Chen Huijie, I am not a good person anymore!

"I never thought that the Duke of Caister, who always keeps his promises, would betray me."

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Richard. We have always said that we came here to seek cooperation, but we never said that it was your cooperation."

If it wasn't for the purpose of contacting Roya, there would be no need for Caister to send Naris, the gray hat man who had contact with Roya and survived. Richard was just wishful thinking from beginning to end.

"You...I'm going to kill you all!"

With nineteen guards including himself, against a gray hat who was still injured, an old man who was bedridden, and Roya who only had a sword and could not use Originium skills, Richard felt that he had a sure win.

As long as these people were killed, they could put the blame on the Grey Hats of Roya and Caster for all their deaths and instigated some people to rebel, causing rivers of blood. As an illegitimate child, Richard could still sit on the throne of the Duke of Stafford and gain reputational support by avenging his father.

But when he saw Luo Ya's compassionate eyes, he was confused. Why was his vision reversed? Why was the world spinning so slowly?

"From beginning to end, I actually didn't send you a telegram."

Roya didn't know whether his words reached Richard's ears. He looked at the head that fell to the ground and shook his head regretfully. He turned around and looked at the Duke of Stafford, ignoring the shocked gray hat. Roya actually liked his shocked expression.

"Are you surprised? I like to see the expression on your face when you, who think you are in control of everything, realize that you are not smart either."

The ground was covered in blood, and the blood was all over everyone, except Luo Ya, as if even the cold blood did not dare to get close to him.

The Duke of Stafford, who thought he had everything under control, now discovered that the young man in front of him was far beyond his imagination.

"It's so quiet. This room has great soundproofing, doesn't it?"

Eighteen guards of the Duke of Stafford stood behind Roya. One of them put away his sword and looked at Richard's body slowly falling in front of him without a trace of guilt.

Luo Ya's fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of the sword, his eyes full of pity.

"If he had been smarter, we could have cooperated with him. At least we could have saved his life."

"It seems I haven't thought about it enough."

Like Wellington, he was tricked by Roya. Knowing this, the Duke of Stafford realized that he was at a disadvantage.

"Indeed, you don't think like that old fellow Wellington that I am a pawn sent by Da Yan to interfere in Victoria's political situation."

"Is Da Yan really involved?"

"No, actually not at all. I just borrowed your fear of it. The more you worry about the possibility of Da Yan behind me, the more careful you must be in doing things. But I really have no connection with Da Yan."

Luo Ya didn't care whether the other party believed it or not. He just walked to the Duke of Stafford's bedside, picked up a knife, wiped the blood off the cake, and cut it into several pieces.

"Want to eat?"

He was clearly a guest, but he behaved more rudely than the host. Taking a look at the five pieces of cake on the table, the Duke of Stafford was finally sure that he had been thoroughly investigated by this young man.

"So who was the one who reached an agreement with you? I thought it was Richard, but now it seems that he was just a smokescreen for you to divert my attention."

"It's not that hard to guess. After all, he's so stupid. It's incredible that you would believe that I chose him as a partner."

Luo Ya ate the cake without any scruples, not worrying at all that it might be poisonous. He glanced at the paper box next to the cake and the note inside with some doubt.

"what are these?"

"It's nothing, just some waste paper. None of my unworthy descendants are capable of taking over my position. I asked them to guess the purpose of your visit, but most likely no one guessed it."

Who would have believed that Roya would dare to board a high-speed warship alone and assassinate Grand Duke Stafford in front of dozens of people? Even the Duke himself, who came to this conclusion, couldn't help laughing that night.

He originally thought that Roya was allying with Charles and using the latter's hatred for him to incite rebellion, intending to support Charles as the new Grand Duke.

After all, a newly appointed Grand Duke is much easier to control than a shrewd and cunning man like him.

"In fact, you can still figure it out if you just think a little more. It's a pity that no matter how hard you try, you can't die. Ageing has made you lose your former sharpness. If you were ten years younger, I would only be able to sit down and talk with you politely."

