Late at night, the royal palace in Ridmar City gradually became quiet, most of the palace lights were extinguished, but in a large palace on the southeast side of the palace, it was still brightly lit, and there were bursts of roars from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's all useless, get out of here!" The eldest prince Emmanuel kept walking around the palace like an angry lion, and the expression on his face was even distorted with anger. At this moment, Newmanuel completely lost the princely and aristocratic style that he had just had at Princess Bela's welcome dinner, and the ground was full of all kinds of utensils that he had broken, and even the maid who often slept with Emmanuel the most was smashed by him with a wine glass and his head was bleeding, and the puddle of blood on the ground that had not been wiped away was the best proof of the anger of His Royal Highness the Grand Prince.

"Lady Leanne has arrived!" The servant's voice suddenly came from outside the main hall, and Emmanuel's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he let out a cold snort, and put down the vase that he had originally intended to smash.

It was customary for all the women of His Majesty the Emperor except the Empress to be called "Madame", and this Lady Leanne was one of them. It is not difficult to hear from the name that this lady is a family of golden lions that are famous in the Snowy Empire and even the entire continent, but for Emmanuel this lady has a special meaning - she is Emmanuel's biological mother.

A middle-aged lady quickly walked into the palace surrounded by the palace people, although the gorgeous clothes and just the right makeup made the lady who was nearly fifty years old look still charming, but the pig-killing knife of the years still quietly carved some traces on her face. The skin that is no longer tight, the bags under the eyes that are noticeably saggy, and the numerous crow's feet at the corners of the eyes all silently tell the truth that time is gone.

This noblewoman is, of course, Mrs. Leanne.

"Mother." Although it can be seen from the expression on his face that Emmanuel very much does not want to see his mother at this time, since everyone is here, it is still necessary to greet him.

Mrs. Leanne looked at the messy palace in front of her and couldn't help frowning slightly, but it wasn't until her eyes came into contact with the pool of blood on the ground that the expression on her face really changed, and her tone was a little worried: "Child, are you bleeding?" Come, let me see. Immediately after saying this, Mrs. Leanne walked briskly to Emmanuel, pulled him and began to examine him.

"It's not me, Mother." Emmanuel's brow furrowed as well, and the expression on his face was somewhat impatient, as if he thought his mother was overreacting.

"Oh, that's good." Mrs. Leanne immediately breathed a sigh of relief, waved all the people in the palace away, and then pulled Emmanuel aside and sat down, and said gently: "I heard that you lost your temper after returning to the palace, so you rushed over, is it because of the daytime?" ”

"Humph!" It's good that Mrs. Leanne didn't mention it, but as soon as she mentioned it, Emmanuel's face immediately turned ugly again, and the anger in her heart rose up, and she slapped the arm of her chair heavily: "Is there anything else besides that?" Damn the Holy See little bastard, one day I'll let him know what life is better than death! ”

A clicking sound suddenly sounded, and it turned out that Emmanuel's angry palm actually slapped the sturdy handrail into several gaps.

Mrs. Li'an looked at her son who gritted her teeth, and felt distressed with the two words written on the old face, and hurriedly said comfortingly: "It's okay child, I will go and talk to Your Majesty about this tomorrow, and I must let Your Majesty severely punish this blind Holy See dog cub, and get out of this evil breath for you!" ”

"Father?" Emmanuel subconsciously glanced at the empty hall except for his mother and son, and sneered lowly: "Forget it, father, let's not talk about whether my father can listen to you, even if he really stands on my side in this matter?" The Holy See has long since stopped listening to him! ”

"Shh Madame Leanne was taken aback by Emmanuel's words, and hurriedly rebuked in a low voice: "You are crazy, you dare to say such a thing in the palace? If your father hears it, then you really won't be able to eat and walk away! ”

"Hey!" Emmanuel sneered again, looking obviously dissatisfied with his father, His Majesty Charles XVI, the contemporary emperor of the Spany Empire: "This has long been a well-known fact, so what's the point of us deceiving ourselves here?" If the day I ascend the throne as emperor, the first thing I will do must be to raise an army and wipe out the Church of Light, a cancer that has been parasitic on the body of the empire for three hundred years! And I'm going to torture that little piece of wretch that made me lose my face to death! ”

There is always such a person in this world, who obviously makes mistakes themselves, but likes to blame others.

While the eldest prince and mother and son were having a conversation, in an equally brightly lit palace in the northwest corner of the palace, the expression on the face of the second prince Julian was much more relaxed.

At this moment, His Royal Highness Julian was reclining on the soft floor enjoying the gentle massage of the slender hand of the maid behind him, and he was also holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and after taking a sip of it, he put the wine glass on the table in front of him, looking comfortable and relaxed: "So, the old woman from the Golden Lion Family ran to comfort her unsuccessful son?" ”

"Yes, Your Highness." In front of the second prince sat a middle-aged man in his thirties, judging from the clothes on this middle-aged man, it was obvious that he belonged to the civil official system of the Spany Empire.

"Alas," Julian shook his head gracefully, but the words that came out of his mouth didn't sound like much to do with the word demeanor: "I sometimes wonder if this eldest brother of mine is weaned or not, and let his mother run to him if he has nothing to do, and he is almost thirty years old and as moody as a three-year-old child, and beats the maid and breaks the furniture at every turn, do you think that is like a word?" ”

The middle-aged civil official couldn't help but have a smile on his face, but he quickly lowered his head and didn't pick up Julian's words - the affairs of the royal family are not something that a courtier like him can comment on at will.

Julian smiled slightly when he saw this, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, how did you do with the information about that divine favorite?" ”

The middle-aged civil servant was obviously prepared, and immediately handed over a stack of papers: "Your Highness, these are all the information we can collect about the blue-clothed bishop of the diocese of Varna. ”

Julian first waved away the maid on the side, then reached out to take the manuscript and read it carefully. After a long time, His Royal Highness the Second Prince took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with a wonderful light: "I didn't expect this guy to be a fake... No wonder I said why Emmanuel, who has always been obedient to Mrs. Lean, would run to provoke his cousin with the blood of a golden lion, it turns out that this so-called Antonidas is an imposter at all!" ”

"Yes." The middle-aged civil official nodded and said, "The fake identity of this bishop, I'm afraid it shouldn't be a secret in front of anyone with a heart, I'm afraid even the Holy See has long known about this." But it's a pity that because of the identity of this god, I'm afraid the Holy See shouldn't have any accountability for him. ”

"Is that really the case? I don't think so. A playful smile appeared on Julian's lips: "Although it is true that the Divine Favor is a once-in-a-century event, as far as I know, that old fellow of Pope Enhill values power more than anything else. Such a power-loving old immortal does not necessarily welcome a figure who is destined to become a leader of the church. ”

The middle-aged civil official's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said to Julian in an inquiring tone: "Your Highness, what do you mean-"

"I mean it very simply." Julian tapped lightly on the information in his hand and smiled a little secretly: "I want you to pass on the content of this information to me immediately, and spread it throughout the entire continent as quickly as possible." And you have to wait until someone else goes down the source of the information and thinks that Emmanuel instructed his men to do it, you know? ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The middle-aged civil servant who has been immersed in officialdom for many years didn't know what Julian meant, and he couldn't help but praise it with great admiration: "Your Highness's plan to kill two birds with one stone is really high!" ”

"High? Actually, it's not high enough. Julian, who had picked up his glass again, shook his head and said softly, "If only I could be as tall as that man." ”

Julian was referring to the Duke of Bismarck, the prime minister of the Jimny Empire who had the title of "Jimny's Fox" and was recognized as a wise man of a generation.

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