Chapter 111 Is this too much of a coincidence?
Chapter 111 Is this too much of a coincidence?
The Ryan family... is really finished...
Looking at the old duke whose neck was bandaged and who couldn't even sit up and could only half lean on the hospital bed, the nobles around him couldn't help but have similar thoughts.
With more than 200 tribesmen lost overnight and almost all of the backbone forces dead, the old duke, the only one capable of standing up and turning the tide, suffered heart failure due to excessive blood loss caused by the cuts on the blood vessels in his neck, and was now only breathing out but not in.
It can be said that the collapse of the Ryan family has completely entered the countdown. Except for the empty shell of a duke and the seat of deputy speaker of the House of Lords, everything else will be divided up by everyone present.
Thinking of this, the representatives sent by various noble families to "watch the ceremony" or "pay their condolences" could not help but look at each other and showed each other a tacit understanding.
As one of the two pillars of the kingdom, the Ryan family's "legacy" is very rich. Even though they have been related by marriage for hundreds of years and have a little bit of affection, compared with the huge "legacy", this little bit of affection is really nothing.
As soon as the old duke hands over his title and dies, countless mouths full of sharp teeth will reach out and eat up all the fat and lean meat of the Ryan family, and even lick the empty bones until they are shiny!
You damned jackals! I would rather feed the benefits to the dogs than give them to you!
The old duke was naturally well aware of the styles of these "in-law" families, and looking at those pairs of eyes that seemed respectful but were actually full of ill intentions, a deep resentment emerged from his turbid eyes, and then he puffed up the little air left in his lungs and snorted heavily.
"You speak! I'm listening!"
When the butler next to him heard the hum, he immediately bent down and put his ear close to his mouth. The nobles also subconsciously held their breath, and the ward instantly became silent.
After gasping for a few times, the old duke finally managed to utter a few words.
"Where's the first...first pick? Why isn't it...still...yet...huh..."
The old butler naturally understood that the first pick did not refer to the dead Bobby Ryan, but the new first pick after Ryan's bloody night.
After a quick conversation with the person in charge, the old butler neatly raised the old duke's pillow to make it easier for him to breathe, and then began to report:
"He'll be there soon. The first pick is the closest. He's in the building next to this hospital. He'll be there soon."
"Next...next door?"
"Um... next door..."
After a slight hesitation, the old butler told the truth:
"The current No. 1 pick was originally the No. 3 pick. Eight years ago, he had some conflicts with your brother... and Bobby Ryan. As a result, he was hit on the back of the head with a stick. Although he did not die, he was paralyzed. He had no feeling below the collarbone, so he could only..."
"roll!"
It was not known whether it was because of the situation of the first in line of succession, or because he heard the name of the man who had caused him to become what he was now, but the old duke could not help but fly into a rage and actually shouted intermittently.
"Let him...the number one...get out! Number two! Number two!"
second……
The old butler gritted his teeth when he heard this, then leaned over again and whispered:
"Secondly... in the mental hospital, he and Bobby... competed with that guy for the dominance of the arms company, and then he went crazy for some reason..."
Bobby Ryan!!!
After hearing the name again, the old duke's heartbeat, which had been almost falling to 40 beats per minute, suddenly accelerated to over 80, and his dark yellow, old face actually turned a shade of red.
Damn it! Why are you in such a hurry? You can just wait a little longer! Just wait a few more years and the Ryan House will be yours! Damn it...
Thinking of his smart and capable brother who deserved to be cut into pieces, the old duke couldn't help but feel a deep pain in his eyes.
After he was injured when he was young and lost his fertility, he basically raised his younger brother as his own son. Bobby Ryan did not disappoint him. Relying on some tricks that he himself was not quite sure about, he destroyed the families of many of his competitors and successfully helped his brother ascend to the position of Duke. Therefore, the relationship between the two brothers has always been good.
But...but why are you so anxious?
I know you've wanted my position for a long time, but why can't you wait even for two years? It's clear that everything will be yours after I die!
Thinking of his brother's betrayal, the old duke's weakened heart ached. He said weakly, "Three! Four! Five! Normal... Is there... normal?"
"These three people are normal, but none of them are suitable. You should call the people behind them..." The old butler explained helplessly:
"The third and fourth picks are twins. They are not even two years old yet. The younger one can't even call out. As for the fifth..."
"Here it comes! The fifth pick is here!"
???
Why is there another disabled one?
Looking at the wheelchair that appeared outside the door and Leon wrapped in bandages on it, the old duke, who had just recovered a little, couldn't help but bulge his eyes. He raised his hand, pointed at him and yelled at the old butler:
"You... didn't you say that three, four, and five were all... all..."
"He just had some skin injuries and there was some infection at the wound, but he is normal."
His cloudy eyes moved up and down, and after taking a look at Lyon's situation, the old duke couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Although he is also a patient, at least he looks like a normal adult. In any case, he is better than the previous four!
"Then...then it's him!"
Feeling that he was almost at his limit, the old duke confirmed the identity of the heir to the title, and then he opened his mouth and ordered:
"Let him...come over here! I want to tell him how to deal with those...jackals...who covet the Ryan family..."
"Well...why don't you look back?"
After hearing the old duke's choice, the old butler hesitated for a moment, then made a suggestion:
"He has black hair, not blond, and there are several people who have the right to inherit. We don't necessarily have to choose from the first five..."
"Ok?"
From the old butler's hesitant look, the old duke could tell at a glance that the butler was hiding something from him, and his eyes narrowed.
"What are you...hiding...tell me!"
"..."
"Say it!"
Although he was a little worried about the old duke's ability to bear it, he had been forced to this point, so the old butler had no choice but to move closer and whisper in his ear:
"He was the one who killed your brother."
? ! ! !
After hearing the old butler's words, countless complex emotions, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, instantly flooded into the old duke's heart.
Looking at this guy who killed his only brother but also avenged him at the same time, the old duke's heartbeat suddenly doubled and doubled again, instantly soaring to 160. Then he sat up from the bed, pointed at Leon who looked puzzled and shouted:
“You! You! You!… Ugh!”
Duke Lionheart, died.
……
[Under the watchful eyes of the public, the Lionheart Duke nominated you three times to inherit the Dukedom. You received the silver-level identity badge "Lionheart Duke"]
[Duke Lionheart: One of the two pillars of the kingdom, the 29th Duke of the Ryan family]
[Effect of wearing: When you come into contact with people who recognize your noble status, you will naturally receive certain preferential treatment. Otherwise, you will be strongly hostile to them.]
[Advanced route: None]
[Hidden feature (no need to wear): Since you only belong to the Ryan family in identity, but not in the true sense of the Ryan bloodline, if this is exposed, this badge will undergo unknown changes]
(End of this chapter)