Chapter 391： Assassinate

Although he became a prisoner, the treatment of the Marquis of Vincent is definitely different from that of ordinary prisoners.

He will not be imprisoned in a cell or a prisoner's camp, but in the side hall of the half-elf palace.

The guards around the Piandian are tight, both to prevent outsiders from entering, but also to prevent insiders from escaping.

Eating and drinking will not be bad, and there is a young and beautiful half-elf maid serving around. If he deliberately forgets his status as a prisoner, the Marquis of Vincent even feels that he is on vacation.

Perhaps because it was not the first time to be captured, the psychological adjustment ability of the Marquis of Vincent has been greatly improved. This time he is no longer as painful and resentful as before. He even kept a cool head and planned. Redemption plan for yourself.

He first wrote a letter to his father, the Duke of Saint-Pros, and blamed all this failure on the betrayal of the high priest Trisli. He clearly stated that if it hadn't been for the incomprehensible betrayal of this mad woman, he would have successfully let it go. Queen Aisha's death in childbirth caused Silvermoon City to fall into endless chaos, and even forced Colin Angele to withdraw from the half-elf kingdom.

Of course, he also wrote the redemption price proposed by Colin, but he also understood that the Duke of Saint-Pros could not really get a fleet in exchange for himself, so he also suggested that his father send one The eloquent messenger came to Silvermoon City and renegotiated with Colin a redemption condition acceptable to both parties.

After writing this letter, Marquis Vincent thought for a while and wrote another letter to Earl Hall.

This Earl Hall is a veteran earl in the East. His family power is quite strong, and his daughter is married to the Marquis of Vincent. Therefore, the Marquis of Vincent wanted to ask for help from the other party.

After all, this time, there is no Marquis Garcia as an exchange bargaining chip in the hands of the East.

If you want to redeem the Marquis of Vincent, you have to bleed heavily.

As Colin reminded him before, the Marquis of Vincent was indeed worried that his father was unwilling to redeem him at a high price, or that his good brother might be making trouble.

However, the Marquis of Vincent did not worry too much. After all, he is still the nominal Marquis of the East, the first heir to the Lord of the East. Even for the face of the Saint-Pros family, his father could not let it go. The Marquis of Vincent has been imprisoned in Silvermoon City.

The Marquis of Vincent also knew that his father actually had the idea of ​​replacing the heir. The marriage contract between his younger brother, Count Evan, and the daughter of Prince Leahy, the Paladin of the San Lorenzo family, was a manifestation of this idea.

It’s a pity that everyone’s wish was not fulfilled, oh, no, perhaps it was the wish of the Marquis of Vincent that Prince Leahy actually killed his uncle, the Archon of Letome, which also made Prince Leahy follow everyone overnight. The admired imperial paladin became an evil traitor whom everyone spurned.

This also led to the Evan's threat to the Marquis of Vincent greatly weakened.

However, the Marquis of Vincent will not relax his vigilance against his good brother, especially in this situation.

His failure in Silvermoon City gave Earl Evan an excellent opportunity to stand up. If Evan uses this opportunity to prevent him from going back to the East, or to make the Duke of Saint-Pros abolish Vincent’s heir status. In order to lower his redemption price, for Vincent, it would be tantamount to the end of the world.

After writing the letter to the Earl of Hall, the Marquis of Vincent considered it again, then stuffed it into the envelope and sealed it with fire paint.

Afterwards, he got up and walked out of the study, preparing to deliver the two letters to the attendants to the east. At this moment, the Marquis of Vincent suddenly discovered that an old acquaintance had walked into the courtyard under the **** of the guards.

"Duke Medewin?" The Marquis of Vincent smiled and greeted the other party. He guessed that the other party should have been captured before they came here, and he felt a bit of sympathy.

"My lord Marquis!" Duke Medewin bowed respectfully to the Marquis of Vincent, lowered his head, seemingly unhappy to comment on the Marquis of Vincent.

