In the Heavenly Dome Palace, there was a dead silence.

The night is deep, the moon is hidden, the stars are shining, and everything is silent.

Brandon de Salion, who was silent, sat on the stairs outside the dormitory, scratching his head with both hands and messing up his red hair, without a smile at the corners of his mouth, and his dark eyes completely devoid of his usual demeanor.

He wanted to yell at someone twice now, but he didn't even know what to yell at......

There was only a mess in my mind, and my mood was so bad that I had never felt so bad even when I almost died in the glacial wasteland.

Just now, a night watchman came to visit.

Loren Turin... Own wizard advisor... The guy who couldn't die in the Glacier Wasteland for a month, and even the Apostle of the Evil God couldn't kill him......

He's dead?

Under his repeated questioning and "polite" threats, the night watchman finally told the truth - Loren was only seriously injured and fell overboard.

Oh, and there are also "minor problems" such as heavy bleeding, damage to organs, exhaustion, extra flesh wounds, and a penetrating wound to the heart......

It's still a small problem, it's clearly telling himself that he's dead!

It's early spring, and although the sky is warm, the water in the Gem River is still very cold, and many places haven't even thawed... The cold water of the river aggravated the injury, and no one could survive!

Twenty-two night watchmen encircled and suppressed;

Rut Infinit took matters into his own hands;

the pursuit of nearly a hundred night watchmen;

In such a near-death situation, he managed to escape again and again, and even narrowly escaped the Night's Watch - or perhaps he would have ...... if he hadn't insisted on killing Root Infinit

No... Brandon looked up slowly, his eyes dim at the stars, and sighed softly.

Although it is unknown why Loren insisted on killing Rut Infinit, he had no chance of winning from the beginning, because the person who wanted to kill him was his father, the supreme emperor who wanted to balance the power and maintain the authority of the empire.

I guess by tomorrow, the Holy Cross and the old-fashioned nobility should get the news... They would probably clap their hands and be shocked by their father's decisive wrists, right?

And the Royal Wizarding Academy, which supports itself... You should also understand the warning elements, and you will not be too much of an expansion in the chambers of commerce and guilds.

What is power... That's power.

Church, wizards, nobles, merchants, commoners...... Among the various strata of forces, none of them can become bigger, and any one of them has a check and balance, and they must rely on the authority of the Supreme Emperor, and they must be willing and respectful to submit to the feet of the Heavenly Dome Palace.

The emperor does not need admiration and worship, and no one can make everyone pleasing and submitting;

What the emperor wants is not terror and fear, the existence of these can only show the fragility of the imperial power, and the slightest weakness will be met with a stormy resistance;

What the Emperor wanted... It is reverence, the status of an absolute transcendent mediator, an almost deified identity on whom all forces and men must depend and who are absolutely unable to resist.

This is his father, His Majesty Eckhart II, the twelfth supreme emperor of the Sakran Empire.

Isn't it because Brandon knows this, and knows full well that he's still alive and standing here?

Father needs himself to balance his beloved brother Conod.

His Royal Highness got up, and as soon as he turned behind him, his footsteps immediately stopped in place.

Ruth Infinit, at some point, was already standing behind him... Beneath his brown curls were his sideburns, and his expression was not visible in his golden pupils like sun flares.

Brandon bowed slightly, his messy hair and collar obscuring his expression.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. The mild-mannered Rout smiled slightly, and the injuries on his body did not seem to have any inconvenience to his movements, and he saluted Brandon respectfully:

"At this time, you should go back and rest... Beware of catching a cold. ”

"Hmm... Got it, Uncle Rutte Infinit. In the next second, Brandon's face was filled with a bright smile again: "Thank you for reminding me, it's just that the day is a bit long today, and it's too boring." ”

"That's okay, you'll get busy in the future. Rutte's expression was very subtle, his hands behind his back and his expression was respectful, and he was not slacking off at all because of his age: "The growth of His Highness is obvious to all. ”

"Really?" Brandon shrugged slightly, and Brandon turned around with an indifferent expression, leaving Rout behind and striding down the stairs.

