"Get out of the way!" Teresa stood in the antechamber of the Duke's Palace, snarling loudly at Kereni who stood in front of her, like a mad lioness. The flames of anger burned her body slightly, and a pair of cold, palpitating eyes on her blood-faded cheeks radiated a devouring light.

Her guards had been disarmed and placed in the garrison barracks, and the riot that had just ended was happening before her eyes, and she even saw her beloved brother, Soveland, being knocked to the ground by the Paislin, and finally escorted away by a group of guards. But she couldn't do anything, because dozens of guards surrounded her, turning her into an outsider to this tragedy.

The city gate was in shambles, with only crushed petals, a red carpet covered with footprints, and blood stains running down the cracks in the bricks. The nobles of Nightingale City have long since disappeared where they have hidden, and there will always be someone to clean up the mess, and it is not their turn to worry about these things. Peslin and Aubrey disappeared like ghosts, and Murich left the scene as soon as possible and rushed to the Duke's Palace, where the war he had to face had just begun.

Teresa angrily pushed away the guards who surrounded her and followed Muric's footsteps towards the Duke's Palace, as did Kereni at the gates, but he was more concerned about his fiancée. In fact, none of these guards would really do anything to the eldest lady of Nightingale City and her fiancé, and now that the riot is over, the "control" will naturally be lifted.

"Calm down!" Resa ......," Kereni said with a painful expression, his leg wound was still far from healing, and the fierce battle had ripped his wound open again, and it was now in sharp pain. "Impulsiveness won't solve anything!Veran has been arrested, what can you do if you find Murich now?Kill him?, no matter what, he will always be your father!" Kereni looked into Teresa's eyes and persuaded, "Please believe the Duke, this matter is far from irreparable!"

Teresa's eyes flickered, and her shiny teeth bit her lower lip. "He's not my father!" he said, skirting Kereny and striding towards the duke's quarters behind.

As if feeling the oppressive atmosphere in the duke's palace, all the servants carefully hid their figures, and there was not a single figure in the empty dormitory, and even the guards retreated. The faint sound of the quarrel grew clearer in Teresa's ears until she reached the outside of Eudora's bedroom, where Teresa finally heard her mother's voice.

Before Teresa could push the door open, Kereni from behind quietly stopped her. Teresa turned her head and saw her fiancé slowly shaking his head, so she hesitated for a moment and stepped aside with Kereni, such an occasion was indeed not suitable for the two of them to break in directly.

Unlike the dead silence outside, the anger of Eudora, Duke of the West, was sweeping through everything in front of him, and the richly decorated bedroom seemed to be on fire. "How dare you!Murichy!How dare you imprison my Soveran!" Eudora's voice was high-pitched and sharp, spreading an unquenchable rage.

Her chest rose and fell, a long tunic dress in Ai green set off her full and tall figure, and her long black hair hung down on her crystal white cheeks, even though the disease made her complexion a little unnaturally pale, but no one could deny that this was a real beauty. If Theresa's beauty is mixed with a hint of untamable wildness, then her mother is so delicate that it is even a little prohibitive.

But the man who has such a beautiful wife still cheated on him, so when the incident was exposed, many nobles were incredulous, and even thought that this was a rumor slander, but later the development of events still proved that some things are incomprehensible, but it doesn't mean that it won't happen.

"Answer me!" Eudora grabbed a gold-encrusted teapot from her desk and slammed it into Murich.

Murich ducked to the side in embarrassment, and with a "snap", the Eudora's once-favorite utensils slammed directly into the wall, shattering into pieces of crystalline porcelain. "What do you want me to do! For the sake of the Lord God, do you want to tie up the entire Western Province to a chariot and crash into the Kingdom of Ulam for the sake of that 'crown prince' who is on the run?!" Murihi defended loudly, "Are you crazy?!Eudora!Look who your opponent is! That's the power of the whole kingdom! There is no suspense in this war, there is only one way to die! You know!

"What are you talking about! That child is Soveland!Aiden and Ephrès's only son, our own nephew!" Eudora burst into tears, her voice even hoarse and trilled, not because of heartache, but of utter despair of the 'husband' in front of her. "He is the only heir of the Kingdom of Orem!Do you know what you have done?!Soveran fled to the Western Province, but was imprisoned by his own uncle-in-law!What have you done!For your ridiculous, worthless life, the dignity of the entire Western Province has been ruined by your despicable deeds, and even destroyed!"

Murihi's face turned pale. "You're really crazy! For that ridiculous dignity, what loyalty, justice...... Damn anything!Are you going to give up your life!Hell!I won't, I definitely won't!" he waved his arms incoherently, "Besides!Isn't that the best way to go?!Ha, as long as the crown prince appears in the western provinces, we must stand on the opposite side of the kingdom!But who would have thought that we would not admit that this is the real crown prince at all!" Murihi's eyes radiated a smug look. "Look at the grand welcome! Look at this unexpected solution! You should thank me, Eudora, which has preserved your reputation as a duke and eliminated the impending war for the entire province!"

