Chapter 258 Raising glasses to share the same hatred (Part 2)
The silence in the study lasted for a long time.
After a while, Zhan finally recovered from his heavy emotions and sighed loudly:
"The killer, the man named Boerwin, the so-called killer who killed my father, was greatly favored by Uncle Sona, and voluntarily took the charge of assassinating the Duke - of course, his uncle let him die happily and did not suffer any pain.
Torture.”
Federico shuddered and came to his senses:
"The real killer..."
Zhan En shook his head tiredly:
"We only know that the man's later nickname was Anti-Machete, or it was barely traced out from the circumstantial evidence that was passed through unknown hands. The reliability is not high - six people died in Kongming Palace that night.
A bodyguard, of whom Ashford and my mother had only a passing glance."
Thales' expression moved slightly.
"The Scimitar...he...who sent him here?" Fede said blankly.
Zhan fell silent.
He slowly raised his head, revealing strange eyes and a pale smile.
"But you know, Feder, as smart as you are, you have always known it," he looked at Federico with a chilling look, "it's just that you didn't want to admit it."
Federico's eyes widened.
"Or can't admit it."
Zhan said softly:
"I dare not admit it even more."
Federico trembled all over!
Thales figured something out and couldn't hide his shock.
"Just like me, no matter how angry, unfair, hypocritical and vicious I am, I still have to give orders without conscience and let the blood bottle help do the dirty work and clean up all the clues that may lead to the old cases.
Clean at all costs.”
The smile on Zhan En's face was equally divided by desolation and resentment:
"Because I absolutely cannot, cannot reveal to the outside world the real culprit behind my father's assassination - even if it's just for the sake of the Emerald City."
Federico said no more.
Thales could no longer help but question:
"Zhan, wait, you mean I was the one responsible for the death of the old Duke..."
This time, Zhan suddenly turned his head, his attitude changed drastically, and he roared with a kind of resentment and hatred that Thales had never seen before:
"I said it, Thales! Shut up! Shut up!"
Zhan was so excited that he stood up and pointed directly at Thales:
"When I'm talking to my cousin, when Iris and I are talking about private matters, you're not allowed to interrupt a word!"
Thales was shocked and froze on the spot:
"I……"
"No penetration!" Zhan roared, his eyes red.
In the blink of an eye, the Duke of Nan'an's respect and restraint for the prince disappeared.
Thales hesitated for a while and finally fell silent.
Perhaps they were used to the occasional loud shouting in the study. As long as it was not Tails himself who made the noise, the Star Lake guards outside the door remained silent and did not knock on the door again to inquire.
"Jane." Federico said feebly, seeming to be a reminder and a request.
Zhan took a deep breath and sat down slowly.
It can be seen that he is adjusting his emotions, but with little effect.
"Because of you, Thales Bright Star, you are unlucky, damned, cursed by the setting sun," the Duke of South Bank tried his best to look away from Thales, and spoke with pain and restraint, "but you are lucky again.
, unfair, the shameless bastard who was destined to wear the crown from birth..."
Zhan clenched his fists, trembling all over, and gritted his teeth:
"You have no idea that you want me to let you go, let your enemy's son speak, move, and even breathe freely in the Emerald City and Kongming Palace... and let a fool named Canxing live in the Emerald City and Kongming Palace.
In my father's and uncle's place, I could come and go freely, and I was mainly a guest...
"... endured your shameless proposal to marry the daughter of the Kevin Deer family, endured you laughing and talking about love with my sister... endured your condescending and rude remarks to me, and even made irresponsible remarks about the misfortune of my father and uncle,
Instigate my blood relatives to become my enemies..."
Thales was stunned.
He looked at Zhan, who couldn't control himself, and looked at the other person's expression and eyes with mixed emotions.
It was something unprecedented, or rather, something that had been hidden for a long time but could not be expressed...
Deep, naked hatred.
Unforgettable.
Zhan's words were trembling and his breathing was not smooth. He had to take multiple breaths midway to keep his words flowing:
"Tiles, you have no idea how broad-minded, how great, and how profound it takes for me to do this."
He finally had the courage to raise his head and look at Thales resentfully, or at what was behind Thales:
"you do not know."
Zhan trembled and said:
"You don't know a damn thing."
