"I think you have found the wrong person." The young man crossed his hands, buried his body into the soft backrest of the seat, and looked into the emotionless blue eyes of the old man kneeling in front of him.
"Your Highness, please save Grand Duke Wislante for the sake of blood." The old man lowered his head deeper and his words were filled with tears.
"Is it blood? The one who gave the order was my father, and the one who carried it out was Brother Wang. You shouldn't have come to me, right?"
"Your Highness, the Grand Duke is still a child! The Grand Duke is innocent!"
"Mr. Nolitz, as Wislant's teacher, I am touched by your loyalty." The young man paused and continued: "But don't forget that I was just a child back then."