Since it was already dark, he couldn't see clearly the other person's face when he was at the main entrance. This was the first time that Count Isaac saw the face of Charles Bornaparte.

However, this face gave Count Isaac an indescribable sense of weirdness.

He seemed to have seen this person somewhere, but his only sense told him that it was impossible for that adult to be standing in front of him wearing a student uniform at this moment.

After a brief panic, Duke Charles also discovered that the other party had an empty gun in his hand, so he breathed a sigh of relief and followed Lawrence together with Prince Louis.

As the faces of these two people also appeared in the candlelight, Count Isaac's brain completely shut down.

He finally remembered where he had seen these three people, but he was unwilling and unable to accept this fact. Just over a month ago, at the imperial meeting, he was crowded in the back row and was filled with awe.

I looked up at these young faces.

But he could never have imagined that these three adults would stand in front of him in this capacity tonight.

Count Isaac, whose mind was blank, looked at Lawrence, even his pupils were trembling slightly. He confirmed the other person's appearance again and again, and kept murmuring:

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Then he mechanically turned to look at Duke Charles: "Your Excellency the Duke..."

Finally, he looked at Prince Louis standing behind him with a pale face, as if his heart was bleeding, and knelt down and said in silence:

"Your Highness..."

"You still have some eyesight." Duke Charles glanced at Earl Isaac with disdain. To be on the safe side, he stepped forward and knocked the pistol out of Earl Isaac's hand with his sword.

Lawrence pulled out a chair and sat down on his own, sighing to Earl Isaac:

"I should have given you a chance, right? Lord Earl?"

Count Isaac, who was on the ground, woke up from a dream and couldn't care less about his dignity. He cried and begged:

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency Bonaparte, I...I really don't know who you are. If I had known earlier, I would not have dared to do such a stupid thing even if I was shattered into pieces. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings! Please

Please give me another chance!"

Lawrence nodded slightly. With these words, the subsequent conditions became easier to explain.

After all, it is impossible for Lawrence to really execute a powerful earl with the title of Minister of State, let alone Charles Bonaparte, even Lawrence Bonaparte cannot afford it.

Even His Majesty the King cannot afford this consequence.

An assassination without leaving any trace would be feasible, but tomorrow morning, most of Paris would know that Count Isaac's estate was attacked by cadets from the Paris Military Academy. In this case, Lawrence would not be able to kill him openly.

Today, Lawrence has a hundred ways to deal with Earl Isaac, and executing him on the spot in full view of everyone is undoubtedly the stupidest one.

What's more, it's not like Lawrence would let this incident make too big a fuss. If it got into the palace, although Louis XV would definitely step in to calm the trouble, he would most likely be disgusted with Lawrence's arrogant behavior.

And Earl Isaac also knew this truth.

The moment he recognized Lawrence, he knew that his life would definitely not be in danger tonight. Charles Bornaparte was not a lunatic at all.

However, whether I can lie in bed and sleep peacefully in the millions of days and nights from now on depends entirely on the three adults in front of me.

If he could not seek forgiveness from these three people, Count Isaac would not know how he could continue to live in Paris while offending His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the heir to the Orleans family, and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Corsica.

"Then I will give you one last chance, Lord Count."
Chapter completed!