"Oh... Dinner was accompanied by Sister-in-law Fitronay - is it a special holiday... Or is there something 'important' for my sister-in-law to tell her beloved Brandon?"

Heavenly Dome Palace, the royal side hall.

With an uninhibited and bright smile, the sterling silver table knife in the hand of His Royal Highness the Prince flipped up and down, but it did not mean to fall at all.

"Is there one?"

The red-haired girl in a knight's costume is elegant, and the knife in her hand accurately divides the steak along the muscle texture.

"Of course, it's the same for anyone. Brandon smiled like a child, picked up the plate and walked over to Fitlonay, pulled out a chair and sat down, and filled the two glasses:

"The time spent together, the physical contact, whether there are common preferences, whether you can accept each other's proximity...... These seemingly inconsequential little things often reflect a lot of things. ”

"For example... Usually when the three of us are together, my sister-in-law will always unconsciously sit next to Emperor Conrad. Hawkers, it's generally how far to roll away. ”

"That's your problem, isn't it?"

"That's right, because I'm not social, or if it weren't for something important, Sister-in-law Fitronay wouldn't come to me. ”

"But today... My sister-in-law not only came to me specially to find me, but even stranger was that she did not object to me sitting next to you, and was even willing to let me pour wine for you...... What does that mean?" Brandon shrugged.

"If you're interested, we can continue to talk... It's still early. ”

"Let me make a guess... Either you have something to ask me, which is generally impossible, and there shouldn't be many of those junk snacks who dare to propose to my sister-in-law, or ......"

Brandon gently lowered his glass, and the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest:

"You're here to kill me?"

The sterling silver knife cuts the steak into several pieces, and then gently sends the brisket into the cherry-red lips with a fork, and under the white skin that can be blown and broken, the teeth as bright as the moon chew vigorously, lick, taste, and swallow deep throat......

"Why don't you speak, did I guess right...... Hahahaha, don't, it's just a joke, sister-in-law, you will never be serious with me, an ignorant nephew, right?"

"Fitlonay... Sister-in-law?"

As he spoke, Brandon put his hands on the table and stared at the knight girl pitifully with big eyes.

Ignoring the stupid man, Fitronay continued to enjoy his dinner and took a sip of wine.

Well, the taste is a little lighter.

The knight girl who never spoke made Brandon can't help but flatten her mouth...... One of the most painful things for a talker is that the other person is deliberately pretending to be stupid, or... No one can understand what they are saying.

The purpose of Fitlon's coming, Brandon had already guessed the moment she appeared... But how can this kind of thing be explained? It will be boring to say it, and it will make the atmosphere of the two people awkward.

There aren't many opportunities to dine alone with my sister-in-law, so how can I waste it like this?

"Anyway... Brother Connad may not be able to come back again this year, and no wonder... Just experienced a monster invasion, the Northern Legion suffered heavy losses, the nobles and lords of the imperial capital must be scared to death, right? If there is no one with the most elite Northern Legion in front of them, let them ...... when the monsters come."

"Stop. ”

The knight girl put down the dishes and spoke softly.

"What?" Brandon, who looked up, stared at his big pure and immaculate eyes, deliberately pretending to be stupid.

"Now everyone in the imperial capital wants Lussac Kovo to be sentenced to death... Even the Emperor Eckhart would not go against everyone's wishes, it was definitely not the work of one emperor. ”

Fitlonay's face was expressionless: "Loren Turin... His defeat was already a foregone conclusion. ”

"Really?" Brandon shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, "Then why didn't I see him crying and shouting and running to the Heavenly Dome Palace, telling me he couldn't do it?"

Fitlonay didn't speak, just stared at him intently.

"I know there must be someone behind this, and I know that you're here on behalf of Emperor Conod, but guess what... I don't care!"

With a bright smile on his face, His Royal Highness took a hard bite of the steak: "I promised Loren Turin that he would support him to the end, and he also promised that I would let Lussac Kovo succeed in exonerating him... Both of us have commitments to each other. ”

"So before this wizard, who is always unscrupulous and surprises, admits to my face that he has failed... I will spare no effort to support him until the end!"

Fitlonai shook his head and said coldly: "You will lose face, from a hero of the Broken Mountain Fortress to a fool against everyone." ”

"They didn't like me anyway!" Brandon cheekily shook his head disapprehantly, "I never expected these fools and fools to not like me." ”

"Really?"

The knight girl was expressionless.

"Victor Theseus, in order to make up for his mistakes back then, will never let Lussac Corvo leave his cell alive;"

"The Church of the Holy Cross intends to fight back, and now the imperial capital is full of people protesting and opposing the wizards;"

"As for the Chamber of Commerce...... Loren Turin did foil their plan to indirectly control you, but the gambling debt of 300 million silver coins also greatly offended them, and he also ransomed the debt for Lena de Salion;"

"The Apothecary's Guild may have been able to come out in solidarity, but now that their top brass has died, all that's left is a group of ordinary pharmacists...... There is absolutely no guts to confront the Church of the Holy Cross;"

"The new head of the Charn family does not seem to have any intention of taking revenge on Lussac Kovo, but the entire Charn family and the old-fashioned nobles behind them insist that Lusak be punished with death, and it is impossible for a young family head to fight against so many people. ”

"And the Royal Wizarding Academy... They had already reconciled with the Holy Cross Church in private, and promised not to continue to have any involvement in the case of Lussac Corvo as long as the Church no longer threatened the safety of the wizards of the Imperial Capital. ”

............ Fitlonay spoke calmly, but this time it was Brandon enjoying his dinner with an unchanged face, the knife in his hand tearing the steak apart, and in the blink of an eye he had drunk a whole bottle of wine.

"Alas...... You really have a lot of people in woo, are these guys planning to serve your dear royal brother?" swallowing the piece of meat in his mouth hard, Brandon tilted his head and smiled:

"It seems that there is no need for my father's hand-picking, the imperial brother must be the next supreme emperor, right? Long live Sackland!"

"He's isolated, Brandon. ”

Fitlonay sat upright, no longer silent: "Failure... It's already a doomed thing. ”

"I said that as long as he hasn't conceded defeat, I will support him until the end...... I know you're opening your mouth on behalf of Emperor Conrad, but I don't want to change my mind, sister-in-law Fitronay. ”

"No one can change the will of one De Salion, not even another. ”

"Oh? Thank you so much... Do you need me to give you a drink?"

"So I'm just informing you, Brandon. The knight girl's gaze became serious: "Stop... Because Loren Turin will soon cease to be your wizarding advisor. ”

"W-What do you mean?"

"Who do you think will make the entire Royal Wizarding Academy make up their minds to make peace with the Holy Cross Church?"

"Those guys... There is no real dean in the Royal Academy, and one or two mentors should not be able to make such a big decision. Brandon blinked, tilting his head sideways:

"Could it be...... Albert Tarot?"

"But it can't be... This guy looks very kind, but he is still very stubborn in front of the bottom line, and he was willing to let Loren interfere in this matter in the first place!"

"And the peace talks... The same is his proposal. Fitlonay glanced sideways slightly: "Guess what, what will Loren Turin do after learning the news?"

His Royal Highness the Prince paused for a moment.

The next moment, Brandon, who was suddenly shocked, suddenly got up!

"Bang ——!"

The extravagant chair fell to the ground, and Brandon, who was frozen in place, remained motionless, the sharp knife had pressed against his throat, and Fitlonay's ice-cold gaze:

"I said... I'm not here to persuade you, Brandon. ”