Aging, Roya's words touched the heart of the Duke of Stafford. Looking at the wrinkles and age spots on his skin, he could not refute his own aging. Just controlling these unfilial children and grandchildren had already consumed a lot of his energy, not to mention having to face the other grand dukes who were eyeing him covetously.

His energy is indeed no longer what it used to be, and his thinking reaction and other aspects are much weaker. Death has never knocked on his door, but illness has never left his side.

"But I feel like even if I were ten years younger, you would still kill me in front of everyone."

"That's true." Luo Ya did not deny the possibility. "But if that happens, I will suffer a great loss. All of your sons, grandsons and granddaughters are dishonest. Many of your subordinates have secretly defected to the Duke of Castor. Some have defected to the Duke of Fife and the Duke of Normandy. But I guess these two are also on the side of Castor."

The more Roya talked, the more Naris, as the man in the gray hat, sweated profusely, because what Roya said was indeed correct. The Duke of Caster and the three Grand Dukes of Godottin and Normandy had secretly reached a cooperation agreement just a week ago, but it was impossible for the news to spread yet.

But as Luo Ya said, if he really killed the Grand Duke of Stafford directly, then his heirs and followers would definitely turn to Caister with their family fortunes, which would greatly enhance the strength of the Duke of Caister, even enough to compete with the Iron Duke. Shen Chi would not get any benefits, and he, as a secretary, would also have to bear the crime of assassinating the Grand Duke.

"So you need a Richard with a weak brain to divert my attention and get rid of all those who may affect the status and ruling power of the new Duke of Stafford. Let me think about it... Have you thought about putting the blame on him?"

"Yes, the new Duke of Stafford will announce the truth of this incident. Richard was dissatisfied with his illegitimate status and was unable to obtain the inheritance rights, so he killed his brothers and nephews on the day of the meeting. He failed to force the Duke to hand over the inheritance rights, so he killed you in anger."

The strong smell of blood made him lose his appetite, so Luo Ya only took a few bites of the cake and put it down.

“Before coming here, I actually didn’t know who my partner was, so I bet he was a smart guy who knew how to hide himself and how to deal with these troublesome opponents without getting his hands dirty.

"But actually, I have thought about it. If this partner is really not that smart, then I will have to do it myself."

The Duke of Stafford's right eyelid twitched violently, but he remained calm and composed despite the loss.

"I don't believe it. If all this hadn't happened, do you think you could really kill thirty guards and everyone present with just a sword, and then leave easily?"

"It will be a little troublesome, but it's not a big problem."

Luo Ya waved his hand casually, tapping the table with his fingers. Even though his attitude and words were too arrogant, his expression gave people a feeling that "he seemed to be able to do it."

"It would be best if I didn't have to do anything. But it's a little difficult since you can't die."

Stafford's eyelids twitched suddenly. He had indeed thought that Luo Ya had guessed most of his affairs, but he was really surprised by this one point. This was his most unknown secret.

"How could you possibly know…who told you?"

Even though his son, his wife and his lover, none of them knew that the Duke of Stafford should have died long ago, he is still alive today and it is impossible for him to die even if he is seriously ill.

"Why do you act so surprised? This is actually quite normal."

Roya's sword was against the Duke of Stafford's throat. After taking off the kind mask, the madness in his eyes made the old man, who was at the peak of Victoria's full power, feel a chill down his spine.

"Or do you really think I know nothing about the Unicorn's secret order?"

With a swing of the sword, the red sword energy cut through the curtain behind the bed. Although there was nothing there, the Duke of Stafford could no longer maintain his calm demeanor.

"You know all that?"

"I've known this since I found out that France was yours."

The blade left a burning mark on the Duke's face, but Roya didn't intend to kill him yet, so he retracted the sword and pointed it at Richard's body.

"You are suspicious of so many people, what a pity... Haven't you ever thought about this question?" Luo Ya glanced at the many bodies lying on the ground, "Whether it's Richard or Fox who was responsible for sending the telegram, who did they belong to?"

How could Roya not be fully prepared to use the red dragon Abrana and the entire deep pool as bait to catch the big fish Stafford?

"Edward!"

