"Where did this parchment come from?"
The Duke of Bold's serious gaze slowly withdrew from the parchment, warily turning to Laino.
Seeing his solemn expression, Laino's face changed, quickly turning to one of disappointment:
"By the look of it... everything recorded here, it's all true?"
The old Duke's gaze fell upon the maids and servants:
"You may leave."
The maids and servants bowed politely and hurried out.
Only father and son were left in the study.
Laino, with a complex look, watched the Duke of Bold and pursed his lips to ask:
"The Flame Demon Disaster ten years ago... was the Castel family the real mastermind behind it?"
"Did you personally orchestrate the Tulip Count's rebellion?"
"Tell me, is this true? Or is it false?"
Laino pressed each question step by step.
Just as the Duke of Bold was about to answer, Laino added:
"I want to hear the truth."
The Duke of Bold fell silent.
He laid down the parchment in his hand, let out a light sigh, and countered:
