Unfortunately, powerful as Nie Yun's mental power was, he was helpless against this kind of deep-seated mental contamination.
He had studied too few samples and had barely accumulated any experience in this area.
If he forced mental treatment on Grand Duke Horton, a little "accident" would be getting off lightly. He was far more likely to turn the man into a vegetative patient...
"The Second Prince really is something. I thought the duke was his Achilles' heel, but it turns out he's already plugged even that one gap..." Nie Yun said helplessly.
"Alfonso, how can you still say things like that at a time like this?
Let the duke go! If this really turns out to be a misunderstanding, I'm sure he'll give you a fair trial!" Brutus urged anxiously.
Nie Yun shook his head helplessly.
There was no need to ask. Whatever the verdict, Viscount Ironwall was a dead man this time.
Grand Duke Horton and the Second Prince would never readily spare someone who knew their secret.
Leaving him an intact corpse afterward would already be the best possible outcome.
Nie Yun was now considering whether he should simply go all the way and kill Duke Horton outright.
After finally gaining control of Viscount Ironwall, he ought to at least squeeze some remaining value out of the character, right?
"What, are you going back on your word? You couldn't frame me, so now you're lashing out in humiliation?"
Grand Duke Horton keenly sensed the danger behind him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly tried to goad his captor.
Since his opponent had failed to achieve his goal, killing him would at least throw the Duke's Estate into turmoil for a while.
Even if the Second Prince had certainly prepared a backup who could quickly