Ignoring the pain on his face, the Duke of Stafford looked at Edward's body lying on the ground, and the corpse's fingers suddenly moved.

But what was even more surprising was that the tightly closed door was pushed open again, and Edward, covered in blood, walked in with a sword in hand, followed by a blue-haired female Sarkaz with a great figure.

"Your Excellency, did you call me?"

Chapter 63: The Sarkaz People Who Disrupt the Situation

The heavy door closed again, and Edward, along with the Sarkaz woman beside him, walked to the Duke of Stafford's bedside, his eyes cold and full of disgust.

"You're not dead!?"

"Yes, there is another great master of disguise in my guard team, but it seems that he failed to fool Mr. Luoya?"

Edward looked at Luo Ya. This was their first formal meeting. The coldness and emptiness in the other's eyes made him feel very uncomfortable.

Looking at the mess of corpses and Luo Ya's calm appearance, he knew that his choice this time was the right one.

"If you can't even tell whether someone is dead or not, I'd better retire early. But I never thought you would cooperate with the Sarkaz."

Reaching out his hand to shake, Roya looked at the blue-haired Sarkaz woman beside Edward. The black dress set off her proud figure. The power emitted by the staff like a dead vine pushed away the blood under her feet. Her dark eyes were also looking at Roya with a hint of cruel interest.

This is a very dangerous woman. Roya subconsciously grasped the sword. People of this level are not just any Sarkaz mercenaries that can be found casually.

(Another guy who is betting on both sides. Tsk, but there is no one else to choose from. This damn aristocracy system is annoying.)

Seeing that Luo Ya was gradually becoming impatient, Edward was about to explain, but the corpse on the ground that looked exactly like him stood up instead.

"Stop, Salus, we've killed enough people today."

His skin shrank and became younger, and his hair became like light green seaweed, covering his left eye. His green eyes showed no sign of concealing his admiration for Roya. The man disguised as Edward signaled Salus not to mess around.

"Haha...hahahaha, I never expected that my grandson would actually collude with the Sarkaz royal court. Isn't he afraid of being bitten back?"

Duke Stafford couldn't help but laugh. There was no lack of confidence in facing Roya in his tone, only anger. Now he knew who the Sarkaz guards Edward brought were.

The Sarkaz court. When Roya heard this word, his face seemed to become a little strange. He remembered that the Sarkaz Demon King that Kal'tsit was loyal to was not on good terms with some people in the court.

"You forced me to do this, Your Excellency the Grand Duke." Edward didn't care that the man in front of him was his grandfather. "Look at the miserable situation here. This is the only fruit that your conspiracy and ambition can produce."

"Richard is a fool. He has always thought that Fox is one of his own and that the person who contacted him was Roya. You have been preparing for this since the Earl of Oak Forest sent this telegram."

By now, the Duke of Stafford had almost guessed what was going on. As Roya said, he had never sent any telegrams to Richard, because the one who contacted Richard was Edward himself. The conspiracy had been woven since the very beginning, when Roya asked the Earl of Oakwood to send a letter to the Stanford that night.

"In fact, Your Excellency the Duke, you are not very smart either. Do you think it was an accident that you discovered that Richard was your illegitimate son? I just didn't expect that you would promote this illegitimate son to this level in just three years.

"I knew Richard's identity from the beginning, and I was the one who asked Fox to build a good relationship with him. I knew you wouldn't let this relatively good illegitimate child wander around. Maybe you still had some conscience at the time and wanted to compensate him."

Not a few days ago, but several years ago, Edward had been trying to plant a nail next to the Duke of Stafford, and it was a very conspicuous nail, so as to divert his attention.

"Lying dormant and waiting for opportunities, pretending to be weak and protecting yourself, you obviously knew all these before, but now you are old and have to suffer these losses, it's really not right."

The Duke of Stafford clenched his fists. Only then did he realize how outstanding his grandson was. He had never shown his sharp fangs and claws in more than 20 years, but he didn't understand.

"Why, why do you want to do this? You are the most suitable heir to the position of Grand Duke. If you are willing to inherit, why would your father and brothers do this?"