In such an atmosphere, Thales could only lower his head and passively and without reaction bear the hatred that perhaps he should not bear.
"Because you are Thales, the fucking great saint of the kingdom, and the shining star."
Zhan hissed:
"You belong to that team that will never be stigmatized, will always have an outstanding image, will always be praised by everyone, will never be hated, and deserves to be cursed..."
Zhan gritted his teeth and spoke every word, obviously extremely disgusted:
"Dirty, dirty, blood, pulse."
The study became quiet again.
There was only the faint sound of Federico's tea cup and Zhan's rapid breathing that gradually subsided.
Thales closed his eyes deeply.
He suddenly remembered what he had experienced in the past few days.
Thinking of those Emerald City officials who pretended not to know anything in front of him and cooperated with the show.
And what Zhan just said:
[If I were you, Feder, I should show my wisdom as an official in the Emerald City. Even if I find something fishy, I would pretend not to know anything about it, cooperate with us and accept the conditions with gratitude. ]
[Why do you have to expose it and embarrass everyone? 】
Seeing Zhan's appearance of not letting strangers approach him, Thales felt complicated and uncomfortable.
"Why."
Finally, Federico spoke with difficulty and broke the silence. He looked at his cousin lifelessly:
"Why my father? Why Sona Kevindir?"
Zhan En sneered and took a sip.
"Then who can the Emerald City count on? The other ineffective uncles in the family who have assimilated with the old aristocrats and only know how to eat, drink, have fun and act arrogantly? Or the ungrateful twin tower swords and four-winged giant lizards?"
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After a few seconds, Zhan En took a deep breath, lowered his head and stroked his forehead.
Seemingly realizing that he had not answered the question correctly, he calmly added:
"Because, because uncle, he doesn't want to become the enemy's pawn and make a fatal move for our family."
Federico's eyes were filled with grief.
"Because if he doesn't die, if he doesn't die before the messenger of royal accountability arrives, if he doesn't die before the kingdom's secret department takes him to the capital for detailed interrogation, and beats him to the real murderer, and if he doesn't die before the supreme king's decree comes down, then there will be civil strife in the Emerald City.
It will not only be limited to civil strife, but will completely become the Colosseum of the entire Kingdom of Stars and the betting slip for the Fuxing Palace."
Zhan En snorted coldly:
"Just like back then, the one-winged crow in the Western Wilderness - do you know what happened to the previous generation of Earl of Wing Castle?"
Thales' thoughts moved.
"You know the human tragedy of the Croma family back then, if it weren't for my father's best efforts to mediate and the tough attitude of the previous generation of Duke Xihuang, including the Karabiyan family's guarantee..."
Zhan En said coldly:
"Once his case is made public, the Croma family will even be excommunicated from the Sunset Temple for committing the crime of murdering his wife - his wife is also the sister of the old earl of Stone City and the cousin of the Sunset Archbishop - and attempting to kill his son.
, is it possible that you can’t even keep the title and fiefdom of Yibao?”
Zhan turned his head and took a sip of tea, showing no reaction to the bitterness in it:
"Let alone a younger brother who dares to kill the Duke and his own brother..."
Federico closed his eyes.
"And Uncle Sona knows this very well," Zhan En tightened his grip on the tea cup, "and so does my mother."
Federico is still lost:
"why why……"
"Because my uncle is the best Kevin Deere - this is what my father said in the last letter he wrote to me before his death." Zhan said sadly.
"But he didn't tell me."
Federico's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tremblingly:
"He didn't."
"He left a suicide note for you, asking you not to take revenge," Zhan En shook his head, "It's just that you don't believe it."
"He didn't write it clearly..."
"He can't write it clearly!"
Zhan En said impatiently:
"He can't make sure that you paranoid fool doesn't give the enemy another excuse to invade the Emerald City!"
Federico stared at the broken tea in the tea cup.
"I don't believe it! That is, that can only be what he wrote under your coercion! If you think that I will let it go -"
Zhan sneered and shook his head.
"Please, no one can intimidate Sona Kevindir, not even his most respected brother," he seemed to gradually return to his previous meanness, "Why do you think people think Iris is fighting among themselves? Why do they think uncle
Are you qualified to be the old Duke's political opponent? Is it because your father is so talkative that anyone can force him to write a suicide note?"
