Chapter 1777 - 495: Harder to Decipher Than the New Testament—The Colin Family’s Genealogy_2

Exile or death, it makes no difference to him now. He will spend the rest of his life on the island, praying for the souls lost because of him.

And at that moment, the prison guard's torch illuminated Edward's face, the dim light outlining his profile.

Under that barely bright light, Jelock suddenly noticed that his brother's slightly curly golden hair was reflecting a pale silver glow.

He was stunned.

When did that happen?

A sudden pang crawled into his heart.

He suddenly realized that he was full of the Duchy's "Orthodoxy" and "Glory," yet he never truly cared about his brother.

He loved every abstract person, yet never loved a specific person.

A hint of pain finally appeared on his calm face, Jelock knelt at the iron gate, resting his forehead against the lock, confessing to the Divine in his heart.

Perhaps his brother was right.

His introspection was indeed too shallow...

...

Edward left Jelock's cell, his boots echoing in the cold corridor. Then, he passed by the cell holding Earl Derek.

The old Earl, who had been a warrior for decades, now sat quietly on the bed like a shriveled corpse.

Defeat had drained his energy and spirit.

Yet, as the mastermind, he was neither despairing nor sorrowful, simply facing everything calmly and making sincere prayers to the Divine in his heart.

The unapologetic look was disgusting,

This man who sold his soul to the Demon King, dares to pray like a martyr!

Edward, who had captured Glanton Castle, already knew the secrets under the castle. Although the Granston family attempted to destroy the evidence of their crimes, their methods were evidently not sophisticated enough, leaving traces that could be backtracked.

And there were eyewitnesses hidden among the servants.

To prevent a similar tragedy from happening in the Duchy, as the Judicial Court was suppressing heretics in Twilight Province, Edward had no choice but to destroy the evidence for this blasphemous traitor, feeling as if he had swallowed a fly.

Thankfully, the Demon King of Thunder County was naturally suspicious and did not seize the opportunity to exploit the situation. Otherwise, even if the Royal Family won in the end, it would certainly be a pyrrhic victory...

Edward halted his steps, raised his hand to signal the prison guard to stop, and then cast a gaze full of undisguised hostility towards the Earl in the cell.

As if feeling that condescending gaze, Earl Derek raised his head to look at the young Duke Edward.

Their eyes met through the iron bars.

Neither said a word, yet it was as if they had been talking for a long time.

Knowing his days were numbered, Derek suddenly smiled, a gesture from a gambler who lost everything to the victor—

'Well played.'

Failure means nothing more than death.

He is not afraid of dying.

Because his soul will return here, and in a younger form.

Edward understood the profound meaning behind that smile, and then his mouth also curled into a cold smile.

'I won't kill you.'

'I will make you watch as the glory of the Granston family is wiped from this land, leaving only shame pinned to the crumbling walls.'

The Royal Family's reforms will begin first in the Valley Plain, and Glanton Castle will serve as the future capital of the direct province.

In the future Land of Knights, there will be no more peasants.

Since these parasites fear change, then let the change be more fierce!

He had personally broken the Duchy's trident and was no longer afraid!

Reading from the cold smile the meaning more terrifying than death, Derek's smile gradually stiffened, and a hint of panic surfaced in his murky eyes.

Edward left the dungeon without looking back.

There are still many things waiting for him to handle, no time to waste on a body yet to be buried...

...

The winter sky rarely cleared.

On this sunny day, the scarred Glanton Castle, having returned to the embrace of the Duchy, welcomed a special guest.

Above the castle, the royal ceremonial flag of the Campbell family fluttered in the cold wind.

Two lines of fully armed soldiers stood solemnly on either side of the castle gate, carrying the "Roxey 1053 Rifle" on their shoulders, with gleaming medals on their chests.

They were the most elite soldiers under Sir Wesley, now representing the Duchy, paying the highest respect to their most important ally.

The welcome ceremony was grand and passionate.

And as Prince Colin, invited by the Duke, Luo Yan didn't come alone but brought along his two uninvited family members.

As the Colin family, they will witness the Duchy's return to peace after the flames of war, offering blessings for this hard-won peace...

Although the real reason was that Luo Yan didn't trust the two little ones alone in Thunder City, nor in the Maze.

So he simply took the two along, at least under his watchful eye, he could remedy any issues that arise promptly.

With this arrangement, the clingy Vivian naturally jumped for joy, swearing she would behave and not cause trouble for her brother.

Nanfu, though reserved, was clearly filled with curiosity about the Human World. Moreover, being beside his brother was surely safer than wandering around with Vivian and causing trouble.

Thus, Prince Colin found himself with two little tagalongs.

The carriage carrying the three quickly arrived at the castle gates, and Edward Campbell, dressed for the occasion, was already waiting there.