Eudora's lips trembled and she took two steps back, propping her arms on the long table beside her so that her weak body did not fall. "Do you think the other dukes are fools like you?......" her voice grew colder, "Murihi...... You're the real fool! Do you think they're going to believe your 'don't admit it' nonsense? You're going to be the laughing stock of the kingdom again, again!"

"Who cares if they believe it or not! We only need a name! In the name of getting ourselves out of danger! Who cares if the name is true or not? Just like Cyrion's 'treason'! Who believes!" Murihi screamed, slamming his fist on the table, "And Peslin has already promised me!

"Smack!" Eudora's slap left a red mark on Murihi's face. "Don't mention that despicable name to me! he, like his father, will only plot his own plot in the corner!" she said, pointing at Murihi, word by word, "cooperate with them, and one day, you will become a fish dragged on the chopping board and slaughtered!"

Murich wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was deep. "But you can't deny that it was these two despicable fellows who won in the struggle for royal power...... "and the embodiment of justice in your mouth, one of them blowing a cold wind on Mount Ösk, and the other a filthy 'traitor'!"

"Shut up!" Eudora was furious and slapped him again, but this time he was caught by Murich's wrist. "Get rid of your dirty hands!" said the Duchess, her eyes fixed angrily on the other man's face, "release Sauveray at once, and go back to your Fenrisburg!"

Murishi shook off Udora's wrist with a hideous expression. "Decree!Hell!Who's going to jump into the fire pit of war with you in the entire province of the West, except for the Lister family of your good son-in-law, the damned Earlcounty of the Red Keep!!" he cried out, "for the sake of the Lord God!what do you want me to do!Turn around and release people in front of the nobles who have just witnessed my arrest?!I am Count Fenris, your husband!!Where is my dignity!"

Eudora laughed, a little blindly. "Your decency? That noble word disappeared decades ago when you embraced that woman!" her voice was cold, "Leave Nightingale and don't let me see you again, you coward!"

"Shut up, I'm not a coward!" The humiliation of being expelled from the Duke's palace for more than twenty years, the eternal contempt of the nobles when they looked at him, suddenly converged into a vicious resentment in his heart, and Mulishi roared loudly, "I am not a wild dog that you call and go! I am not!" he said, grabbing the letter opener on the desk and stabbing Eudora in the chest.

Bright red blood flashed in the air, and the fierce quarrel suddenly stopped, turning into the most silent dead silence. Murihi's lips trembled as he looked at his blood-stained palm, and then at his wife, whose chest was slowly stained with blood, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened. Eudora slowly collapsed against the long table, bringing all the ornaments on the table to the floor.

"No...... Don't ......" Murihi shook his head in despair, his blank eyes seemed to have lost focus, and he quickly took a few sharp steps back, actually tripping himself to the ground. "No...... I don't want to...... I don't ......," he said, moving his hands and feet backwards, his eyes full of fear unable to leave the sword.

"Ahem......" Eudora coughed violently, a smear of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, her forehead covered with cold sweat, and her face was extremely pale. "I ...... I underestimated you......" she said as she leaned back on the table leg and stared at Murich contemptuously, blood gushing from between her white fingers, staining her dress red.

"No, no, I don't want to......" Murihi suddenly got up from the ground like a mad patient and rushed to the bedroom door in disbelief.

Teresa, who had been standing outside the door, felt a hint of foreboding as early as the moment the quarrel stopped, and when the sound of Murich's messy footsteps came from the house, she subconsciously wanted to push the door and break in, but Kereni behind her covered her mouth and dragged her directly to the dark corner under the pillars.

With a bang, the bedroom door was thrown to both sides, and a terrified Murishi fell out of it and fell to the ground hard, his robe was messy, but he couldn't care about it anymore. One last glance at the scene that he would remember for the rest of his life, Count Fenris crawled out of the duke's bedchamber, not even realizing that two pairs of angry eyes were staring at him in the shadows not far behind him.

Kereni's palm was about to be bitten off, and finally, as Murich's voice faded away, he let go of his fiancée, and Teresa rushed straight into Udora's bedroom.

"Mother......" Teresa exclaimed, and stood at the door of the bedroom in a daze, stunned by the scene before her, the beautiful and gentle mother of the past, who was lying in a pool of blood, and showed her a comforting smile. "No! no...... Mother!" Teresa threw herself in tears, the tears overflowing from her eyes like pearls with broken threads, and she couldn't stop it.

