章 422: 420 Position (Part 2)_1

As the military officers left, only Count Howell and Count Evan remained in the cabin.

Count Evan rolled up the parchment in his hand, placed it casually on the desk, then picked up a cup of already cold coffee and started to drink.

Count Howell stood quietly to one side, the flush of rage on his face had subsided as if he had finally calmed down.

Yet, the determination and resistance in his eyes remained undiminished.

Putting down his coffee cup, Count Evan turned his head to look into Count Howell's eyes, and asked,

"Have you heard some rumours about the assassination of Marquis Vincent in Silver Moon City?"

Count Howell nodded and seemed to realize something. His face became extremely pale.

Seeing this, Count Evan sighed, knowing that the other side must have guessed, and said, "Yes, although the Northerners have blocked the news, we have confirmed an unfortunate fact—

My beloved brother, Marquis Vincent, has died in Silver Moon City."