Chapter 95：Allen Takes Action, Shooting the Oriole

Viscount Black Mountain was struck dumb by the series of events, his severe injuries and psychological trauma draining his life force.

He understood now: The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

That wretched woman, using her beauty and alchemical bombs, had secretly instigated and supported this.

She had played him and his sons like puppets.

And his usually frivolous and arrogant third son was the most deeply disguised viper!

He had no doubt that Carl would marry his stepmother and make their bastard child the legitimate heir of the family!

Damn it! How had he not noticed?

Boundless regret filled Viscount Black Mountain's heart. He hated his wife, his sons, everyone, but never himself.

Carl kicked Beck's corpse aside and squatted down, "Dear father, you bear undeniable responsibility for this."

In his daze, Viscount Black Mountain glared at Carl, wanting to hear how this unfilial son would insult him.