if he had said something.

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

"What, are you excited?" A soft voice suddenly sounded, and the duchess who had changed clothes appeared in the hall.

The Duke of St. Pros seemed to understand what his wife was talking about, sighed, shook his head and said, "Evan is indeed smart, but... to become the Lord of the Eastern Realm, it is not just about being 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 Territory?"

"Yeah. Vincent has been the Marquis of the East Territory for so long, and he has been cultivated by me as the first heir. So many East Territory lords have already placed bets on him. If I abolish him now..."

"Those lords may not have the courage, right?"

"Humph! Of course those who didn't make big bets don't matter.

But as for Earl Hall, he married Vincent's most precious daughter.

And the Earl of Bruggen, whose chamber of commerce gave Vincent the financial support you have in mind.

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 abolish Vincent and let their years of investment go to waste, you say, can they not resent me?

Especially when the Pegasus Legion just suffered heavy losses, hehe, if you are not careful, it may be a chaos! "

With a sigh, he said leisurely: "To be honest, I actually admire the Duke of St. Hilde, and he has the courage to attack his vassals. If I can do a big purge in the Eastern Territory, that idiot Vincent The position of the Marquis is not meant to be abolished!"

The Duchess was silent, and after a long time she spoke again: "But if you are so partial to Vincent, Evan's grievance will only grow."

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

The Duchess's eyes flashed 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."

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