As the most suitable heir, Edward has outstanding abilities and is well-known in the territory and the surrounding areas. If he really wanted the position of Grand Duke, he should have just asked for it directly, and things would not have developed like this.

"Can you even ask this question?!"

Edward sneered, and the eighteen guards stood behind him. Roya and Duke Stafford seemed to be isolated. Naris looked at this with mixed feelings, he had seen this situation many times.

"I would rather lie in bed pretending to be dying than give up my life and be used as a pawn by others. I don't think I can do it.

"I was watching you that night twenty years ago!"

The Duke of Stafford's pupils suddenly contracted. The night twenty years ago was the night he came into contact with that person and gained eternal life.

"When I saw you begging for mercy and kneeling down to beg for more time for this decaying body, I knew that the so-called Grand Duke was just such a person, no different from the king who was hanged that year."

It was also on that night that Edward knew he had to restrain his edge and talent and make himself appear weak and without ambition. He didn't even dare to talk in his sleep, so how could he accidentally leak so much information? He just wanted to make the Duke of Stafford let down his guard.

"Rather than being a pawn, would you rather form an alliance with this group of demons?"

Hearing the words "demon guy", Salus and the green-haired man were a little unhappy, while Edward shook his head.

"It's better to make friends with the Sarkaz than to be someone else's dog. You may not know that I took the initiative to contact the Earl of Oak Forest County in the hope of contacting Mr. Roya in the name of the Duke of Stafford."

This is the only explanation that really works. The conspiracy woven by Roya and Edward had taken everyone into account from the beginning to the end. They used Richard to eliminate all political enemies and divert the attention of the Duke of Stafford. Edward knew that he was being monitored by the shadow, so he always deliberately revealed the appearance that he knew nothing.

Roya was the bait to lure the Duke of Stafford, and Edward was the knife to kill him. This was a trap designed for him from the beginning to the end, but he was not the only target.

He suddenly remembered what Roya said just now about the good soundproofing of this room. It turned out that Roya was just buying time for Edward so that he could get rid of the other people's guards and take control of the entire high-speed battleship as quickly as possible. At this moment, there must be many more people dead outside than here.

"Well, our future Duke of Stafford, would you mind explaining these two to me first? I don't remember anything about the Tikaz in our conditions."

Roya's face was not looking good. The appearance of the Sarkaz was not in his plan.

Tikaz is the ancient name of the Sarkaz people. Not many people know it nowadays. If it was other Sarkaz mercenaries, then Roya could understand it, but the Sarkaz Royal Court does not sound like a name that any mercenary can use.

“We just wanted to make an investment.”

"Then I declare this cooperation invalid in the name of Victoria. Please take your people back. Of course, we will give you some compensation."

Luo Ya looked at Edward and saw that his face was not so good. He immediately realized that he was also a double-betterer. But who else should he go to? Why go to the Sarkaz? Isn't this giving him something to do?

"It seems I still need to find someone suitable to inherit the title of Duke of Stafford."

He pulled out the sword that Abrana had given him, and gently placed the tip of the sword on the ground. The blood flowed from the tip into the blade, making the already bright red sword even more enchanting. Roja took out the Sanity Liquid that Kal'tsit had given him from his pocket, opened it, and drank it.

"Don't be so heartless, little brother. Well, I think we can talk slowly, like getting to know each other first. Are you interested in a relationship?"

The woman who called herself Salus gave Luoya an ambiguous look. As a woman, she was indeed impeccable, with an excellent figure and temperament, but Luoya just glanced at her coldly.

"My partner is going to be the King of Victoria, who are you?"

The sword given by the red dragon is fueled by blood, and flames wrap around from the hilt to the tip. This is the power of the sword itself and has nothing to do with Roya.

"Mr. Luo Ya, it's not that we couldn't talk before. You don't want to be regarded as the real murderer of the Grand Duke, right?"

If possible, Edward would like to talk to Luo Ya. Although Luo Ya is so bold that he almost knows no fear, this does not prevent Edward from admiring his character and ability to do things.

“Alas… Another fool who is betting on both sides. I came here to kill him. Am I afraid that others will know?