C92 Conquer the Plane Fizeau(1)

After the officers of the Black Armored Guard had withdrawn, Prince Neath gave Count Bartlett a fleeting, indifferent look and shifted to a stern tone. "Count Bartlett, it's just the two of us now. Can we speak frankly?"

Count Bartlett wasn't taken aback; he had always known Prince Neath was no fool. His previous explanations wouldn't have deceived the prince, so he dropped the pretense