"Before he became a pawn, he was a human being."

"He is a human being, a very complex yet very simple person."

Duke Xinghu came to another long table, swept away the obstructing clutter, and picked up a wine glass.

He didn't care who had drank it before, he just threw it behind him and spilled the remaining liquid inside.

The wine fell to the floor, and a few drops splashed onto Zhan En's boots, causing the owner of Iris to frown as he savored the aroma of the fruit wine.

Thales picked up a pot of water, leaned against the long table, and turned around.

"No matter who instigates him, who influences him, or what he is coerced by, all his thoughts and actions, in the final analysis, originate from himself."

Zhan En left the place calmly:

"Have you known him before?"

"No," Thales filled the cup, "but the intelligence information states that Anke also has a younger brother and three younger sisters, all of whom are young and live in Crow Cry Town."

Thales' eyes were fixed on the wine glass in his hand.

"I was thinking at that time, what would they do if he died avenging his father?"

Zhan looked at him and raised the corners of his mouth.

Boom.

Thales put down the kettle hard.

"Single-handedly, he broke into the palace to express his love, killed his enemy with his own hands, and avenged his father."

"This sounds very passionate and satisfying."

Thales said in a deep voice, looking at his reflection in the wine glass:

"But in reality, this will not solve anything: the royal family will not tolerate the assassination, and his behavior will only be regarded as a crime that floutes order and will be severely punished as an example of destabilization to serve as a warning to others."

"As Bailar's family, they are already in dire straits and will only face disaster."

Zhan En smiled more and more subtly.

And Thales' eyes gradually turned into ice:

"But when I thought about it, he was going to duel with Doyle, and I understood."

"Anke didn't want to kill people, it wasn't even fair. Maybe revenge was just a reason."

Thales raised his head suddenly.

"Under the heavy pressure of his father's huge debt, the vassal's betrayal, and Doyle's conspiracy, he has little experience and nothing to do. He just wants to fight for the last guarantee for his family: to win the public's sympathy and force the royal family to

Come forward to ensure that his family can survive this catastrophe safely and avoid bankruptcy and land loss, as well as the destruction of his family and his family."

Zhan En still tasted the aroma of wine calmly and complacently, but did not drink it.

The prince's tone became tense:

"He took desperate risks, not for revenge or even seeking justice, but just wanted to fight for the future."

"And in order to accomplish this goal perfectly without leaving any further trouble..."

Thales gritted his teeth.

"He must die." Zhan raised his head and answered coldly.

Thales was in a daze, and suddenly remembered the expression on D.D's face when he decisively expressed his stance to him and started a duel.

The voice of Duke Iris floated in the hall, ethereal but mysterious:

"He could only use the most legitimate excuse of revenge and justice, bear it all, and use his own death to take away all the blame and disgust."

"It's better to die an honorable, admirable, dramatic and legendary death."

"Like a hero."

"Become a perfect victim who is not harshly criticized, and who is perfect, leaving only nostalgia and sympathy behind."

Zhan observed Thales's expression and wondered:

"Only in this way can the onlookers who are mean, vicious, selfish and hypocritical be relieved and release their poor empathy."

"Only in this way can the royal family and the kingdom be forced under pressure. After this sad story, they have no choice but to help and take care of his troubled family to prevent it from ruin and decline."

The water in Taylor's wine glass began to boil slightly.

Like a stormy sea.

"Ank Bailar."

Thales' face was expressionless:

"He is not the selfish hero in those legendary stories that everyone likes, who commits suicide in a fit of rage, regardless of the wailing of the orphans and widows behind him."

"He's not some scumbag hero who can't think of anything for a moment and gets hot-headed just to get some bullshit ideas. He will perish together."

Zhan En looked at him silently, the wine glass in his hand calm.

The prince slowly raised his head, his eyes dead:

"He is just a run-down country squire in a remote place. He has a family and younger siblings."

"To shoulder responsibilities and endure humiliation in a difficult life."

"A man who, under great power, plans hard, works hard to support his family, and seeks a chance of survival for his loved ones..."

Thales' breathing quickened:

"Ordinary people."

That's why Anke gave in.

Thales thought bitterly.

He must give in.

Because he is not alone.

Don't just live for yourself.

Thinking of this, Thales couldn't help but feel indignant and raised his voice:

"And you, Kevin Deere, you took advantage of that, you took advantage of his humanity, you took advantage of what was most fundamental and important about him as a human being."

"Turn him into your pawn."

Thales's words are chilling:

"Come and deal with me."

Zhan En looked at him quietly. After a long time, he smiled.

Like the spring breeze turning into rain.

"do not you?"

Thales trembled slightly.

Zhan gently shook the wine glass and watched the liquid in the glass rotate orderly and smoothly in one direction:

"Didn't you also take advantage of this, seemingly 'persuading' him, but actually forcing him?"

Zhan En's smile turned grim.

Thales' wine glass trembled.

"Not long ago, when Bailar came to me," Zhan said in a casual tone:

"What I saw was a scarred and desperate poor man who wanted to seek help from the famously approachable Iris family."

Duke Iris's eyes flashed:

"He needs hope."

"So I gave him hope."

Zhan paused and raised his eyebrows:

"Perhaps, there is also relief from the pressure."

"I told him that only one person can reverse his family's destiny."

"A 'new man' who returns with a God-given halo, who is completely different from the king here and the kings in the court."

Thales gritted his teeth and stared at the water in his cup churning back and forth, making waves.

Zhan left the long table, walked forward, and approached Thales with a proud tone:

"Until you get to the duel."

"Until you use force to cut off this hope: no matter whether the duel is won or lost, life or death, whether you kill the prince or never reverse the case, his family will be in ruins."

Thales shuddered and closed his eyes.

The owner of Kevin Deere snorted coldly:
To be continued...