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:
To be continued...