After listening to Dusand's analysis, Rosen's first reaction was to ask questions.

"Master...you mean..." Rosen even seemed to have lost the ability to organize language. He stuttered, "I, my father...was he killed someone?"

"The possibility is high, but we have no clear evidence to confirm it." Dusand sighed, "It's hard to seek justice for your father on the surface."

Rosen looked up at Dusand in despair, and after a long time, he said in a stern voice, "Master, if a person dies, nothing will be gone. I...I don't want any justice either. As long as we can live a good life."

If a civilian wants to live a dignified life, he must give up part of his dignity. Those who are dead should not affect the already difficult life of the living.

This is a lesson carved into the bones of every Upper Albin. For the common people, having a coffin can hold the remains is decent. They cannot hold banquets after death like nobles, and hold dances for the last week, like the nobles.

As for luxurious cemeteries and art-level tombstones, there is no need to think about it - if you can leave a wooden sign, even the living people still miss the deceased.

That's what Luo Sen thought. The master also said that it is difficult to seek justice. His life is gradually moving towards a better direction. Perhaps in a few years, he can erect a decent marble tombstone for his father.

That's enough.

"We can't take action from the outside, but we still have to get this justice." Dusander was a little surprised at Rosen's statement. After thinking about the reason, he was even a little moved. In order not to cause trouble for himself, Rosen directly decided not to pursue the revenge of killing his father.

This heavy emotion made Dusander excited. He walked around the place with his hands behind his back and stopped and said, "We have no evidence, but it doesn't matter - it's enough to have a doubt."

"Harold may benefit the most from your father's affairs, and after I was ruined, he responded the most. That's enough." Dusander asked in his eyes, "Your father was killed by them, and they were planning to destroy my family. Rosen, I'm going to fight them - are you willing to give up like that?"

Rosen clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, "I don't want to!"

"Harold-He wants you to kneel on the ground, stretch your neck, and then swing your axe to cut off your head." Dusand also clenched his fists, "Because you are not kneeling low enough, because your neck is not stretched long enough, this bastard even needs to spit on you again!"

"He obtained the title of nobles by despicable means, and then planned to enslave you by this." Dusander slowed down his speech, "He wanted to turn you into his slaves for generations with his despicable calculations."

"I won't agree!" Dusand shouted in a nearly roaring voice, and he waved his hand suddenly, "If you want to enslave us, then you can exchange your life! I will tell Harold that the price of his life will be his life if he wants to enslave free people!"

Dusand's eyes were red, and Rosen's eyes were even red as if they were about to drip blood. Even Todd, who was beside him, secretly clenched his fists.

He hid his fists behind him.

"I will fight him to the end, what about you?" Dusand asked with his voice, "Do you and your Rosen company have the courage to have a hand-to-hand battle with this 'His Honorable Lord'?"

"For your will!" Rosen knelt on one knee in a strange and somewhat stiff manner, and swore allegiance to Dusander, "Your will be my mission!"

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The temperature in the flower hall was as pleasant as ever. Androni sat at the tea table, looking at the investigation report brought by Sir Peel, frowned slightly.

"Lord Harold?" she lowered the report, raised her eyes and looked at Sir Peel quietly, "Tell me, Sir Peel. Who gave you the courage to stir up the battle between the two nobles?"

Sir Peel bowed his body hard, and he said tremblingly, "Madam, every word of the investigation report here is true. I guarantee it with my own life and honor. I do not have the courage to provoke the battle between the two nobles, but Lord Harold has begun the pace of war."

The previous contents of the investigation report were all reports that had been piled up in the police station, and the content recorded on the last two pages was the source of Androni's anger.

Lord Harold is recruiting star pirates, who are preparing to raid the manor at a dance party a week later. The purpose is to completely kill Androni and Dusande. If this goal is not achieved, the raid will immediately turn into a kidnapping - both Dusande and Lorraine will be the targets of their kidnapping.

"In the 175 years since the development of Neussal, no noble has ever been so bold and reckless." Androni quietly commented, "This is not in line with the rules."

"Yes, madam." Sir Peel bowed deeper, "but... the police cannot use such information to arrest a Lord. All this is his plan, not a criminal action that has been put into practice. We can only stop the crime of the nobles, but the arrest... needs to be handed over to the Privy Council for ruling. We can only intervene after being deprived of the title of nobles."

"So, you are going to tell me..." Androni asked quietly at Sir Peel, who was almost curled up in a ball. "You still have to wait for those armed men to fire the first shot at my estate even though they know the attack is about to happen, before you can react?"

"Please forgive me, madam." Sir Peel raised his head and said in embarrassment, "This is the rule."

After a while, Sir Peel added again, "But I can make some small arrangements for my friends through the Privy Council." He looked at Androni and said, "I have also given as much help as possible to the children of Lord Dusand. Madam, I have implemented my loyalty in the scope I can do. Next... I can only wish you good luck."

"Go down." Androni didn't plan to continue to say anything to Pier, "I never thought of making my ten-year-old son dirty his hands to deal with these problems for me."

Sir Peel stood up, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Madam, I am forbidden. Lord Harold came for you and Lord Dusand-let Lord Dusand handle this matter personally, which would be more beneficial to his education."
Chapter completed!