Work Prophet
Chapter 202 - 50 Second Son Alliance

Chapter 202: Chapter 50 Second Son Alliance

"Do you know my father?" Ireya stopped in her tracks.

"I do not know him, but indeed I’ve heard some things about him from the birds," the man in the cell said. "Some things you might find interesting. The birds told me that his death was no accident... oh, it seems you already know. You’re smarter than many people think."

The girl neither agreed nor disagreed, only continuing, "What have you heard about my father’s death?"

"He was murdered by someone he trusted."

"Sir Caroman, he was my father’s dear friend."

"Yes, but Sir Caroman was not the mastermind, in fact, he was also forced," the man in the cell said as he struggled to stand, the chains clinking behind him.

"Sir Caroman only had one son, Hugo, who just turned sixteen this year. That boy was his treasure, but...boys at that age are always mischievous. About a year ago, he caused trouble in Rock Snow City and fell in love with a woman he shouldn’t have."

"Sir Caroman’s only son, the future heir to Acorn Castle, surely there’s no girl in the Western Lands he couldn’t court."

"Indeed, but the one he fell for was another man’s wife, who in turn responded to his fiery love. They secretly met many times, each rendezvous riskier than the last. The last one was in the bedroom."

"However, unfortunately, the master of the bedroom returned during their tryst, and they were caught in the act. The sight of this heartbreaking scene sent the husband into a furious rage, and he promptly challenged Hugo to a duel."

"A pity for the future heir of Acorn Castle, his swordsmanship was not as impressive as his performance between the sheets. If the duel was to take place as planned, his death was certain."

"Sir Caroman couldn’t stand to watch his only son march to his death, so he begged the husband for mercy and offered a substantial compensation for his son’s foolish acts, but the other man refused him without hesitation."

"When Sir Caroman was at his wit’s end, a significant figure approached him, willing to resolve the situation, but in return, he had to do something for this person."

"And so he killed my father for that person," the Lady took a deep breath. "Your bird friends know quite a lot."

"They are everywhere, free to come and go anywhere in this world without raising suspicion—after all, who would guard against these common little birds? No secret can be hidden from them," said the man in the cell with a smile.

His words caused the girl to shiver involuntarily, suddenly feeling unsafe in her surroundings.

There were many birds in the lands of the Arias family; in fact, she had seen a blue tit on her windowsill just this morning when she opened the window.

Just now, she had seen a Crow outside the dungeon; if they could all be spies, then her every move was being watched, leaving her with no semblance of privacy.

Fortunately, a moment later she heard Li Yu speak up. "Don’t be fooled by him; birds have not evolved language, much less have they met Sir Caroman or his son. He cannot communicate with birds; otherwise, the trap we laid would have been discovered by him long ago. How could he and that Black Dragon have walked right into our net?"

"Right," Miss Rabbit suddenly realized, and the anxiety of being watched that weighed on her mind dissipated.

Merlin was, as always, reliable.

The young girl was just thankful that it had been her who found Li Yu first.

Afterward, she glanced toward the man in the cell, and her expression grew cold, "You’re so well-informed, it seems you must know the person who murdered my father. Perhaps, you even helped him devise the plan."

The man evidently hadn’t expected his lie to be exposed on the spot.

Moreover, the term "evolution" that Li Yu had mentioned earlier was also new to him, and he couldn’t help but size up Li Yu again.

"You must be the Prophet from the Double Rest Sect, I gather? Lately, there’s been a lot of talk about your deeds in the West Realm. I have long admired your reputation."

After finishing, he looked at the Lady, "Alright, you’ve captured me. It’s true that the Black Dragon was under my control, but I had nothing to do with your father’s death."

Seeing how quickly the other party switched his story caught Ireya by surprise.

Because once he admitted to his connection with the Black Dragon, it would mean cutting off his last thread of survival. The nobles of the West Realm would never let him off.

At that moment, the man in the cell appeared exceptionally calm, "I know I’m dead this time. Given that, there’s no need for me to keep that man’s secrets any longer.

"I just hope that you will honor your earlier promise to let me live comfortably in my final days."

"That depends on how valuable the information you provide is," said the girl.

"The one who murdered your father is Hels, the second son of Marquis Kuren. Ah, it seems that you already knew this. But don’t rush, the main point is coming now... Hels is not dead.

"I can’t possibly kill my own employer, right?" The man in the cell blinked, "After eliminating a number of lords who supported his older brother, Hels was worried someone would suspect him.

"So he agreed with me to stage a play in which the Black Dragon would ’kill’ him before the eyes of thousands, thereby freeing himself from suspicion and disentangling himself from the ordeal for the time being. But in reality, the person killed was just a body double.

"See, it’s not just you folks who know how to mislead and deceive."

"Where is he now?"

"I don’t know." The man in the cell shrugged, "Hels is a very cautious person, even more so in matters concerning his own life. He trusts very few people, and I’m clearly not on that list, but I know what he plans to do next.

"He is going to kill his father and his older brother, clearing the last two obstacles before claiming the West Realm’s throne. Then, he will reappear, drive away the Black Dragon, and win the support of the entire West Realm. Of course, because of you, he clearly won’t be able to complete this final step of his plan, but I don’t think he will give up just like that."

"Why?"

"Like I said, my dragon and I are just pawns working for him. Losing us is not what he wanted to see, but it doesn’t affect the overall situation. He still has allies, very powerful allies."

"Who?"

"Have you ever heard of the Second Son Alliance? According to the traditions of the Bratis Continent, whether it’s land, property, or titles, they all belong to the eldest son, and what the second sons can get is very limited. Many of them are not content with this, and compared to their elder brothers, their power is too weak. So someone came up with the idea, why not unite the strength of everyone? And that is how the Second Son Alliance came about."