Come to another world and become a lord

In the palace of Este, the evening breeze gently blew the heavy brocade curtains, exuding a slight chill. King Philip's bedroom was shrouded in a heavy and solemn atmosphere. In the dim light, only a few candles emitted a swaying light. In this solemn environment, King Philip sat on a carved chair with a solemn face and a frown. Next to him stood the Minister of Military Affairs, Rhodes, who was both his confidant and a distant relative of his clan.

Soon, the fourth prince, Seba, walked in cautiously. His steps were slightly hesitant, and his face was uneasy. As if he had expected something, he lowered his head and his voice trembled slightly: "Father, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Philip looked at his youngest son calmly, then hooked his finger at him:

"Come here, get closer~"

When the fourth prince approached him, he suddenly kicked him hard, and Seba was unable to dodge and was kicked to the ground. Without waiting for him to get up, Philip picked up a vase at hand and threw it at his head.

Seba didn't dodge, and let the vase hit his head, then shattered all over the floor. Blood flowed down his forehead. He raised his head and looked at Philip with an aggrieved look:

"Father, what are you doing?"

Philip was furious, holding his hands on the armrests of the chair, then he winked, signaling the servants around him to retreat, and then he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Samuel was poisoned today. Did you do it?"

"No, it's not..." Seba replied somewhat guiltily.

"If it wasn't you who did it, why did you send the guards over there?"

"Guards...Guards..." Seba was sweating.

"That captain named Youen, he said it was you who asked him to go over there!"

"Well, then I was thinking about Samuel's safety. It was Karl who wanted to harm him..."

Seba stammered, but before he could finish his words, Philip started cursing again:

"Bullshit, do you think I'm a fool?"

Hearing Philip's roar, Seba shrank back timidly at first, then he made up his mind and said:

"Yes, I did it. So what? I just wanted to avenge Ella. What's wrong with that?"

"Ella, it's that maid again~ A dog will always eat shit." Philip shook his head angrily, and then asked as if he had thought of something, "But what does this have to do with Samuel and Carl?"

"Samuel is innocent, but that Carl~" Seba snorted, "I can't touch Aaron's little daughter, but can I touch her lover?"

After hearing this, Philip was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed in anger:

"Ha, hahaha~ Okay, very good. How could I give birth to an idiot like you?"

Then he put away his smile and continued to question:

"Tell me, who instigated you to do this?"

"W...what?" Seba seemed not to understand what his father said for a moment.

Philip added:

"With your pig-head, I don't believe you can kill anyone. Who is helping you?"

"No, no one, I did it all by myself!" said Seba.

"Is it Morton?" Philip followed up with a sharp tone.

"It has nothing to do with Earl Morton. It was all my own idea. I am responsible for my own actions!" Seba continued to hesitate.

"I understand~" Philip nodded, then looked at Rhodes beside him and asked:

"Where is Morton now?"

"Your Majesty, Morton left the city early this morning."

"Good, very good, you ran really fast~" Philip nodded angrily, "You have set your sights on my son, and even dared to kill my ministers. Does he really think that I will not mobilize troops against the North?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down~"

"I'm going to calm down!" Philip shouted, then he turned to look at the fourth prince Seba, and suddenly stood up from his chair, "I'm going to kill this bastard!"

Seba was so scared that he stepped back again and again. Rhodes also tried to persuade him. When Philip calmed down a little, he said:

"Right now, the most important thing is how to appease Samuel's family. They will definitely not let it go now that the head of the family is dead."

The Kinlister family? They are also considered old nobles. Philip sighed. The current head of the family, Samuel Kinlister, has a very high reputation in the family. He is not only his finance minister, but also his direct vassal, a highly respected earl. Now he has been poisoned. If he does not give an explanation, there will be another storm.

Madmen, a bunch of madmen, nothing good has happened since Morton and Carl came! There are no normal people in the North, all of them are madmen! Philip felt a little tired, he looked at Seba, then pointed at him and said:

"Then cut off the little bastard's head and send it to the Kinlist family."

This frightened Seba so much that he stepped back again and shouted:

"Father, I am your son!"

"I don't have a son like you~" Philip said weakly.

But then I heard Seba say:

“Father, Samuel’s family just wants an explanation. Now that the rumors are spreading that Karl is the murderer, why not just let it go…”

"You kid, how dare you..."

Philip stood up again in anger, wanting to grab something and throw it over, but he heard Seba say again:

"Father, we just need an explanation. As long as everyone can save face, a viscount is not a low position! If we give their family some benefits, won't this matter be resolved?"

Philip was stunned for a moment, and stopped halfway through extending his hand. This was indeed the truth. It was enough to save face. Even if everyone knew that Karl was just a scapegoat, so what? He would not really send the prince's head over. If he dared to do so, the other party might not dare to accept it.

But he heard Rhodes beside him say to him:

"If we do this, their family will definitely take advantage of this to ask for a huge amount of money."

"Ah~" Philip let out a long sigh again, "What else can I do? I can only try my best to give you what you want~"

After all, he is his own son. Even a tiger won’t eat its own cubs.

Thinking of this, he said to Rhodes:

"As for Karl, let them go ahead and interrogate him. They can do whatever they want, as long as they can make him confess as soon as possible."

After saying that, without waiting for Rhode's reply, he looked at Seba standing there, and then said angrily:

"Remember, this is the last time I will clean up your mess. If you dare to do this again, I will never let you off easily!"