After killing both his sons, Silva walked to the viscount and pointed his blade at his neck.
"Those who take should be ready to be taken from. Life is that simple. Karma is a bitch," Silva said and was about to drive his sword through the throat of the viscount.
But the viscount managed to summon his last defense, and that was stating the obvious.
"If you kill me, you would have killed an elvish noble. The elves will not let this slide; they will surely come after you," he said, trying to sway Silva to at least spare his life.
"Hmm," Silva acted as though he was in thought, and a glimmer of hope shone on the face of the viscount, but it was immediately shattered by what Silva said next.
"I don't really care, you see. In this very house, in the other room is Amber, the daughter of the emperor, and right in this room, about to stab you, is a demon lord candidate.