The Retribution of the Ice Cold Maiden

12-Do you dare to kill yourself?

Followed by that bellow was the sound of a fatty rolling down. It was Nicholas. In order to gain favor with Selena, he decided to stand up for her.

"Father, don't listen... to this scheming bastard..." Nicholas spat out these words as he tried to catch his breath.

"Nicholas, go back inside..." The Marchioness ordered her son with a stern tone. This was a serious issue where the elders of the manors were talking. Having a younger generation join the discussion was considered an insult to their elders.

"I-I..." Frightened by his mother's tone, Nicholas took half a step back, but remembering his goal, he took full two steps forward and spoke.

"F-Father... I know I have no right to interfere, but have you already forgotten how Big Sister almost died?!"

"Nicholas...!!" The Marchioness was alarmed that her son refused to back out. She looked at the Marquis who had a grim expression on his face.

"This bastard may look pitiful now, but you had not seen him this morning. He was extremely arrogant and domineering as if he owned our manor. He was disrespectful towards Sister and did not care about the fact that Sister tried to kill herself. In fact, he described the incident as 'not a big deal anyway...' straight to Sister's face." Nicholas kept ranting with a livid face, pointing at the kneeling Baron.

The already distressed Baron now sweated from every orifice possible for sweat to come out of. He suddenly had an urge to slap his past self. Why did he ever think it was a good idea to swagger inside the Marquis's manor? 'It was Marquis's Johnson's plan...!!' The Baron thought in fury. He suddenly wished to slap Marquis Johnson too. He also wanted to slap his daughter, Grant Johnson, his wife, for giving birth to such a daughter... well, his list for slapping people was quite long.

The Marquis's face also darkened after hearing this. He almost took pity on the Baron, but to think he was this arrogant this morning. Seeing the situation going against him, the Baron swiftly cried out.

"I admit...!! It's my fault. I was being stupid and ignorant. But I beseech you, Marquis Booker. Think of the bigger picture here. Our conflict could affect thousands of citizens of our country. If we don't stand together now, many people will suffer."

"You...!!" Nicholas was furious. He knew how much his father cared for his citizens and the Baron was holding on to that very subject.

The Marquis did not reply immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes for a second, and after thinking about something he slowly opened his eyes again and said,

"Alright, I will help you."

"Really?!" The baron lifted his head.

"Father...?!" Nicholas called out anxiously.

"Of Course, I do have a request..." The Marquis continued sternly.

"That... Of Course, Of Course...!!" The Baron replied as fast as possible. Once the Marquis was pulled into this, there's no way he would have the time to follow on that demand since he would be busy fighting the Duke. The Baron also thought that if the Marquis took his side, Marquis Johnson will also have to side with him since this issue was started by his son and making amends with Marquis Booker being his top priority. He felt really smart right now.

"Good... here." The Marquis replied and threw something at the Baron's feet.

"Eh?" The Baron looked down and what he saw sent shivers up his spine.

It was a Dagger... A Combat Dagger, which Aristocrats usually carry for Self-Defense.

"This..." The Baron looked at the Marquis in puzzlement.