Soon, Grant's face changed.

Benjamin...... He's in constant contact with you?"

"No, this is the first letter he's sent back in so long. Claude hurriedly explained, "He wrote this letter to you, but it may not be possible to get it to you, so let me pass it on to ......."

Grant interrupted Claude with a sudden wave of his hand.

"Do you know what he's done abroad?"

Hearing this, Claude looked at Grant's suddenly excited expression and fell silent. After a moment, he answered the question silently with a nod.

Realizing his gaffe, Grant took a deep breath and tried to remain calm, but there was still a resentment in his voice: "He hid it from all of us, became a mage, and burned this secret at the stake...... He's right to run away, but has he ever thought about what we're going to do?"

Claude looked up: "He was burned at the stake instead of you." ”

"I didn't let him go up!" Grant's voice suddenly became louder as if poking in pain, "I'd rather be burned at the stake than feel like I owe him." ”

When Claude heard this, he finally couldn't help but slap the table, and the etiquette of facing the Pope was all put aside, and he returned to the stern father he had been.

"I didn't say you owe him, but...... He's always been your brother!"

"So what? So I'm going to do what Thaksin says, how many years of doctrine have been abolished, and show everyone that in fact the Dharma can live in peace with other people?"

"You ......"

Claude was so angry that he slapped the table again, speechless.

Grant's face was as cold as a block of ice.

He felt that he had become a pope and that he should not reveal his true emotions because of such a thing, but he couldn't. Once confronted by Claude, he becomes perverse and irritable, blowing up at the slightest bit. Irritability and resentment poured out like a dug spring, and it was impossible to control it.

He just didn't understand......

"Why do you always have to talk to him?" said Grant, holding back his emotions.

"I never have!" Claude let out a cold snort and put his hands behind his back, "I've always had the same attitude towards the two of you! He didn't behave well in the past, so I'm going to discipline him strictly. I've never favored one over the other!"

Grant shook his head and sneered.

"But for the sake of the man who betrayed his family to learn magic, you destroyed the whole family. His eyes stared at Claude, "You haven't said a word to me since the day he left." What do you think...... You feel like it's all my fault. ”

"I didn't say it was your fault!" Claude almost roared, "It's your mother's mistake, and I've never scolded you for it!"

"No...... You didn't say it, but I could feel it. Grant also suppressed his anger, and his whole body was trembling slightly, "When I was released from the closed house of the church, I finally returned home, but the way you looked at me was ...... That's the case. ”

He will never forget the look in Claude's eyes at that time.

Doubt, blame, anger...... But more than that, there was an incomparably deep disappointment, as if at that moment, Claude did not want such a son.

He Grant was locked up in a secret room and went on hunger strike for four days, and returned home exhausted, unable to speak in the face of that look.

Claude was still furious and said, "I look at you that way because you used your own brother and used him to cover up your own dirty crimes!

"I didn't mean to!" Grant couldn't help himself, "my mother knocked me unconscious and sent me to church and locked up!"

"If you really don't know, why didn't you feel guilty at all when you came back?" Claude pointed to his nose and shouted, "After four days of imprisonment, you feel very wronged? You can't even endure this little hardship, where have you thrown my usual teachings? If it weren't for your brother secretly learning magic, he would have died at the stake in your place! And you? You are like a nobody, learning your magic and becoming your pope...... That's your own brother, do you still have your family in your heart?"

"Why didn't I have it?" Grant yelled incoherently, "I was ...... I came back to save you! There is a mage in the family, and His Majesty the Pope will burn you all at the stake, if ...... If I hadn't listened to them, if I had continued to fight, the Reeser family would have ceased to exist a long time ago!"

"You ......"

"I'm the one who gives the most, why can't you see it?" Grant interrupted and continued to yell, his eyes full of resentment, "Benjamin walked away selfishly, leaving all the mess to me. I've given up my dignity to clean up, and you still think I'm fake...... Those priests threaten me with your lives, can I not give in?"

Claude froze in place, the anger in his eyes finally beginning to subside.

"You...... Why was it never said?"

"Because you have never given anyone a chance to speak, this family will always have to run according to your ideas, and there can be no resistance. Grant shook his head, took a few steps back, a sarcastic sneer on his face, and continued, "Come on, I know what you're really disappointed about, you don't have to hide it." ”

Speaking of which, for some reason, his hands suddenly began to tremble.

Claude's face also changed.

"W-What ......?"

"What are you pretending? You know what I'm going to say. If you don't ask that question, and I don't ask it, you can plug your ears and act as if it didn't happen, but did it really happen?"

"What do you say? I ......"

Grant interrupted him irritably, yelling in his loudest voice, "I slept with a man!

Suddenly, Claude slapped the table angrily, and the loud noise shook Grant all at once.

"Shut up!"

"I ......"

Like a childhood shadow reappearing in his mind, Grant subconsciously took a few steps back, maintaining a childlike trepidation for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and realizing that he didn't need to be afraid anymore.

Claude picked up a book casually, slapped it on Grant's face, and scolded viciously, "You...... Are you still not my son? You are fucking pope! Are you worthy of the glory that our ancestors laid for the kingdom by saying such things?"

Suddenly, Grant's entire face darkened.

“...... What did I say?"

"You say...... You said that dirtiest word!"

When Grant heard this, he suddenly let out a few chuckles, his wide eyes were slightly red, and he could even see the bloodshot inside.

At that moment, his whole being began to become aggressive: "What? Is it so scary? It's just a word, you say it, it won't dirty your mouth." You say...... You say...... You mean!"

"I'm not like you, and I have at least a sense of shame. Claude pointed to his nose and scolded, "Take that sentence back, and never say it again, I can treat you as if I didn't hear it, and I can think of you as the son of the Rieser family, otherwise...... Otherwise......"

Grant suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Claude by the throat, and pushed him to the wall of the study with a force.

"Otherwise, what? Are you going to kick me out of the house? Are you going to deny me as a son......

Suddenly, Claude blushed, and his majestic appearance disappeared. He was pushed against the wall by Grant's throat and suddenly fell into a state of breathlessness.

"Loosen, loosen...... I...... Wheezing, wheezing, ......"

He struggled desperately, kicking his legs around, trying to break Grant's hand around his neck. But...... But he was already old, and the youngest son, who always looked up at him in his memory, was already taller than him if he was not paying attention.

He was stunned.

Feeling the great pain coming from his throat, it didn't take long for Claude's vision to blur. He couldn't concentrate on what he was thinking, and he couldn't see his son clearly, and the only thing he could see was a pair of red eyes.

Those eyes, as if crying.

"You name it...... Say that word...... You say...... Why don't you say it yet......"

The staccato sound reached his ears, and soon, he was completely inaudible.