"Is this another joke of yours, clown?"
After a long time had passed, Count Cotterson was the first to speak among the shocked group of vassals.
Under the hostile gazes from around the hall, Ian turned around and smiled happily at the archduchess.
"Answer carefully," Cotterson's tone was full of anger and malice. He continued speaking without waiting for Ian's reply.
"Your answer may kill you."
Thales, who had been silent, noticed that although most of the nobles and vassals were surprised, there were still a few people who reacted in a unique fashion.
Being the one with the most information at hand, Regent Lisban frowned, while the old-fashioned Nazaire looked stunned. Karkogel, who had always been silent, stared at the archduchess this time. He still remained motionless.
A thought then crossed Thales' mind. Next to the archduchess was Nicholas, who glared at the Prince of Constellation in the corner with a cold expression.