The Marquis of Vincent knew the reason why Duke Medewin was a little cold. After all, Duke Medewin didn't intend to participate in this rebellion. He had to join the rebel army only because his son Charlie was deluded by calculations.

Now that it has fallen to this point, Duke Medewin will naturally not have a good face when he sees the mastermind of this rebellion.

After handing the two letters to the guards, the Marquis of Vincent pretended to affectionately patted Duke Medewen on the shoulder, and smiled: "Unexpectedly, the two of us would become neighbors at this moment."

Lord Medewin pulled out a smile stiffly, nodded, but didn't reply.

"What? Blame me for dragging you into the water?"

"Don't dare..."

The Marquis of Vincent heard that Duke Medewin was insincere, but he didn't care. He smiled and invited: "Come on, come and sit in my room, things are not as bad as you think."

Duke Modywin did not resist this time, and followed the Marquis Vincent into the room.

The Marquis of Vincent personally poured a cup of coffee for Duke Medewin. The gesture of this courteous corporal seemed to finally impress Duke Medewin. He only asked sincerely:

"My lord Marquis, you just said that things weren't that bad, is there any way you can get the Medewin family out of the current bad luck?"

The Marquis of Vincent smiled indifferently, and said in a very confident tone: "William, you can rest assured. Queen Aisha did not dare to kill you. You let her throne come out. If you kill you, wouldn't it be true? The reputation of ungratefulness.

The punishment for you this time is estimated to be reduction of position and demotion. "

Relegation and demotion?

That's it?

After hearing this, Duke Medewin somehow thought of his son and uncle who had been killed by his own hands again. While bleeding in his heart, he did not show any signs 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!" The Marquis of Vincent laughed loudly, seeming to be very satisfied with the "entertainment" of Duke Medwyn. "This time Aisha and Colin have forcibly suppressed the domestic rebellion, but they did not solve the most fundamental problem. conflict-

Aisha 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 is a fertile ground for rebellion, and we only need a little guidance, and another riot will be set off! "

Seeing Duke Modywin's eyes flashing, Marquis Vincent thought he had understood the other party's psychology, so he came to the other party, put his hand on his shoulder, and said inwardly:

"William, from the perspective of our East Territory, only the Mediwyn family is the half-elf royal orthodox, and that Aisha Miller is just a puppet forcibly pushed up in the North Territory!

Believe me, when we come back in the future, we will definitely support you on the throne of half-elves! "

"Thank you for your trust!" Duke Medewin flushed with excitement, and quickly got up to salute the Marquis Vincent.

The Marquis of Vincent smiled and looked at Duke Modywin, who was bent over and bowed towards him. He was proud of his heart. He was about to say a few more words of encouragement, but suddenly he noticed a pain in his waist!

"you…"

Duke Modywin raised his head, his face already changed into a hideous smile.

"Do you people in the East think that you are the savior of half-elves? But unfortunately, in my eyes, you are just a demon who completely destroyed our peaceful life for your own self-interest!"

"Asshole!" The Marquis of Vincent kicked Duke Modywin, then covered his waist wound, rushed out of the room, and shouted, "Come on! William Modywin is crazy!"

However, before the guards outside the temple arrived, the Marquis of Vincent noticed that a powerful aura had locked himself firmly, and it seemed that as long as he had any changes, he would launch the thunder. one strike.

"save…"

Before the Marquis Vincent's cry for help, Duke Medewin rushed from behind and thrust the dagger into his chest again.

Seeing the Marquis of Vincent slowly fall to the ground, Duke Medewin raised his **** dagger and laughed up to the sky, revealing the pleasure of revenge without concealment.

"This is your retribution!"

The guards guarding outside the temple rushed over quickly, but before that, Duke Mediwyn cut off his throat without any nostalgia.

The guards looked at the tragic situation in front of them, and they were stunned for a while.

Until someone wakes up from a big dream, he roars:

"Quick! Go and notify the Lord Earl!"