Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Baron Doyle, who was being held hostage, shouted repeatedly in severe pain:

"Wait! We can actually talk again..."

But Anke, who was already offended, was obviously not in the mood to listen to the plea. He grabbed the old baron's neck and choked the latter's words in his throat.

"I've had enough of your family's viciousness and hypocrisy! Doyle!"

The kidnapper spoke angrily:

"No matter men, women, old or young!"

Behind Thales, D.D, who was still hesitating, had his eyes splitting and his arms trembling.

Piloga had to rush forward and help Glover hold him down.

As the captain, Mallos remained silent, only looking at the kidnapper with cold eyes.

The old baron's breathing became obviously difficult, and his face quickly turned red, causing the baroness to scream:

"Ah! You cold-blooded brat! If you dare to touch my man, I swear, I will kill you..."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Earl Godwin quickly made a gesture and asked several female family members to hurriedly hold down the Baroness, trying to pull her back into the crowd to prevent her from further irritating the hostage taker.

Panic and worry spread, and the guests began to talk again, relying on the guards to maintain order.

"You! Doyle's son!"

Anke's hair was trembling, furious, and he pointed his sword at the D.D on the steps:

"Stop hiding behind women!"

"Come down!"

Thales looked at Anke who looked crazy from a distance, feeling heavy in his heart.

That man, he was desperate.

Thales said silently.

hysteria.

Just for a duel.

But he is just a pawn: he exists to complete one small step in someone's game.

Thinking of this, Thales felt even sadder.

The guards who separated the crowd from the assassins became nervous, but Anke seemed to maintain his last sense of reason and did not kill the assassin or use his sword rashly.

He just stared at d.d:

"Let's deal with this! Like men!"

"Son of a bitch——" Doyle subconsciously wanted to rush downwards, but was stopped by Piroga and Glover who were well prepared:

"let me go!"

"At least she has gained some advantages, and people's perceptions have been shaken," Vogel ignored D.D's gaffe. He looked at the crowd around him and frowned:

"If we kill him now, maybe..."

"No," Mallos looked at Anke in the field and shook his head:

"Our audience is not just in the hall, but the entire kingdom. They are as stupid as ever and only care about the results."

"The chess game remains unsolved."

Chess game.

Thales looked at the situation in the field that not only did not ease, but even worsened, feeling exhausted and bitter.

In the distance, Zhan En, Coster, Val and others were still watching the situation in the field silently, with no intention of intervening.

Lady Eleanor, Lozano, Adrian, Patterson, Stowe and other guests from the Seven Shining Stars family seemed to feel the same way. They locked their eyes tightly on the prince, looking forward to his reaction.

"So……"

Vogel frowned and leaned toward D.D.

"Have you made up your mind? Vanguard Officer Doyle?"

Vogel repeated Mallos' words in a low voice:

"Leave your soldiers behind."

Hearing these words from the deputy guard captain, Doyle shuddered slightly and his mood changed.

"Duel and die."

Vogel said lightly, like an emotionless machine.

Doyle's angry struggle subsided.

d.d stared blankly at his kidnapped father.

With his last glimmer of hope, he turned to Thales and Mallos for help.

But the prince just pursed his lips and said nothing.

What can he do?

Tell d.d not to move, and then let Anke kill his father?

Let d.d go to a duel and then deliberately die by the opponent's sword?

Besides "giving up soldiers", what else can he do?

Think quickly, think quickly!

Marius on the side looked at the prince's brows that kept beating and remained silent.

"Now, you are the only one who can save your father and resolve the deadlock," Vogel said coldly in Doyle's ear:

"Be enlightened early."

Doyle turned back stiffly, with despair in his eyes.

"Duel, death..."

He stared in the direction of Anke and the old baron, but his eyes were in a daze and he kept mumbling:

"Duel, die, duel, die, duel, die..."

Thales couldn't help but turned his head, forcing himself to concentrate and think of a way out.

Or should he just ignore it and give the order to let the guards kill the kidnappers in front of them, once and for all?

As for the aftermath, the subsequent impact...

That's all, as long as we get through the unbearable hardship and pain at this moment, why bother about the flood later?

Let his father clean up the mess?

No, no...

Thales's mind was getting more and more confused.

Glover couldn't stand the look of his colleague. He pressed Doyle's shoulders from behind and said solemnly:

"d.d, cheer up."

But Doyle subconsciously shook his hand away.

"As long as, as long as I die in the duel," D.D said in a daze:

"Father...can be saved? Can the problem be solved?"

Thales became more and more intolerable, but just as he was about to speak, Mallos suddenly spoke:

"not that simple."

All the guards looked at him.

The watchman's eyes were still on Anke, who had a distorted face:

"From just now until now, this Anke's eyes have always looked at death, and it has never changed."

"I think he may have the same goal as you."

Marius took his time and calmly concluded to Doyle:

"I also want to die in your hands in a duel."

Doyle's dazed eyes suddenly moved.

Thales frowned and looked at Anke.

"Yes, that's the only way," Vogel said gloomily:

"Only can bring the greatest benefit."

Mallos nodded:

"See, as their pawn, he is the same."
To be continued...