Federico didn't answer.
"In this way, this 'family civil strife' that was enough to cause a storm and attract the intervention of powerful powers ended before I returned to China: everything was caused by the iris flower causing Xiaoqiang, and it was just Kevin Deere's self-improvement."
Zhan En said quietly:
"Except for changing the Duke, everything in the Emerald City remains as usual. The interests of each family remain unchanged and the balance is maintained. Except for a few reprimands, the enemy has no way to attack and returns in despair."
He finally sighed and said the clan dialect:
"It's better to be friends than to die because of enemies."
Federico's expression was extremely struggling.
Thales didn't speak - not only because Zhan didn't welcome his interruption, but also because he shouldn't have spoken at this time.
But he felt that at this moment, the chair under his butt was particularly painful.
After a while, Federico slapped the seat as if to vent his anger and raised his head angrily!
"No, no, no, no... I don't believe it! I know you, Zhan, and I know these are just tricks you used to achieve your goals..."
"I said everything I needed to say, without any hesitation, even in front of this little brat."
Zhan interrupted him with a sneer.
"As for why you don't believe it, why would you rather believe the ulterior motives of outsiders than the ties of blood kinship? You would rather believe that your father died unjustly due to a conspiracy than to believe the solemn words we can write on the notice.
, or in other words, once you believe it, what will be the consequences..."
Zhan glanced at Federico with ulterior motives:
"Then only you know."
Federico's breath hitched!
"No, you..." He gritted his teeth and said, but couldn't continue.
"As for you, Feder, is it your father or the Viscount of Gonghai City that you miss? Is it Uncle Sona's innocence and justice, or is it what he can give you when he is alive - or even died inexplicably?
The benefits it brings?" Zhan En said coldly.
Federico was stunned for a moment, then shook his head fiercely:
"No, you are just repeating your old tricks, acting, talking nonsense, trying to shake me..."
"For the sake of the setting sun, Fede, think about it," Zhan En said loudly, "When you failed in the rebellion in Gonghai City, if it weren't for your father's sake, neither I nor the Lassia family would have done anything to us.
How could it be possible to let you run away? With the cooperative relationship between Iris and the Kingdom of Darkness over the years, how could it be possible to let you live?"
Federico paused.
"If there hadn't been an accident on the way, our alliance with Corleone broke down, and the Blood Fangs fell to them..." Zhan couldn't help but glared at Thales, who smiled politely, "How could you be let back?
?”
Zhan En thought of something again.
"And you, many years later, Fede, you surrendered to them, to our enemies so easily," he said sarcastically, "and the methods you used to divide the family and smear Iris are even the same as they were back then.
"Iris' ability to become the backbone of the city's chain relies on the ruling jurisprudence from the time of the Revival King, the illustrious reputation of the ancestors, and the natural rights of Kevin Deere, so whether it was the Emerald City back then or today
We cannot avoid it, nor can we escape their sudden attack on us by using the supreme ruling legal principles."
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"Not to mention, we still have a mole."
"No!"
Federico couldn't help but interrupt him. The former held up the tea cup, and the tea in the cup trembled:
"I don't believe it. You are lying, my father -"
"Yes, uncle is a stubborn die-hard. He is not only my father's right-hand man, but also his later political opponent. He is the spokesman and protective umbrella of the conservative forces in Emerald City."
Zhan En said impatiently:
"But don't forget, he is also an upright descendant of Iris, with the blood of Kevin Deere! When a greater crisis struck, he endured the humiliation and refused to become the enemy's pawn or tool, even at the expense of his life."
Federico was silent for a while, but when he spoke again he became even more angry:
"No, this doesn't absolve you!"
He raised his head angrily and looked at Zhan:
"You drove him to death."
"all of you!"
Zhan fell silent.
"I'll tell you the truth, I didn't have time to come back," the Duke sighed, without looking back at Feder. "It was my mother who went to persuade your father."
Federico's eyebrows moved.
"I don't know what Uncle Sona thinks, and I don't know if your father regrets it, let alone that I am proud of her behavior," Zhan En whispered, "But the building is about to collapse, and my mother made a
He made the most difficult and painful decision that could be made at that critical moment."
