Contention

The atmosphere of the discussion in the Hall of Heroes had begun to turn into one that delicate handling.

"A war for vengeance?"

"Attack Constellation?"

Archduke Lecco sat beside the long table, his gaze focused somewhat. His hands were clasped together and his joints trembled slightly.

"So, this was the reason you spread the rumors before the Constellation Diplomat Group arrived, trying your best to play up the discord between King Nuven and the Prince of Constellation." The corner of Archduke Lecco's lips curled up a little. "And also why you shifted the blame for the king's death onto Constellation."

"I'm tired of repeating myself." Lampard shot Lecco a glance. His tone was cold. "That this is not a rumor."

'Not completely.' He stared quietly at the four archdukes.

"And then?" Trentida flashed an interested smile. "Do you think that all of Eckstedt would believe you; would act in haste and go to war at all costs?