Golovin Hill, Heavenly Dome Palace, Emperor's Bedroom.

Only those who have been there for themselves can understand how Eckhart II's chambers are different from what they imagined – in a sense, His Majesty the Twelfth-generation Emperor and his grandmother, the famous "Dragon Empress", are simply two extremes.

The latter had elevated art to the level of empire and civilization, while the former had taken it as a matter of absence.

Fancy decorations, intricate patterns, intricately carved marble columns, striking blue bricks, and bloody wine in gold and silver wine glasses...... These are all poisons that corrupt the soul.

A grand ceremony, extravagant, all-night banquet...... These are just the surface of the gold wool, and the power and conspiracy contained in it are intertwined, and the real key is to fold and rush.

The small dormitory has no furnishings, except for a bed, only a desk and a bookshelf stacked with manuscripts, and even the wine rack fireplace in the ordinary nobleman's house is not visible, only a few Ebolden fluorite lamps as a light source to illuminate the whole room.

Brandon couldn't see half a smile on his face, sitting at the desk, looking at the figure across the table without saying a word, his hands were crossed, and his knuckles were already a little white.

Trembling, walking on thin ice.

Even if it's his own father... No, it was precisely because he was his father that Brandon was even more presumptuous - even in front of Conod, Brandon was not so nervous that he had to remain indifferent to calm himself.

His Majesty Eckhart II, the twelfth supreme emperor of the Empire.

At this time, he was supporting his head with one hand, closing his eyes to recuperate, under his long red hair, a pair of sword eyebrows were not angry and self-assured, even if he was only wearing a loose robe and was unarmed, people did not dare to make any movements.

Ants in one's pants... Brandon is now very aware of this feeling.

But I can't just be silent... Right now, the night watchmen in the imperial capital have begun to raid the Summer Twilight Courtyard to clear the eyeliner there and the intelligence network of the nobles of various forces, and if Loren is really still inside, then he will definitely not be spared!

Twenty-two Night's Watch encircled and suppressed the city, as well as Lut Infinit's spies throughout the city, and the ambush of Assassins and killers was unknown......

Brandon is confident in his wizard advisors - what Loren is best at is working miracles, the ogres of the Ancient Wood Forest can't kill him, the mutants of Eboden can't kill him, and the monsters and ice and snow north of the Broken Mountain Fortress still can't kill him......

Truth be told, he had suspected more than once that Loren was actually an apostle of some evil god... It's just that there is no evidence.

And even if it is, he can have one more handle in his hand, but he will still trust him wholeheartedly.

It's not just a trust, it's a commitment.

What's more, at the moment, Loren Turin is the only person he can absolutely trust, and he is the most important help and deputy, and he is counting on him to help him and the alliance with the Turin family.

Brandon looked up at his father opposite, only to see that he was still indifferent, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Father, Brother, Rute Infinit, Church of the Holy Cross......

You guys... Do I have to kill him, my only friend?

His Royal Highness the Prince pressed his index finger hard and clenched his fists with both hands.

"You're worried about him?"

The silent Eckhart II finally spoke, but still did not open his eyes.

"Yes. Brandon didn't hesitate and admitted directly: "He's my only friend, and he's done so much for me, of course I'm worried about him." ”

At this time, it is useless to not admit it except to make my father look down on it.

"Do you know how many people he offended this time?"

"Half an empire, the entire imperial capital. ”

"You know that even if I don't kill him, there are people who want him to die... Even the wizards?"

"Clearly. Brandon bowed slightly, hiding a sneer that slipped across the corners of his mouth: "Those people are afraid of him, afraid that he will make more variables in the imperial capital and even the empire... No one wants to see change. ”

"In a royal trial, he can bring the victory of the Holy Cross to the back of the victorious Church of the Holy Cross, and the ambitious Jode Chamber of Commerce will be defeated... Give him time, opportunity and power, and he can do so much more!"

"Oh......"

Eckhart seemed to be questioning, and as if he was asking, "You trust him so much?"

"I never believed in Loren Turin......" Brandon smiled suddenly, grinning like a child:

"Because he always surprises people!"

"Brandon ......"

"Father, I know what you're doing... I also appreciate that you would give me such an opportunity, really, I never had any extravagance. With a bright smile on his face, he could already hear the sound of bone and joint friction with his hands that were too hard:

"Growing up, you didn't look at me once... Even when I got the dragon Milasis and my brother found nothing—sorry to say that, but I saw nothing but suspicion and suspicion in your eyes. ”

"Even you... They're all wondering if I've done something — yes, it's pretty good with my personality and my style, isn't it?"

Eckhart didn't say anything, just looked at his son silently... The youngest son who is the most disobedient and the most enthusiastic about giving people "surprises" and surprises.

This one... Good at disguising and hiding his son.

Finally, he no longer hides his ambitions.

"Your brother... Conod, he sees farther than you - it's him today, and he won't do anything superfluous. Eckhart spoke:

"His ambition... He can make the de Salion family go to the glory that has not been completed for twelve generations, and he can change himself for all this. ”

"This is the talent of the imperial brother, he was born with a set of molds of the 'Supreme Emperor'. Brandon shrugged self-deprecatingly and said nonchalantly:

"I'm not going to... I won't change myself for anyone!"

"Okay. Eckhart bowed slightly, and looked at his son calmly: "How much are you willing to pay for this?"

Price?

Brandon opened his arms, his frank expression seemed to be more indifferent, the corners of his mouth were comically hooked, and his eyes were even more unscrupulous:

"Take it away!"

"Those who voluntarily abstain are not worth a second chance. Eckhart muttered, "I'm not going to give you a second chance... The empire and the royal family of de Salion must not be divided in turmoil because of one person!"

"I didn't expect any of that, did I?" Brandon scratched his head. The smile on his face became brighter: "But as your son, please allow me to say a few more words before you make such a big decision. ”

"That's right... Brother Conod is the most standard model of the emperor, and the one who can win the unanimous approval of the entire empire... From the church to the nobility, everyone was unanimously supporting him to succeed to the throne. ”

"But because of that... He also has his own blind spots, and he has more limitations - what he can see, he may not be able to do!"

"And I can. Brandon's voice was still unbridled and arrogant:

"Disgust, hatred, suspicion, hostility... I've seen too much, father, if you really want an heir who can change the empire, don't expect him to inherit the throne smoothly, because that kind of person... It must be someone who carries the empire, but is the enemy of the empire!"

"Father, I am de Salion, a descendant of the dragon royal family and the Sakran royal family. ”

"I... We will never be afraid to be the enemy of the entire empire!"

Eckhart II stared at him, into eyes of the same color as himself, without fear.

"Very well, I promise you. ”

"If Loren Turin can escape from the capital under the Night's Watch, I can let it go. ”

Well?

W-This works? It's that simple?!

Brandon was amazed - with his own knowledge of his father, this little trick should not be enough to convince him, at least it had to be a written statement to tell him that he would never ...... with the royal brother again.

Eckhart raised his hand to block Brandon, who was still in shock, and handed a note to Brandon.

The moment he took it, Brandon immediately noticed the bright red mark on it.

It's blood... It's not dry yet.

The next moment, His Royal Highness the surprised Prince's eyes widened!

"Twenty-two night watchmen... No one was spared......"

I couldn't see what he was thinking, and Eckhart's face didn't show the slightest annoyance of being slapped in the face, but his eyes narrowed into a slit:

"As you say... He's really good at surprising people!"