"She died of depression a year later, and I guess it was because she always felt guilty about her uncle."
Zhan En paused for a second and couldn't bear to say:
"Although...even though uncle has no complaints."
Federico trembled all over and subconsciously denounced:
"lie!"
Federico took a sip of the remaining bitter tea and forced himself to calm down.
"You just said that to sow discord between me and His Highness the Prince, to make me feel resentful towards him and to make him hesitate towards me."
He looked at Thales, but his eyes dodged.
Thales also felt quite uncomfortable.
"Then think carefully, cousin," Zhan En sneered, "How far are you willing to go for your power and position?"
He stared at Feder:
"Can you endure your father-killing enemy giving orders to you, enduring him sitting in front of you talking and laughing, while you still have to bow to him, toast to him, have fun, or even become allies and trade with each other?"
Federico shuddered slightly.
"For the sake of the peace of the Emerald City and the future of Iris, can you pretend to be ignorant even if you know the truth? Not only can you not expose it, but you must also try your best to keep it secret, and endure the pain and anger to squeeze out a smile?"
Thales frowned deeply.
The next second, Zhan En shouted angrily:
"Can you!!!"
Federico was stunned for a moment.
After a while, Zhan finally calmed down and looked down at the tea that had already been drunk.
"I can."
Duke's quiet road on the south bank.
"I can do it."
Zhan’s face was expressionless:
"Exactly...eleven years."
Thales closed his eyes.
"So long that even I thought..."
Zhan En laughed miserably:
"I have forgotten the hatred of killing my father and the hatred of taking over my family."
After hearing this, Thales finally sighed.
"What can I say?" the prince whispered.
Zhan glanced at him.
"Can't - but you won't say it?"
The Duke of Southbank suppressed his resentment.
Thales curled his lips.
Federico sniffed and gritted his teeth.
"I still don't believe you, cousin," he tried to regain his thinking, "I suggest you don't believe him either, Your Highness."
Thales couldn't help but frown.
Really impressive.
Thales's voice in his heart whispered in admiration:
Even though the words came to this, the exiled noble remained calm, refused to believe, and insisted on denying.
Should I say he is too calm or too emotional?
Are you too impulsive or too smart?
Is it too insistent, or...
Too realistic?
Thales was shocked.
Zhan En smiled sarcastically upon hearing this.
"Of course, cousin, because from your position, you probably can't believe it at all, and you don't dare to believe it."
But the next second, Zhan turned to Thales:
"He won't cooperate with you, Thales. He knows very well who his real backer is - this is the only advantage of a person who loves power."
This time, he was no longer full of hostility and hatred, but returned to normal, calm and rational.
It was as if the boundless hatred towards Thales just now no longer existed.
This once again made Thales feel complicated.
"Are you challenging me?" Fede responded calmly to Jenn.
"And he won't give up. Even if I coexist with him in the Emerald City, he will do whatever it takes to remove me from the road, no matter what the cost, no matter what the cost is for himself..." Zhan En ignored his cousin and continued.
He said coldly, "It's better for others to pay."
Federico scoffed.
"The question is, cousin," Zhan said with narrowed eyes, "can you really make decisions for yourself? Can you pay for your own gambling?"
Federico's eyes moved:
"What's the meaning?"
Thales raised his eyes:
He suddenly noticed that the two Iris in front of him had resumed their rational game.
It was as if the shocking family secret just now was just a faded historical background to them.
It cannot influence their current decision-making.
No, have you finished digesting the truth just now?
This turn...is so fast?
Just listen to Zhan En saying:
"That extreme vampire killer, Fede, if it weren't for Iris's enemies as a guarantee, would the Kingdom of Night let him go so easily and work for you?"
"I personally convinced him," Federico snorted, "Those who are in debt to the Emerald City must find a way to come back and collect their debts."
Zhan shook his head:
"As for your helpers, allies, and subordinates who are still active outside - or the subordinates you think they are, will they really act according to your wishes?"
Federico said nothing.
"Even, even if you really sit on this...that chair."
Zhan subconsciously patted his chair. After realizing that this was a guest seat, he had to grit his teeth and pointed to Thales's chair:
"Do you think you will have everything you dream of? Freedom? Dignity? Rights? Independence? The freedom of no longer being dependent on others? Or the ease of no longer looking at others?"
