The smile on Cynthia's face froze, she had thought that Merlin would never refuse the invitation.

After all, it was Aldrich Academy, one of the top schools in the empire and even the entire continent, and the students in the academy were either noble-born, illustrious, or capable civilian geniuses, and either way, the future of these students was worth looking forward to.

The academy is not only a place to learn knowledge, but also a place to expand contacts and practice communication, as long as his younger brother can become a professor in the academy, those students who have come to his classes will naturally become his potential contacts.

Connections are power.

As an older sister who watched Merlin grow up, Cynthia naturally knew how good her brother was, and he believed that his brother was absolutely capable of truly convincing those students and then taking them for himself.

As long as you patiently run the academy for more than ten years, and wait until those students who graduate either inherit the family business, or emerge and hold a certain amount of power in the alliance, then the younger brother only needs to show his status as a prince and raise his arms, and it is not impossible to reunify the empire that has been divided for more than ten years.

After all, Cynthia firmly believes that the scepter that her father left in the palace that no one has been able to pull up for more than ten years will definitely be able to pull it up, plus the crown that has been worn on his head since he was a child, then no one can shake his brother's position as the rightful heir to the empire, and he will definitely ascend to the top and sit on the iron throne, and then become the new emperor.

This is the life path that Cynthia has arranged for her brother a long time ago.

And there are so many beautiful women in the academy, just the appearance of my younger brother, who has brought disaster to the country and the people, are you afraid that you won't be able to deceive the girls?

As long as one of them genuinely likes him, then there is hope that the curse of the younger brother will be lifted.

In addition to his father, who had already turned into a dragon, the younger brother would even be able to retrieve his mother from the church at that time, and then everything she had taken from his brother would be returned to him.

Of course, if in the end, his younger brother still feels that it is not enough, and insists on taking revenge on himself, then it will be fine.

The countless forbidden knowledge collected over the centuries during the Imperial period was sealed in the deepest part of the Academy's great library, and with that, it was not impossible for his younger brother to become stronger enough to take revenge on her step by step.

In short, no matter what, the younger brother must have grown into an excellent big man by then, and then her sister's obligations and atonement will be completed.

So, she had everything ready, just put it in the academy, as long as her brother nodded his head, then everything was at her fingertips, and now this bastard actually told her that he refused.

Do you know what you just rejected this stupid brother?

At this moment, Cynthia's face turned cold, if this dog brother didn't give her a reasonable explanation today, then he would have to recall what his sister's majesty was.

"Why? You don't want revenge? ”

She suppressed her anger and asked.

"I don't want to, I don't want to do it at all, in fact, sister, you just misunderstood, I never wanted to take revenge on you."

Merlin shook his head and said without hesitation.

It's not that he thinks his sister is too powerful, so he coaxed anything, but simply because the original owner never thought about it that way.

"Although you may not believe it when you say it, sister, but in fact, I really haven't resent you, sister, because since I can remember, my only relative is you, sister."

He sorted out his words a little, and then confessed to Cynthia what the original owner thought, which was embarrassing for the original owner to say, so now he can only do it for him.

"Although I later learned that sister, you are actually the enemy who caused my family to ruin the country, but at that time, I was surprised, shocked, incredulous, confused, and didn't know how to face my sister, I've had these emotions, but I haven't resented you much."

"After all, I don't have any impression of my parents and the country or anything, and naturally I don't have any feelings, so naturally I won't have much anger and hatred and other emotions, I listen more to the story, although it sounds a little too unfilial, but this is really my idea." (Author: Ah, the great filial son Xi Jiayi)

"Moreover, sister, you are just taking revenge on your father who abandoned you and your mother, even the great Lord of the Torch has said that only revenge is absolutely sacred, so naturally there is nothing to blame, and being chosen as a prop for revenge by sister, this can only be said to be too unfortunate for me."

Speaking of this, Merlin himself was confused.

Mom, where did this original owner come from, what kind of immortal ideological realm is this, doesn't it help you to this extent?

Speaking of which, when he was taken away, he was also able to thank himself with a smile in the end, which was simply a spiritual awareness.

Anyway, Merlin asked himself if it was impossible for him to have the ideological realm of the original owner in this life.

While amazed, he continued to relay the thoughts of the predecessor.

"In addition, in fact, I want to find my parents more than to take revenge like my sister, and ask them why they gave up on me."

"Father, he is a brave man who slays dragons, but why is the brave man not even afraid of dragons, but he is defeated in the opinion of distinguishing people, and even entrusts me to my sister to take care of an enemy like you, and turns into a dragon and leaves, didn't he think about the possibility of strangling me to death if my sister you backhanded?"

"And my princess mother, who hid in the monastery by herself, and buried her head in the sand like an ostrich, and stopped asking about the world, what about me?"

"Just because I became a monster because of the curse, was they just given up?"

Merlin's voice grew resentful, and he gritted his teeth as he spat out the question.