Kereni in the back was also stunned on the spot. "How could it be...... Damn it...... How could it be ......" He never thought that things would come to this point, "Lord Duke, you, you ......" He walked quickly forward, knelt down on one knee beside Eudora, and clenched the fist of the hilt of the sword to stretch out the hideous green tendons.

"No...... It doesn't matter...... It's me, it's me who underestimated him......" Eudora shook her head slightly, raised her trembling palm, and gently twitched it next to Teresa's ear.

"No...... Don't ......" Teresa pressed her mother's palm to her cheek, which was the softness she was most familiar with, and suddenly, her face erupted with an irrepressible rage. "Kill him! I'm going to kill him!" Teresa hissed, drawing her sword and about to rush out of the bedroom, but a resolute resistance grabbed the tie around her waist, and it was Eudora who grabbed her. "Why?! Mother!"

"Don't ...... Don't go, my silly daughter......" Eudora struggled, gulps of blood from between her lips, and Teresa fell to her knees in despair, wiping the blood from the corners of her mother's mouth. "When he returns, he'll take with him a horde of guards!, my daughter, get out of here, out of Nightingale City...... Civil War, You ...... You're no match for him!"

"No! I don't care about any damn war! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!" Teresa cried, her heart already broken, and she pounded the floor with her fist again and again.

"Obedient...... Teresa ...... My daughter...... Even if...... Even if it's for me!" Eudora propped herself up with all her might, wiping away her daughter's tears, "Don't go to him, now, no......"

"No...... Don't ......," Teresa repeated weakly, throwing herself on Udora's waist and crying loudly.

"Kai, Kereni......" Eudora turned her head to look at the young man next to her.

"I'm here!, Lord Duke...... I'm ...... here," Kereni replied, choking up. The loving Duke of the West, like an elder he knew, had always loved him, but not only had he failed to save Sovereign, but even her own life was about to come to an end in front of him, and his mouth was filled with unspeakable bitterness with chagrin and remorse, and tears could not help flow from his eyes.

A...... Promise me...... Two things......" said Eudora weakly, the light of life dimming in her eyes.

With a "bang", Kereni pulled out the long sword at his waist and stood on the ground, grabbed the blade of the sword with his left hand, and slashed downward, and the bright red blood instantly stained the entire sword body. "I swear...... I swear by the gods of Eloline, and even if the soul dissipates, I will fulfill your request......"

Eudora nodded in satisfaction, and then, her expression became solemn. "Take Teresa back to the Red Keep and take care of her, only there she is...... is a safe ......"

Teresa suddenly struggled to her feet. "No, Mother, I'm not going anywhere! let me stay with you...... Please...... Mother ......"

"My silly daughter...... Eudora laughed as she placed Teresa's palm on the hilt of Kereni's sword, "promise me to take care of her......"

"Yes!" I swear......" Kereni squeezed Teresa's hand and nodded vigorously.

"The second thing, find a way to get my poor little Veran out...... You must be rescued......" Eudora looked at the two of them and whispered, "In the days to come, you will be isolated in the Western Province, never say the word 'revenge' easily, if you say it, then burn the flames of war back to Nightingale City! That will be my most gratifying gift......"

"Yes, Lord Duke...... I'm going to get Essaouiran out, sure!" said Kereni.

"Finally, I wish you happiness, children, it's a pity that I can't attend your wedding......" Eudora gently stroked her daughter's long hair, "Okay, Kereni, take Teresa away, get out of here, the sooner the better......"

"No, Mother, don't drive me away, don't let me leave you!" Teresa said loudly, clutching Eudora's palm.

Eudora smiled and shook her head. "Silly daughter...... Mom can't do it anymore...... Let's go...... Listen, be obedient......" she couldn't hold back her tears, but nodded to Kereni anyway.

The latter wiped his eyes and hugged Teresa by the waist. "I'm sorry, Teresa......"

"Get me down, you damn thing! Get me down!" Teresa slapped Kereni so hard that she dug her nails into his arm. "Don't leave me...... Mother's ...... Don't ......"

Eudora smiled at her beloved daughter, and she wanted to give her the best smile at the last moment, and the duchess's arms stubbornly stretched out into the air, maintaining the same position as when her daughter left her palm. Teresa was taken away by Kereni, her cries getting farther and farther away, and Eudora looked around at the dormitory that had accompanied her for decades, and finally turned her gaze to the blue sky outside the window screen. A breeze blew, and the white curtain opened a bright gap, where a few petals that had left the stamens fluttered in the air and fell.

"Good luck...... My daughter...... I'll be waiting for you in Nightingale to come back...... Become the new Baroness ...... of the Westlands," she said, her arm falling silently, and the smile finally settled on her peerless face.