Federico curled his lips, but did not refute.
"You can't do it, cousin Fede," Zhan sneered. "The kind of boots you wear determines the path you can take."
"And you can do it? With your current moral character?" Feder shot back.
"That's right, cousin,"
Zhan En said coldly:
"I compromised and was too cowardly to make you laugh."
Zhan looked directly at Federico impartially, his eyes cold and firm.
"For a higher purpose."
I saw him staring at Federico without showing any signs of weakness, and said confidently:
"I also wish you would die now, but I made a compromise and allowed you to live - but this is the sacrifice I can make and the price I pay for the Emerald City and the overall situation. And you, Fei
De Federico Cavendier?"
Federico's eyes moved slightly.
"When a higher level of pressure comes, when an unimaginable enemy presses the situation, when the shadow of the past comes back," Zhan En said coldly, "Compared with the sacrifices of our fathers, what do you know and what can you do?
what to do?"
Federico was silent.
Quite a while.
It was so long that Thales even suppressed a yawn in pain.
"Then you are wrong, cousin."
Finally, Federico made up his mind, raised his head, chuckled and said:
"Although I still don't believe you..."
"It's best not to believe it," Zhan En said coldly, "your life is at stake."
Federico glanced at his cousin and turned to Thales respectfully:
"But I accept your offer, Your Highness."
Thales was still immersed in the impact of the truth about the old case and was still thinking about how to end today. Hearing this, he looked up in surprise:
"Ah? What?"
Zhan snorted disdainfully.
"I will be honored to be the incoming Viscount of Gonghai City." Federico said without any joking, but became more serious and respectful, "and your eyes and ears in the Emerald City."
Thales was stunned.
Why?
Why are they so calm when it comes to the revenge of killing their father? Why do they recover so quickly?
Can you still look normal and move your chips?
He's obviously sitting here, isn't he?
Thales asked himself blankly.
You know - the voice in the bottom of my heart sighed - you have always known, Thales.
You know why they have to be calm, why they have to downplay it.
In other words, power.
"You'd better become the king's eyes and ears, Feder, it's more suitable for you." Zhan En sarcastically said.
"And I accept your challenge, cousin," Federico turned to the Duke of South Bank with a sharp look, "Let us face the threats from each other."
His eyes were burning:
"For the rest of my life, I will not stop fighting. I will watch you roll down from your throne in despair."
Thales' expression changed.
"You can try," Zhan En said calmly and calmly, "or you may die trying."
Federico ignored Zhan's threat and just said softly:
"I will try my best to reunite the Iris in my own way."
"So that we can become greenhouse flowers in front of us, or weeds on the roadside a hundred years from now?" Zhan said sarcastically.
"You'll see it," Federico narrowed his eyes, "or you won't."
The two Kevin Deeres looked at each other. The atmosphere was both hostile and wary, but also tacitly recognized. It was very subtle.
"Okay," Zhan suddenly turned around and looked at Thales, "I convinced him."
Thales was shocked:
"Ah, ah?"
"Why, isn't this what you want?"
Zhan seemed dissatisfied with the surprise on Duke Xinghu's face, and he said gloomily:
"Or do you want to hear another tragic story about our family?"
Thales reacted and smiled quickly:
"No, no, no, that's enough, that's enough, I mean... this is good, then we... what did we promise before?"
"Ignore him, Your Highness," Federico bowed slightly, contrasting with Zhan's domineering attitude, "He just achieved his goal and was showing off, while waiting for an opportunity to increase his voice."
Thales raised his eyebrows and looked at the two Kevin Deeres.
Um... We just fought to the death, and the compromise was reached so quickly?
Do all South Shore people negotiate this way?
Or is it just Kevin Deere?
But the reminder coming from outside the door brought Thales back to his senses, and he said seriously:
"Very well, Your Majesty the Duke, Your Majesty the Viscount, then wish us a happy cooperation?"
He leaned forward and extended a hand.
Federico narrowed his eyes, stepped forward first, and also extended his hand:
"The overall situation is now."
Zhan En paused for a while, looked at the two collaborators, then hummed and stretched out his hand:
"Just placing a bet."
The three palms joined together in the air - although none of them were so friendly and willing.
