“Your Excellency Duke Pendragon. I think your words were a little harsh.”

Count Rockefeller spoke with a frown. It was quite clear from the first glance that he was a temperamental man.

But Jamie Roxan held him back with a smile.

“No, it is quite all right. With all due respect, I did have the slightest intention of sounding out the two of you.”

“Keheum.”

Count Rockefeller coughed with embarrassment and lowered his head.

“Then I will stop sugarcoating my words and get straight to the point, just as His Excellency Pendragon said.”

“As you wish.”

Despite Ian’s cold response, Jamie Roxan’s smile remained unchanged as he continued.

“As both of you are well aware, I believe that the two of you should take responsibility for the death of Duke Arangis. The master of a duchy, which was faithful to our empire for hundreds of years, is dead, but nothing has been revealed about who was responsible for his death, or how he even died.”

The other high lords showed their agreement by nodding their heads at Jamie Roxan’s words.

“Also, it is not known whether the late Duke Arangis attempted to rebel alone, or was collaborating with anyone else. There are only two people who actually saw him face-to-face...