A strange world

Chapter 1332 Section 254. Brothers Killing Each Other

Raymond may be a good lord - although he collected heavy taxes, indulged the nobles to annex coal mines, watched slave traders plunder their own residents, and ignored the suffering of his people, he did make the family's rule reach the most stable peak,

but he was definitely not a good father.

He was moody, not only to his subordinates and subjects, but also to his own son.

He was arbitrary and held power firmly in his hands, refusing anyone to interfere, and did not trust anyone, even his own son.

He ignored family affection, and neither Killian nor Elvis drew too much fatherly love and kindness from him.

And the pressure he put on the training of the heirs escaped education.

At least in Annan's view, it was never a good idea to select an heir but let competitors hang around in front of him all day, no matter who it was.

So Killian looked no different from other nobles on the surface, but his heart was extremely fragile, like a ceramic full of cracks.

Elvis Raymond was the same.

Killian must die...

Thinking back to the conversation between his father and Annan that he overheard last night, Elvis Raymond's eyes were covered with a shadow.

Especially after learning that Annan went to the dungeon to meet Killian, his sense of urgency reached its peak.

His father was a dictatorial bastard who could abandon anyone, including himself, for the stability of power.

Dead people would not threaten him.

Killian was nominally arrested and thrown into the dungeon for attacking Annan, but his punishment could be big or small.

Assassinating a noble, or a guest of the great lord, if it were someone else, he would definitely be hanged, but Killian was a member of the Raymond family, and the unspeakable illegitimate son of the great lord...Who dared to kill him except the great lord?

The most important thing is, would Annan want Killian to die because of his attack on him?

Elvis Raymond went all the way back to the family and found his mother.

"I want to kill Killian before my father releases him!"

Melanie looked at her son with a ruthless look in surprise: "Hasn't he been locked up in the dungeon?"

"Will my father let him die?"

Elvis Raymond sneered.

"This is too risky." Mrs. Melanie was still hesitating.

"If Killian doesn't die, he will become a check on me by my father, and he is too close to Annan."

Elvis Raymond pleaded: "Mother, this is my chance. Once Killian dies, I will be the only heir, and my father can't do anything even if he knows, as long as you and the family support me!"

Lord Raymond and Melanie have always maintained a superficial love for each other, which is inseparable from the interests of the families behind each other.

"My child, of course I support you." Melanie held Elvis's face.

The only heir of the Raymond family is Elvis, and it can only be Elvis.

Elvis Raymond, who got the support of his mother, got rid of the haze and went straight to the dungeon with the guards sent by his mother.

Passing by the outdoor corridor, the outside workers gathered in a circle in the corner. The man kneeling in the middle held a thin child covered in ash and with his head drooping, his face full of confusion.

Elvis frowned, thinking they were a bit noisy, but he had no time to pay attention to them and came to the quiet family dungeon.

Across the iron bars, he saw Killian sitting in a pile of hay. They had some imaginations, and Elvis seemed to see himself sitting there in a trance.

He came back to his senses and said coldly: "Killian, you are convicted of attacking the guests of the Golden City and will be executed in secret."

The expected disbelief and hysteria did not appear. Killian just raised his head quietly: "Is this my father's order?"

"This is the law of the Golden City."

Killian glanced at the strange man standing next to him: "... I understand, can you take me out for a walk?"

"No."

Elvis sarcastically rejected it. How could he give Killian a chance to get out alive?

"My...brother, you underestimated that man's cruelty. Do you really think you can get away with killing me with his help?" Killian shook his head, as if he saw his former self.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Elvis said coldly.

"Take me to a place, after that, I will end my life in the dungeon and won't bring you any trouble."

Killian showed a relaxed smile, compared to the gloom on Elvis's face, it seemed that he was the one standing outside.

"How is it?"

...

"Ten years ago, on a snowy night, it was here that Uncle Fox found me who was about to die and brought me back to the family..."

Killian swept the snow-covered yard with nostalgia, and the owners of the house, an old couple, stood uneasily at the door.

Time flies, and there is no trace of the past here...

Elvis was not in the mood to listen to his inner thoughts, and his attention was all on whether Killian would play any tricks.

It was risky to bring Killian out, but the increase he offered made Elvis really unable to refuse.

"My biggest dream at the time was to buy this place and live here forever with my children. For this, I hid a dozen copper coins... right there."

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He pointed to a corner.

"I...when we bought this house and renovated it, we did find some copper coins under a stone slab." The old couple said tremblingly.

"Really?" Killian asked in surprise, "Is it still there?"

They returned to the house and came out with the purse in hand. Killian opened it impatiently. What lay at the bottom of the purse was neither a coin with mottled rust nor a copper coin.

Killian's smile faded, and he pushed the purse containing more than a dozen gold nars back. "Forget it, let it stay in the memory."

"Is it done?"

Elvis urged, staring at the purse that Killian had touched.

"My brother, you don't even want to give me this little time?"

"Buy it if you like it."

"No need."

Killian waved his hand and asked the old couple to go back and close the door.

His tone was very gentle, as if he was projecting his feelings for someone onto them, and then he said to himself: "I have been investigating my mother's whereabouts for these years, but she seems to have disappeared, and no one knows..."

"My brother, do you know?"

"How should I know?" Elvis said sarcastically, "She is just a servant, maybe she died somewhere?"

"You are right."

Killian tried to recall, but she did not have much feelings for the mother she had never met. Even if she did, it was just a pity for not having seen her.

"Let's go back."

He turned and walked out of the yard.

"Don't hurt the old couple, they don't know anything."

"How could I hurt my future people?"

Elvis was laughing, and he glanced into the window, vaguely seeing the old couple hiding honestly by the fireplace.

Following Killian out of the yard, he called his men and whispered:

"Deal with everyone Killian has contacted."