"Edward has woken up, if Your Highness is free... Check him out. ”

Root, who was ignored, was unimpressed, and still spoke calmly.

His Royal Highness did not turn around, but the steps he had just taken stopped in mid-air.

"What do I think he's doing?"

Rutte Infinit smiled slightly, as if Brandon's words were not a question... He's tempted, but he just doesn't want to admit it.

"You can ask him... Loren Turin is alive or dead, and he will be your personal bodyguard and the leader of the Night's Watch in the Imperial Capital. ”

Brandon's pupils shrank, but he refrained from turning around, just retracting his steps.

"You... And keep spying on me?"

"Edward's primary mission has never been to spy on you... Rather, it is to protect you as your bodyguard - from today onwards, I will not give Edward any more orders, you can trust him absolutely. ”

Brandon's expression was confused, his eyes flickering, guessing the meaning behind the sentence.

What do you mean... Put the night watchman of the imperial capital into your own hands?

What is he going to do?

"We know of the private deal between Edward and Loren... Falling into the water and dying? So far-fetched reason, if it were any night watchman, I would not let him live to see the sun tomorrow. ”

Rut Infinit laughed, only more creepy than the ghost: "The fact that Loren Turin is still alive is not in my plan, but Edward's actions are not beyond my expectations. ”

Tilting his head, Brandon's expression became even more confused.

"Don't you understand... Whether Loren Turin is alive or dead is not in your father's consideration, and the whole plan is not aimed at him, but the various forces in the imperial capital. Root's tone slowed down, but his voice grew darker:

"Suppress the old-school aristocracy, suppress the church, and support the chambers of commerce and the wizard class in the imperial capital... This is the purpose of the whole plan, and it is also the root of the recent turmoil in the imperial capital. ”

"But...... This kind of thing cannot be done by His Majesty himself, it must be caused by external forces, and then His Majesty will end and clean up the mess!"

"So... I'm back?" Brandon muttered under his breath.

"That's right, you're back. Ruth Infinit bowed: "To be able to get this far... That is, your ability and skill have been recognized by His Majesty. ”

"So... Did my father want Scott Charn to die?"

"The death of Scott Charn, Priest Webb of the Church, your wizard advisor... None of this is in His Majesty's plans, but what they do or don't do, whether they die or live, will not change the final outcome. There was a ruthless coldness in Rutt's gentle expression.

"Siscott will die, but it doesn't matter when he dies, the Wizarding Academy will win, and it doesn't matter how he wins - His Majesty doesn't need and won't care about that, the only thing he cares about is you, Your Highness. ”

"Oh?" Brandon's pupils narrowed, and the smile on his face became more and more difficult, like a fish in his throat, "Since when... Does my father care about my disgraced son?"

"Ebden ... That Holy Blood Elixir incident was an opportunity given to you by His Majesty, and you passed without incident. Root's gesture was humble and deferential: "The Broken Mountain Fortress is the second test, and you have also done it beautifully. ”

"Your strength, skill, and overall view deserve Your Majesty's attention to you!"

The other man's voice was still humble and submissive, but it made Brandon clench his fists.

This guy... I really want to punch him in the face!

"So... You want to hand over the Night's Watch and Edward to me as you would assist my beloved brother?" Brandon tried to make his voice as easy as he could, "In that case, why kill Loren?"

"I repeat, Your Highness, I don't care if Loren Turin is dead or alive, and neither does Your Majesty. Ruth Infinit smiled lightly: "And my allegiance... Your Majesty will always be alone!"

"Truly watch for His Highness Connad and watch your 'night watchman'... It was Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, Fetronay de Salion. ”

The words fell, and Brandon, whose eyes widened, suddenly looked sideways!

Rutte Infinit was still smiling and bowing slightly:

"Wake up, Your Highness Brandon... The time for fun is over, it's time for you to grow!"