Even if the original owner is simply a moral saint's ideological realm, there is something that he can't see through after all, this is the only dark side of his life, and this kind of dissatisfaction and resentment is so strong that even after his soul has passed away, the residual emotions in his body still affect Merlin, a traverser.

Merlin calmed down the affected emotions a little, and then looked directly at Cynthia and said seriously.

"So, sister, I really didn't want revenge or anything, and it's good to stay in the castle like this for the rest of my life."

"Anyway, I am already a dead person in the eyes of the outside world, why should a dead person crawl out to make a big news?"

Listening to her brother's confession, Cynthia was a little moved, she looked at Merlin in disbelief, this witch who was shrouded in negative emotions for most of her life really couldn't understand what was going on with her brother's saint-like thoughts.

But there is one thing she can see, that is, her brother's words are sincere, and he really has no resentment against himself.

Such a fact made Miss Witch feel a little complicated for a while.

Cynthia recalls that day.

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After the revenge, the witch looked proudly at the entire empire in chaos, but then what came to her heart was a burst of sadness,

What if you get revenge? Is it something to celebrate that his biological father has lost control and turned into a magic dragon? And what did she get out of it?

The thrill of revenge, which is a bit at first, is fleeting, followed by even more intense sorrow.

My mother is dead, my father is crazy now, and she is now a complete person.

There is no one who cares about her for a long time, and now there is no one she cares about, what is the point of such a life?

The sad witch pondered the meaning of life in the chaotic castle until a baby's cry woke her up.

Some of the servants who had fled in the confusion had knocked over the little prince's cradle, and His Majesty was now lying on the cold ground wailing.

It's ironic.

Obviously, a few minutes ago, he was the protagonist of today, and countless people came to the castle one after another to offer him blessings, but now the protagonist's cry did not attract anyone's attention.

In the confusion, when the little prince was about to be trampled to death by a blind servant, the witch waved the servant to ashes, and she stepped forward and crouched down in front of the little prince, looking at the crazy little fellow who had made him hate and jealous.

"It's you little guy who snatched the father's love that should have belonged to me, even the heartless father thought before he fell into madness was to ask me to take care of him, this father-son relationship is really touching."

The witch said these things to the baby nervously.

The young baby naturally didn't understand this, he just stopped crying suddenly, and even smiled happily at the witch.

The little prince stretched out two fat little hands, as if to let the witch hug him again.

"Heh, what a little beast who doesn't understand human nature, he can still laugh and beg for the enemy's hug when he loses everything."

The witch looked disgusted.

But who made her agree to her father's last request? You can't watch this little thing being trampled to death here.

Eventually, she reached out and took the little body in her arms, and the witch poked her ugly, fat face with her sharp nails with malicious intent.

However, the little guy didn't cry or make a fuss at all, only laughing heartlessly in her arms.

On the contrary, with the witch herself, with physical contact, a sense of closeness connected by blood made her extremely uncomfortable.

This is obviously just a little bastard, and he should be choked to death now, but why does this little thing feel so fun?

"Forget it, let's just think of it as a recreational pet."

The witch comforted herself like this, and then looked awkwardly at the heartless little guy who had fallen asleep in her arms.

The magic burst out, and the long bewitching nails on her hands automatically disconnected, and the witch dodged the sharp sword that stabbed from behind while continuing to poke and poke in the dissatisfied murmur of the sleeping baby.

"Let go of Your Highness."

After hearing the bad news, the guard girl who hurried from home raised the long sword in her hand and shouted at the witch with murderous intent.

It was the youngest Juggernaut in the Empire, Violith. Caroline, a guy who even a witch feels a little tricky.

The cold, piercing killing intent woke up the already sleeping prince, and he opened his mouth to cry.

The little master's cry made the guard girl on the opposite side unable to maintain her murderous aura any longer, and she was embarrassed and didn't know if she should continue to draw her sword.

"Hehe, look, your master doesn't like you at all."

Looking at the embarrassed guard girl, the witch inexplicably felt a sense of superiority.

Well, this little thing isn't useless.

The witch thought this in her heart, and suddenly felt that the ugly little thing in her arms was much more pleasing to the eye.

"It's not impossible to return your little master to you, but what about the price?"

The witch looked at the guard girl in front of her and said with a smile.

"Anything."

The guard girl on the opposite side said without hesitation.

So, in the next moment, the witch's curse once again enveloped the castle, and the ancient castle disappeared into darkness, and the figure of the witch in the castle disappeared, leaving only the guard girl who had turned into a puppet carefully but extremely distressed to hold the prince who began to cry again as soon as she reached her arms.

"I'm not going to lose to that witch?"

The Sword Saint Maiden threw the sword aside in her hand and began to try to coax the child.

However, in the air, there was a faint smug laugh from the witch who seemed to be peeping at the place with magic, which made the sword saint girl's anger skyrocket, and then the little prince cried even more.

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