Chapter 77 Precedent "Father, was it my brother who killed him?"...

The entire conference hall was in a stalemate again, with the two leading figures of the Knights standing guard beside Vifiya.

Viscount Lihan looked around and finally set his eyes on Vifiya, who had been silent the whole time. He spoke as if he was thinking about her: "Miss Vifiya."

Vifiya looked over when she heard the voice, and the attention of most people present was also drawn over.

Viscount Lihan said with a smile, "Please forgive my impoliteness, my lady. This time I am not saying that I disagree with you becoming the next marquis."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt several gazes falling on him become sharper, as if they wanted to pierce through him.

He paused, looked directly at Vifiya, and said, "It's just that the Marquis has a heavy responsibility, and the young lady has never received any education as an heir, so why not..."

"Are you questioning the Marquis?" Barron suddenly interrupted, staring at him coldly. "Aren't you loyal to the Marquis?"

"I..." Viscount Lihan was momentarily speechless, his head lowered to his chest. He had obviously not expected Barron to bring this up as a question of loyalty. Disloyalty to one's lord was a grave taboo. He hastily stated, "Of course, I am absolutely loyal to the Marquis."

What a bastard! Earl Vance turned his head away and cursed silently. As the only daughter of the Marquis, she should be well-behaved and sensible, waiting for the Marquis to arrange a marriage for her. It would be enough to demonstrate her own value!

Are you kidding me? Am I going to listen to a woman from now on?

Another voice came from this side, it was the old retainer.

"We're not questioning the Marquis's decision, but everything is so unexpected. Why would he suddenly decide to appoint another heir? At least there's no precedent for a woman becoming a Marquis."

There was silence all around, and the nobles each had their own agenda.

Vifiya knew that they were waiting for her attitude and Vaholian's statement.

Earl Vance finally couldn't help it and must not let her become a marquis!

"Miss Vifiya! I don't think you can manage the territory well, nor do I think you can become a qualified marquis. You..."

"Oh?" Vifia spoke softly, but easily interrupted him. This was the first time she spoke since the Marquis's will appeared.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on her.

She looked puzzled and couldn't help but tilt her head and asked, "Do you think I need to prove myself to you?"

Without waiting for Earl Vance to answer, Vifia smiled and looked very easy to talk to: "Come over and talk to me."

Earl Vance frowned slightly. Although he didn't know what she wanted to do, it would be embarrassing for him to just go over there, but he couldn't refuse under the gaze of everyone.

He had no choice but to leave his seat and stand in front of Vifiya.

Vifiya seemed to be in a very good mood: "Then tell me, Earl Vance."

Earl Vance looked at the girl standing before him, who was even shorter than him. Someone like that? He was supposed to pledge allegiance to her? How could that be possible? He was supposed to bow down to a woman? Impossible!

He stood up straight with a defiant look on his face, acting like an elder. "Miss Vifiya, you are still young. How can you do the work of the Marquis? Don't break things that have no precedent easily. You should know what to do. This is right..."

"Yeah, I see." Vifiya responded thoughtfully.

This actually made Earl Vance stunned, as if he had not expected her to be so easy to talk to. However, he soon felt happy. If that was the case, then could he coax her into marrying into the Vance family? If he could form an alliance with the Kesley family...

He tried to hide the ecstasy in his heart. When he raised his eyes, he saw only a silver light. He subconsciously pressed his neck, and his hands were wet.

He saw Vifiya with a playful smile on her face, and he heard her say, "What kind of identity do you think I am? Do you still need me to prove myself to you?"

"Uh uh..." He couldn't say anything anymore.

The long sword from Naang in Vifiya's hand was still dripping with blood. She tilted it in the direction of the nobles: "Right, everyone?"

The air froze in an instant. No one expected her to suddenly take action in public.

They didn't expect that they would die after attending a meeting.

Viscount Lihan's eyes turned. Although it was Vifiya who frightened them, if...

His face was filled with grief: "Miss Vifia, even if we disagree, you... you don't have to kill Earl Vance, right?"

Just as he finished speaking, after who knows how long, voices began to be heard from the crowd...

"Yes, just like that, kill Count Vance?"

"Isn't this bad?"

"Can she really become a marquis like this?"

Such voices came one after another, and Viscount Li Han lowered his head and suppressed his smug smile. That was how he drowned her in doubts and labeled her "unworthy".

Seeing this, Vifiya calmly returned the sword to Naang. She tilted her head slightly and seemed distressed. She sighed, "I don't want to do this either."

The look of her admitting her mistake made them all stunned.

His crimson eyes stared at them calmly, and his words made their hair stand on end: "I don't think your daughter or son would refuse your position, right?"

