Chapitre 94: Disgusting Nobles

As the commotion among the nobles spirals out of control, Dmitri stands up and approaches the Viscount, who is conversing with Edgar and Elias.

"By now, Oliver must have died," Dmitri whispers for only them to hear. "Josephine won't take this well; we need to end this show already."

"Not yet," the Viscount speaks in an authoritative and calm tone. "There's still the boy and his mother… they're quite mysterious; we can't take any risks."

"What risks?" Elias quickly asks. "No matter who they are, you are the Viscount Whittlee. If that bastard doesn't want to face me, just declare our victory. Everyone anticipates that anyway."

"It's not that simple," Edgar slaps Elias on the head, and he doesn't react negatively. "Don't you see that father wants that woman?"

"He and everyone, don't they? Hehehe…" Elias laughs lasciviously. "But would she really accept that if we kill her son?"

"That's why we're not going to kill him," Edgar explains.