Thales breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry, the final decision will be announced at the tribute banquet - including the explanation of the old cases from that year."
He looked at the door:
"Although this is a bit long-winded to say, and although I don't expect you two to just settle down, but..."
Thales tried:
"Before the praise banquet, no one will want to make small moves and break the agreement, right? For example... kill another person?"
The two Kevin Deeres looked at each other, but no one answered.
So Thales returned to smiling, his face full of spring breeze.
"Very well, the meeting is over! You can leave first, Fede, Zhan and I still have something to say."
Federico suddenly frowned:
"I thought you should have something to say to me - we are the ones who subverted him together."
Zhan glanced at Feder coldly.
"Then you are welcome to come to me at any time, Feder," the prince said with a smile, "from now on, you are all free to come and go - this is the benefit of cooperation."
"Please forgive me for talking too much, Your Highness."
Federico looked back at Jenn.
"The power to support your 'discretion'," he stood up and left, his words authentic, "is not in this city."
Federico turned and left the study.
Thales was left thoughtful.
"You heard his threat, Thales."
Zhan En looked deeply at his cousin's leaving figure:
"He relied on your father's support to gain his position. Duke Viscount, whether he wants it or not, he will become your father's puppet."
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"But he doesn't look so docile, even to my father, or especially to my father."
"That's even worse."
Zhan's words made Thales couldn't help but glance at him.
"What's the meaning?"
Zhan En sneered:
"Have you seen how calm and rational he is? Even when facing the subversive truth? When facing the real culprit of the old case?"
Hearing this, Thales couldn't help but sigh:
"Listen, Zhan, about the real murderer back then——"
But Zhan's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't give him a chance to speak:
"Either Feder is heartless and heartless and doesn't care how his father died, or..."
Zhan stared at Thales with burning eyes.
Thales felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him and had to nod his head:
"You just said: Either he has thought about this possibility for a long time, but... he doesn't want to admit it."
Zhan En looked at him faintly and nodded.
"For power and position, he is willing to pay any price, even if he becomes a pawn, even if he betrays his conscience, even if he denies the facts and ignores his family's blood feud," Zhan En said coldly, "Then there will come a time when Feder is no longer willing to be a pawn.
, he will be willing to pay any price, even if it means turning against the chess players or even overturning the chess board."
Zhan paused for a moment and laughed at himself.
"No, he has already overturned the chessboard," the Duke of Nan'an said with a helpless smile, "but this time the person who was ordered to come to Nan'an to lead was not your great saint Thales, but another brainless royal supporter..."
Thales frowned slightly.
"In short, my cousin lowered his head to accept the collar and got a new kennel. But when he got tired of the collar and decided to bite his owner," Zhan said calmly, "he wouldn't care how good the kennel is.
.”
Zhan En walked to the window and looked at the bustling city below:
"Regardless of success or failure, the Emerald City is bound to be in disaster."
Thales thought for a while.
"But I'm still sitting here. Although things are not going well in the Emerald City, they are far from being in danger."
"That's not just because you are sitting here," Zhan said softly, "but also because I am sitting here."
He looked back at Thales.
"You and I are there, so you can persuade me," Zhan En said quietly, "but Feder can't, you may not be able to persuade him, or even if you persuade him, it will be useless - you see him trying to achieve his goal
You can do anything."
Thales thought for a while.
"But you are also very calm."
"What?" Zhan En was startled when he heard this.
Thales sighed.
"I mean, you have buried the painful family truth deep in your heart for so many years, but you can still hold back your anger and hatred. For more than ten years, you have acted as if nothing had happened, and your words and deeds have always been the same. It was not until your cousin forced you into a corner that you revealed one or two things..."
Thales looked at Zhan deeply:
"Compared to your cousin, you are also very calm and rational."
Zhan's color changed slightly.
Thales' words were neither serious nor fast.
But for some reason, when he finished speaking, the atmosphere became a little depressing.
The Duke of Nan'an thought about the meaning of these words, considered it for a long time, and then slowly spoke:
"You mean, Fede and I are actually the same kind of people?"
Thales snorted softly.
"Don't forget, in this palace," Thales shook his head, "who is not Kevin Dill?"
Zhan paused for a moment.
