章 443: Quelling the Rebellion

Vettel responded to Bosidn, "Ever since Master Resarite ruled our village, we have been good friends." 

Bosiden added, "What, has it been ten years now?" Vettel took a sip of his malt beer and nodded in agreement.

Bosiden bit into a pudding.

"Given that, I'll treat you as someone I can trust. I'll speak frankly— you are a duke of the kingdom, and so am I. Let's join forces and overthrow Howard." 

"After that, we can make Neplon the king." The beer mug was placed heavily on the table.

Vettel's eyes widened, and he said to Bosiden, "How much have you had to drink? You're this drunk to jest so recklessly—I'll pretend I never heard that." 

Bosiden sighed, then waved his right hand through the air between them, as if to dispel any ill-spoken words.

"I'm serious, no joke," Bosiden asserted.

Vettel, with a swift motion, stood up to check the surrounding security measures.