"Is it cruel? At least your father is still alive and can still enjoy his millions of wealth and family happiness." Musk smiled sadly, "But what about my father? He can only wait for delayed justice in the grave!"
Simone looked pale and nodded in frustration.
"Okay, Musk, I will do as you say. I will go home and have a good talk with my father. I hope he will listen."
Simeone said this without confidence because he knew his father's temper.
For this lord who spent most of his life speculating and working hard to rise from the bottom of society to the aristocracy, reputation and status were simply more precious than his life.
…
On the evening of the next day, Simonyi came to the embassy in the rain.
He got off the carriage without an umbrella. When he saw Musk, he was soaked in the rain, with strands of blond hair stuck to his forehead, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.
"Come in, Simone! You need to change into dry clothes, sit down by the fire, have a glass of wine, and warm yourself up."
Musk waved to him.
"No, my friend, we'd better talk outside."
"Outside?"
Musk glanced at the gloomy and rainy sky, hesitated for a moment, turned around and went back to get two umbrellas, and handed one to Simone.
The two held umbrellas and walked into the dark woods.
The grass underfoot was wet and slippery, but fortunately the thick branches and leaves blocked most of the rain.
Musk put away his umbrella and took the initiative to clarify his words.
"Looking at your listlessness, I'm afraid the communication with your father was not pleasant..."
Simone nodded and said in a somewhat unspeakable way: "When my father heard what I said, he was furious at first, and then sat in an armchair in frustration. Ignoring the doctor's instructions, he drank one glass after another, and drank hard liquor.
I can’t help it.”
"Perhaps Sir Alex needs alcohol to boost his courage before he can face reality." Musk sneered coldly.
"Later, when he was half drunk, he finally admitted in person that he was sorry for his old friend Leonardo Justice, your father. He also said that he would meet your requirements to the maximum extent and make all compensation including money, but
...A public apology is unacceptable. It will not only ruin my father's reputation, but also ruin my career..." Simone said bitterly.
"The son of a fraudster will indeed be questioned by the public as to whether he is still qualified to continue to serve as a prosecutor." Musk said calmly.
Simone gritted his teeth and couldn't help but get excited.
"Musk! Frankly speaking, I don't care about any bullshit career, but I can't let my father become a social joke! On behalf of my father, I am willing to apologize to you in the newspaper and make compensation that satisfies you..."
"That's enough! Simone, I have shown the greatest tolerance. Unfortunately, your father is not satisfied yet and dare not publicly admit the crimes he has committed. This disappoints me so much!" Musk couldn't bear it, "My father was raped by your father.
I killed a life, tell me how to compensate for it?!"
"I will give you my life to atone for my father's sins!" Simone replied sharply.
Thunder exploded in the night sky, and lightning flashed across the treetops, illuminating the pale faces of the two young men soaked by the rain.
Musk looked at Simeone in surprise and saw that he looked determined, not like he was impulsive, so he shook his head and advised him to give up this irrational idea.
"This has nothing to do with you, Simone. You are not my enemy." Musk's words were colder than the rain. "I want to challenge your father to a duel. If I win, I have the right to ask your father to be on the duel field."
Confess the crime with your own mouth!”
"My father is just a poor old man who is seriously ill and has no ability to go to the duel..." Simeone swallowed even more.
"I don't even bother to bully an old coward, Simone. If your father accepts my bet, he can hire a duel agent to fight on his behalf..."
Before Musk could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Simeone.
"As my father's son, I have the obligation to take over this duel for him!"
"You? Duel with me?" Musk looked at Simeone in surprise and shook his head, "I'm afraid that won't work."
"You look down on me and think I'm not worthy of being your opponent?"
"Don't be stupid, my friend! This is not a question of strength at all, but your status does not allow you to do this!"
Musk scolded angrily.
"Don't forget, you are a prosecutor. According to the laws of your country, public officials in the judicial industry are not allowed to participate in duels of any nature. What's more, you have always opposed judicial duels and think it is a barbaric act. How can you slap yourself?
A slap?"
"Yes, I am firmly opposed to judicial duels, both from a legal and personal perspective, but in life, there will always be times when I feel wronged. For my father, I have to do what I hate the most..."
Simone smiled sadly.
"Don't worry about me, Musk. Before I came to you today, I had resigned from my position as prosecutor. Now there is no legal provision that can prevent me from accepting this duel initiated by you on behalf of my father."
Musk took a deep breath and took a while to digest the shocking news.
"Why do you want to resign from public office? Simone, you are so stupid! You know, many people work hard all their lives and cannot reach your original position. You can obviously hire a professional duel agent for your father, so why do you want to be so stupid?
You ruined your future with your own hands?!"
"Stop talking, Musk, this is my own choice, and I am willing to bear all the consequences." Simeone looked unusually calm, as if he had thought everything through, "You can arrange the time and place of the duel, and I will be there on time."
Musk stared at Simeone, his thoughts swirling.
Since you can't persuade this desperate young man with reason, you can only use another method to make him wake up.
"There is no need to arrange another time and place, we will decide the winner here."
Musk threw away his umbrella, and a cold light flashed in his hand, revealing a thin sword.
At the same time, Gao Fei received a "divine" reminder from the astrolabe.
From now on, he can control the protagonist.
Immediately afterwards, another main task appeared in the astrolabe:
Defeat Simone Colombo (Ocean Knight Level 12) within 10 rounds without causing fatal damage to him!
"After talking for a long time, we still had to fight."
Complaints are complaints. Gao Fei put himself in Musk and Simeone's shoes and couldn't think of a better solution.
Musk asked Lord Colombo to publicly repent in the newspapers, which was the bottom line he could give in to.
Simone's frank admission of his father's sins is enough to show his noble mind, but as a son, he has to fulfill his filial piety and must stand up and accept the duel on his father's behalf.
