The smile on Varian's face faded as the door slammed shut.

In fact, when Felicia was talking to Berval just now, the person who left was just a soldier at the door.

Varian didn't leave. He stood quietly in the doorway, listening to the argument between Bovar and Felicia. He knew that he had done so as a sign of distrust of Bolval, and that he should not be a worthy king. But that person was too important to him, and he didn't want to miss a little bit of news about her.

Although the quick and vague conversation between Felicia and Berval did not allow him to hear what kind of dumb riddle was hidden between them. However, he can be very sure that there is indeed a very important thing between these two people that is hiding from him. And the performance of the two just now further confirmed Wari's speculation.

Can you believe that a woman who fights because she is proposed to a marriage is like a bird and a little shy after an hour?

Can you believe that someone who was arguing a few minutes ago is in love a few minutes later?

Bolval, Felicia. Both of them are lying, and the performance of the two people just now is nothing more than outright acting.

The damn thing is that he has no position or reason at all to debunk their lies.

Varian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the palace avenue not far away.

"Brower ......"

"What's the matter?" Brower tore a feather from the trim on his shoulder and used it as a bookmark to clip it into the page he was reading, then closed it. After doing all this, he looked at Varian.

"Can I trouble you?"

Varian's eyes were gloomy. There seemed to be a storm brewing under his blue eyes.

Broll stood up and walked over to Varian's side, following Varian's gaze. Boval and Felicia rode past him one after the other. Because they were still in the court, the speed of the two horses was not fast. But Brower wasn't a little girl like Valera. He immediately understood what was wrong - the two men had come in a carriage. How can I go back but ride a horse? And judging from the hands of the two, they are completely anxious, and as long as they leave the palace, they will gallop on their horses.

Varian didn't need to say anything more, the tacit understanding cultivated in the arena had already given Broll an idea of what he needed to do.

Browl nodded, stretched his muscles silently, and then leaped forward and leaped off the ledge. By the time he landed, Brower had turned into a nightblade leopard as black as the night. The Nightblade Leopard glanced up at Varian. Then it silently melted into the night and disappeared.

Anduin looked at his father, then ran to the balcony to see where Brower had disappeared.

"Father. What did you ask Uncle Brower to do? Anduin refused to think that his father had let Uncle Brower go because he was suspicious of Uncle Brower, but reason reminded him cruelly. If it weren't for the fact that he was stalking Uncle Broval, his father had good manpower, so why bother with Uncle Broll.

"Nothing." Varian's gaze withdrew from the void. "It's not early. It's time for the little ones to go to bed. ”

"I'm not a kid anymore!!" Anduin said angrily.

Varian didn't seem to care at all about his angry attitude. Turn to Valera. "Take Anduin to rest. You also want to rest early. I'll have to trouble you tomorrow. ”

Valera pouted. "Isn't it that tomorrow at noon you promised to go to church to attend the regular meeting of the Church of Light and give a speech? Rest assured! I'll protect Anduin, really, and I'm afraid some Assassin will get involved? ”

Anduin's eyes widened in surprise. He hurriedly took Lavarella's hand and motioned for her to stop, and said goodbye to his father.

"Then, father, I'll quit first."

"Hmm. Good night, good boy. ”

When Anduin pulled Valella out of the break room, Valella immediately grumbled softly in dissatisfaction. "Really. Anduin. Why are you pulling me? ”

"Daddy he'...... In fact, I hate such gatherings very much. Especially at the rally in the Holy Light Square, Dad hadn't been there for a long time. Anduin said sullenly. His voice was extremely low. If it weren't for Valera's good ear, she wouldn't have been able to hear him.

"Why?" Valera tilted her head curiously. "As a king, isn't it very normal to appear on such an occasion where his subjects gather to give a speech?"

Anduin's little hands clenched quietly.

"Because...... Mom, Mom, she died on such an occasion. ”

Valella's throat seemed to be choked by something, and she couldn't say anything.

"Ever since Mom died, Dad hasn't been seen in the Church of Light. Although Archbishop Benedictas had invited him repeatedly, Dad had never been there. Actually, I know - Uncle Berval told me that the king's behavior had a great impact on the prestige of the Church of Light among the nobility. However, there is no way. Dad is just stubborn sometimes. ”

Anduin lifted his face and smiled at Valera. So, although I don't know why Dad finally agreed to attend this time. But the Church and the Archbishop will certainly take this matter very seriously. After all, tomorrow is the first time my father has gone to the Church of Light meeting since my mother died. Valera, we should be prepared. Raise your spirits! ”

"Ah...... Oh! ”

Seeing Anduin's expression as if he was more mature than his peers, Valera nodded subconsciously, and took Anduin's little hand and slowly disappeared into the gloom of the court.

In the room, Anduin and Valrera's departure relieved Varian. He looked at the moonlight outside the window, subconsciously reached into the neckline of the gown and loosened it with his fingers.

"Hu ......" There was so much going on tonight that he felt he needed to sort it out.

Bolval's sudden marriage, the quid pro quo of the archbishop, the assassination of Wilton...... All kinds of things, a thousand things, made him upset.

Of course, what Varian didn't want to admit was that what he was really most upset about was what Bolvar was interrupted and didn't say.

What did Bolval want to talk to him about? Varian's fingers unconsciously rubbed the hilt of Saramaine's sword in his hand over and over again.

If...... If...... If it was really hers, what would he do?

What will he do?

"Your Majesty, the time is almost up. It's time for you to go out and say hello. ”

The palace steward at the door respectfully asked.

"I see." Varian got up and walked outside, just in time to announce tomorrow's agenda.

It's just that he still has a mind in his heart, and he doesn't know what kind of answer Broll can bring back for him.

(To be continued.) )