A big guarantee will prevent Varian from inheriting the throne of emperor."

"Yes, the Blood King claims to love his people like his own sons, but his people are not as wise as him. They follow blindly and have no thoughts of their own."

Alex Barov added in a gloomy voice:

"All it takes is some innocent blood and some incitement to make Varian hate and reject the common people. It's easy to do."

"No, my sons."

Old Barov slowly cut the steak cooked with poisonous mushrooms with a table knife. He put the bloody beef into his mouth and tasted the unique spicy taste. He said:

"We won't do that! We want to help Varian become emperor! Kill those nobles who don't know what they mean!"

"But, why do we do this? Father."

The two brothers looked at each other blankly, and Wilton retorted:

"The plan has been made. Going against the plan now will not only damage the reputation of the Barov family in the eyes, but in short, father, with all due respect, this is simply unreasonable behavior."

"Let me tell you why, my sons."

The old count took a sip of wine and whispered:

"Because the Supreme Being wants us to do this, we will do it!"

"Prestige? Wealth? Or power? No, these are not worth mentioning in the face of the will of the Supreme Being! They are all meaningless!"

"We serve the Supreme Being, and this is the glory of the Barov family!"
Chapter completed!