The Original Vampire

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 always kept his gaze on the face of the opposite son, as if he wanted to see every subtle change in his expression.

And Marquis Vincent looked down at the chessboard on the table, as if he didn't dare to face his father's scrutiny.

A faint shout of killing came in through the window, but it did not attract the attention of the two at all.

It seems that it is not the terrible blood cavalry that has entered the city at this moment, but just a group of playful children, not worthy of any unnecessary attention.

On the surface, he remained calm, but Marquis Vincent was already upset in his heart.

The words of the Duke of St. Pros just now made him sure of one thing-some of the officers of the Hall family have betrayed!

Of course, in this person's view, Marquis Vincent and Earl Hall are the ones who truly betrayed the Eastern Territory.

Marquis Vincent understood that what he said next was very important, and to truly win the trust of his father, he had to change his original strategy...

Seeing his son fall into a long silence, the Duke of Saint-Pros did not urge him, but just stared at him with cold eyes, waiting for a reasonable explanation, or another disappointing lie.

After a long time, Marquis Vincent finally spoke:

"Father, if I want to kill you, I won't remind you that the real target of the blood cavalry army is actually Bailu City, so that you can arrange all this calmly."

Hearing this, the stern eyes of the Duke of St. Pros finally softened a little, but he still did not want to let Marquis Vincent off easily, and asked:

"Then how did you know the real movements of the main force of the Blood Cavalry Army in advance?"

Before Marquis Vincent could answer, the Duke of Saint-Pros blocked his retreat in advance: "Don't lie to me with such nonsense as 'I guessed it'!"

Marquis Vincent's face changed constantly, as if he was in a fierce ideological struggle. After a while, he finally calmed down, as if he had figured out something.

"Father, do you remember what you said to me the most when you were teaching me to play chess when I was a child?"

The Duke of St. Pros was obviously stunned,

Then he asked inexplicably, "What?"

Marquis Vincent finally raised his head, looked back at the Duke of St. Pros calmly, and then imitated the other's tone:

"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 is there besides him!" Marquis Vincent growled angrily, "Do you know that I was assassinated in Silvermoon City, and the knights of the Fein family were also involved!"

"The Fein family..." The Duke of St. Pros was slightly taken aback, he knew that the Fein family was a die-hard supporter of his second son.

"That's right! Father, Evan is already on the chessboard and sits across from me. Besides fighting, is there any way I can retreat?"

"So you colluded with Colin Angele and betrayed the Pegasus Navy?"

Marquis Vincent paused for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "You have all started to clean up my support forces in the East, do I have any other options?"

When the Duke of St. Pros heard this, a great sadness surged in his heart, but more than that, it was anger.

The uncontrollable anger made the air in the room seem to condense at this moment.

Marquis Vincent felt his father's monstrous anger and terrifying oppressive aura, and said quickly and anxiously:

"But father, I just pretended to join Colin Angele in order to gain freedom and break the game, but please believe that the current situation is still under my control, and Earl Hall is not really Betray the Eastern Realm..."

"Didn't betray the Eastern Territory?" The Duke of St. Pros sneered, "I destroyed half the Pegasus Navy fleet and helped the Blood Riders to cross the Furious River, isn't that called betrayal?"

Marquis Vincent also gave up 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 faults, the Angry River will still be It is a barrier in the East!

As for the blood cavalry troops who have crossed the river, huh, haven't they fallen into your trap now? "

The Duke of St. Pros's aura restrained a little, but he still said with a sneer: "So, I have to thank you?"

Marquis Vincent also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his father was actually soft-hearted, he immediately shook his head, made an appearance of pain, and said in a deep tone:

"No, father. I know that my actions have brought incomparably huge losses to the Eastern Territory. Those who died in the hands of the Tianma Marine Corps and the souls of the Eastern Territory who died tragically under the raging blood cavalry army were all because of I……

But is this really just my responsibility?

Who exactly pushed Evan to the chessboard?

Faced with this game of chess, besides trying my best to win, is there any other choice? "

The Duke of St. Pros suddenly lowered his head, as if he didn't want to face his son's resentful gaze.

He was suddenly a little confused - was he 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 thoughts of inheriting the Duke of the East Territory early 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 has been trying his best to help the eldest son Vincent cultivate his own power and stabilize his status as the first heir .

It was not until Vincent buried the Pegasus Legion under Silvermoon City, and his wife was beside him, that the Duke of St. Pros began to waver.

Now, the Duke of St. Pros suddenly felt that if he had persevered to the end, wouldn't all this happen now?

But soon, he put away this meaningless idea.

Regret is the most useless emotion.

The Duke of St. Pros is even more reluctant to admit that the current situation was 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 full of ecstasy like the rest of his life.

He understands that he has finally regained his father's trust—of course, it may also be a reluctance to compromise.

But in any case, the game of chess faced by Marquis Vincent is alive!

"Father, the most important thing now is not to let the blood cavalry army pick up the members of the Hall family in Bailu City!"

"None of them can get out of Bailu City!" The Duke of Saint Proos sneered, his eyes full of confidence.

Then he ordered to Marquis Vincent:

"I want you to bring the Hall family back to meet me in person!"

"Yes, Father!"