Silence fell in the study.
Count Alan looked at his son.
He had always thought that this son of his was merely a talented Knight.
He never expected his son's political instincts to be so sharp.
"Then... then what you mean is..."
Count Alan's voice was a little hoarse.
"We can only... endure it?"
"No, Father,"
Ryo explained.
"We won't just endure it."
"We will... beat him at his own game."
He walked over to Count Alan's side and lowered his voice.
"The Regent wants us to be his attack dog, so that's what we'll be."
"And we'll be the most ferocious, most vicious one he has!"
"Not only will we win, but we'll win decisively! We'll make everyone see that the army of our Eagle Territory is the sharpest sword in the Duchy!"
"As for that Count of Fury..."
A chilling killing intent flashed in Ryo's eyes.
"Accidents are always bound to happen in war, aren't they?"
"Since the Count of Fury dared to provoke this conflict, he must pay the price for his actions!"