Someone in the crowd asked tentatively, "You...you want to kill us all?"

She glanced at Barron, who was startled by her gaze and nodded slightly.

She sat down with a playful look on her face: "Open the door."

The door to the conference hall opened, and they saw the Knights standing ready at the door.

Vifiya smiled gently: "You can leave now."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what she wanted to do. When they looked over, they saw that she had her eyes closed.

Vaholian looked at Vifiya, and he had a vague guess about her next move. However, it was too crazy. Besides ordinary nobles, there was even the Pope present. Would she really do this?

I don't know who took the first step, muttering, "I can't stand it! It's unbelievable for a woman to become a marquis!"

People left the conference room one after another. After a while, with a slight signal from Barron, the people who were still watching inside heard screams one after another, and blood filled the hall.

The conference room was silent.

Madman! Absolutely madman!

But the people of the Kesley family have always been crazy.

It would be abnormal if the family they are loyal to is not crazy.

Vifiya opened her eyes and looked at the old retainer who had not left with a playful look: "No precedent? It's not like I can't set this precedent."

Instead, the retainer showed a look of satisfaction and bowed to her solemnly.

"Brother, right?" She set her eyes on Vaholian.

Vaholian didn't speak because of Vifiya's look.

She was warning him! It's best not to move.

Does she know anything else?

Vifiya drank the hot tea as if nothing had happened. Vaholian had been the heir for many years and had a certain amount of power. He would not act rashly now, but he might not be sure after tomorrow.

She wanted to put him to death on the charge of patricide.

She had indeed not originally intended to become a marquis, and she could still vividly remember being "trapped" in Seronil after becoming a marquis.

Her original plan was to give the title of Marquis to Vahorian and give her the power.

But those people's faces are the same as before, just as disgusting as before.

She had a whole new idea.

So she changed her mind. She wanted the position of Marquis and the power, and the person who handled affairs on her behalf in Seronil didn't necessarily need Valholian.

Someone who could stab her in the back at any time.

She had no habit of leaving behind such a huge hidden danger.

As for those who disagree with her becoming a marquis...

Killing is the fastest way.

Some of them, when they see blood, bend their waists faster than anyone else.

She was not worried about the vacancies not being filled, because she knew who would be more suitable to sit in those people's positions.

I have to say that being "trapped" as a marquis last time was of great help this time.

If she wanted to avoid being "trapped" in Cyronil, she would have to make a major overhaul of Cyronil's aristocracy.

Anyway, Kesley has always been crazy.

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The snow in Seronil seemed even heavier. Together with the night, it covered the castle, making it hard for the people inside to breathe.

Vaholian brushed off the snow and cold air on his body. He wanted to find a way to contact the nobles who supported him as soon as possible. Maybe he could even blame Vifia for the Marquis's death.

He pushed open the door and saw that his room was pitch black.

He didn't move, but frowned slightly. Gavin wasn't there? He watched cautiously.

Stellan is not a threat to Vifia now, but it would be too stupid to touch him at this time.

He walked in and closed the door. After taking a few steps, he smelled a faint smell of blood. He saw a cluster of flames suddenly light up in the darkness in the refreshment area, and then a pair of red eyes came into view.

Valhorian took a step back and gripped the sword at his waist.

The light from the candle quickly spread in the room. He could see everything clearly and his pupils froze.

Vifiya sat on the table, twirling the dagger in her hand nimbly.

At her feet was Gavin, his face covered in blood, his life or death unknown.

Vifiya stopped what she was doing and smiled: "I didn't like the way he stared at me, so I dug out his eyes. Is that okay, brother?"

She had not forgotten the way Gavin coveted her eyes, and the pain she felt when he dug out her eyes.

Vaholian quickly regained his composure: "Vifiya, what do you want to do?"

Vifiya did not answer. She jumped off the table, put the dagger back into her waist, and walked to the surrounding candles with the candle in her hand.

She opened the transparent outer frame, took out the candle inside, and calmly lit the candle in Vaholian's room.

Vaholian glanced at Gavin, then stared at Vifia's back. She was still wearing the long black dress, and now she was lighting candles, as if she was mourning for him.

The light quickly illuminated the entire room.

Vifiya blew out the candle in her hand and put it back into the candle lamp, then placed the candle lamp on the table.

She stared at Vaholian's face and studied it carefully: "Brother doesn't look well."

Vaholian couldn't figure out what she was trying to do, so he said calmly, "Now, you don't have to act out the brotherly love with me, right?"

Upon hearing this, Vifiya looked puzzled: "Who said I came here to play brother and sister with you?"

She stepped forward at great speed, gripped the sword at his waist, and said with a playful smile in her eyes: "Father, was it my brother who killed him?"