The Duke of Nan'an turned to the window again. This time, he was silent for a long time.
To Thales's surprise, Zhan didn't refute his words:
"I can't say your judgment is wrong."
On the contrary, he said meaningfully:
"Feder has lost everything and has nothing, so he will fight tooth and nail to seize everything - even if it requires him to go against his own will and remain abnormally calm and rational."
"And you?"
Zhan didn't answer immediately. He put his arms on the window sill, looking lonely.
"I own this city, I have the Iris family, and I have my sister," Zhan slowly turned around and pointed directly at Thales, "so I will risk my life to protect everything."
Thales frowned:
"Even if this also requires you to violate your own conscience?"
Zhan En looked at him deeply and nodded slowly:
"This is me and Feder, the only thing we have in common."
Thales' expression changed slightly.
Wonderful words, clever transfer, beautiful escape - the voice in his heart was quietly applauding:
While acknowledging that your questions and suspicions are justified, he calmly takes away responsibilities and draws a line between himself and reiterates the difference between him and Federico - but why is Federico's desperate move a gambler's red-eye move?
And he, the noble Duke of South Coast Guard, is trying his best to be mature and steady?
Just because one has nothing and the other has everything?
Because one is barefoot and the other is wearing shoes?
Because one is as humble as dust and the other is aloof?
Because one is a rebel seeking benefits, and the other is a person in power with vested interests?
Because the noise caused by one is bigger, and the waves caused by one are smaller?
Thinking of this, Thales frowned and couldn't help but say:
"Or is this the only difference between you and Feder?"
Zhan heard the distrust in Thales' tone, but he smiled.
"I thought someone like you should be able to understand, Thales."
Thales was startled:
"What do you mean? People like me?"
"Look at what you've done over the years," Zhan En said, "but you haven't even owned a kingdom or sat on the throne yet."
Thales' eyebrows jumped!
"Tell me, Thales, what are you doing all this for?"
Zhan looked at him deeply:
"Seize it, or preserve it?"
Thales' eyes changed.
Bad, bad.
The voice in Thales' heart sighed to him:
Although I was imprisoned in a trap by you, Thales, for a long time.
But this opponent is still good.
Thales couldn't help but clenched his fists.
Still difficult to deal with.
Still scary.
Still...dangerous.
Thales and Zhan looked at each other silently, saying nothing for a long time.
It's as if he wants to dig out the other person's deepest thoughts from his eyes.
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"In short, you are free," Thales looked away and sighed, "Xi Lai will go find you in the near future. When you see her, tell her: I have fulfilled my promise."
Zhan En's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
"You should stay away from her."
"You should trust her more," Thales couldn't help but said, "If I really stayed away from her, you would never see her now."
The Duke of Nan'an was silent for a while, then stood up and left.
"Hey, Jenn!"
Thales looked at his back, hesitated for a moment, couldn't help but stop him again, and forced himself to speak:
"About your father, I just want to say that I'm sorry..."
"What's up?"
Zhan En paused but did not look back:
"About what?"
Hearing the other party's indifferent and indifferent attitude, Thales couldn't help but be startled.
"without……"
He looked at the other person's back, finally bowed his head sadly, and forced a smile:
"……fine."
Zhan paused for a while, then nodded, decisively left the study, and passed by Mallos who came in:
"It's okay."
Watching him leave, Thales felt even colder in his heart.
"Is everything going well?" Mallos asked, taking away the documents that Duke Xinghu had approved indiscriminately.
Thales shook his head.
He seemed to have experienced a fierce battle. He was exhausted both physically and mentally. He lay on the desk and groaned.
"Not smooth?"
Thales sighed:
"Thor, have you ever faced an sworn enemy face to face, suppressed your disgust, given up revenge, ignored your hatred, or even cooperated against your will? For the sake of...the overall situation?"
Marius had a meal:
"It must feel unpleasant."
"yes……"
"Let me feel sorry for you."
"What? Oh, it's not me..."
"Then I'm happy for you."
"Well, it doesn't matter...well, actually, I'm on the side of the enemy camp."
"So that's the case," Mallos said thoughtfully, "then you must also feel uncomfortable."
Thales couldn't help but be startled.
"Yeah," he said calmly, "sometimes, it's even more uncomfortable."