"Ten years ago, you made me believe that my father would personally execute his eldest son..."
Eric suddenly clenched the ancient silver coin. "I committed patricide in despair... Now, I must wash away this debt with blood."
There was a loud explosion downstairs, causing the crystal chandelier to shake violently.
Fernando suddenly burst into laughter. "So this critical illness was fake? That old fox wants us to kill each other?"
“It’s not all fake.”
Eric turned the blood-stained ancient silver coin. "Grandpa's time is indeed short, but this final game... not only requires us to pay for our father's life, but also tests whether Renault has the ability to protect the family in this desperate situation."
"The Sixth Young Master has broken through the west gate!" The bodyguard's exclamation came from the corridor.
Eric looked at the fire outside the window and said, "Why do you think Grandpa chose today? Because twenty years ago today, Father was named heir in this very room."
"Bang--"
The study door was kicked open.
Renault stood with a gun, the muzzle of the gun moving between Eric and Fernando.
Eric suddenly laughed, "You arrived ten minutes earlier than I expected."
Renault's eyes swept over the blood emblem on the wall, "Where is Grandpa?"
Eric didn't answer directly, but took out a pocket watch, which contained a photo of his father with his arm around his shoulders.
"Tell Grandpa for me," he pressed the pocket watch into Renault's hand, "as he wished, there is only one heir left."
"Wait!" Renault rushed towards the railing, but it was too late.
Eric dragged Fernando, and the two figures fell in the moonlight, exactly the same trajectory as his father's fall from the building ten years ago.
He saw Eric's final smile of relief.
The castle bell suddenly rang, like a belated judgment.
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