As Greisa listened to Dilbak's relays from the communication stone, veins erupted on her forehead, and there were even some bloodshots in her golden eyes.

Everyone has an untouchable bottom line.

The same is true of families that are made up of everyone.

Even, such a bottom line will be more stringent.

Because......

The rest of the family was watching.

This is even more true of the Golden Lion family.

And the 'witch' Kleber's 'prophecy' to the Golden Lion family is the bottom line of this family - turning 'curse' into 'prophecy' is undoubtedly an act of covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

But it does not mean that this kind of behavior can be trampled on.

But when it comes to things, it's hard to be inward-looking.

The youngest son, Bisterry, has made some achievements in military affairs, and has trained a fairly good cavalry in the last year.

For the eldest son of the old lion, Barrow. Hamlet not only touched the bottom line of the family's 'unable to give birth to a king', but also touched his personal bottom line.

Do such people dare to use the family's 'prophecy' as a springboard to support that impostor?

Can't!

Not for outsiders.

Not even more so in the family!

"Uncle Barrow, you're really looking for death!"

Dieudone is the second son of the old lion and has always helped his father with his housekeeping.

From the first day she started helping the old lion take care of the inner bay, Greisa had already made the title of Grand Duke and the whole inner bay her own.

Of course the eldest son of the old lion knew.

Grumpy and doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

Now there are people who want to get their hands on these things that originally belonged to them, and they also want to use the family's 'prophecy'.

Since I didn't dare, there was such a situation again......

Ambitious, but not scheming.

Suddenly, the eldest son of the old lion thought of his two younger brothers.

Dieudonnay. Hamlet.

Immediately, the eldest son of the old lion was to give the order.

The answer appeared in the heart of the eldest son of the old lion.

Pietree. Hamlet.

Gresa muttered to herself.

In Gresa's opinion, it is really looking for death.

But when the words came to his lips, the eldest son of the old lion frowned and quickly calmed down.

For his two younger brothers, Greisa never took it seriously.

Dieudonnay, a guy who only pleases his father with things like building a 'lion palace', is not worth caring about.

As for Bistry?

Although he is proficient in military affairs, he likes to stay with civilians, and he is not worth caring about.

That was before, though.

Right now?

Gresa, the eldest son of the old lion, began to re-examine his two younger brothers.

Because apart from Uncle Barrow, the only ones who could do such a thing could be his two younger brothers.

"Who could it be?

It can't be that the two of you are dissatisfied with my brother and join forces, right?

If that's the case......

That's great! ”

Gresa muttered softly to herself.

The original anger had long since disappeared from the face of the eldest son of the old lion.

All that's left is to smile.

Although it is impossible for the two younger brothers to threaten his status as the first in line to the throne, if both brothers die, Graisa is happy to see them.

There was no chance before.

Now the opportunity is in front of you.

Of course Gresa is going to fight for it.

After all, he didn't want to become like his father, who had no choice but to slap the table to show his authority when faced with a chattering Uncle Barrow.

That's just so incompetent!

What's more, he also has two younger brothers.

At the thought of his two younger brothers becoming Uncle Barrow, the eldest son of the old lion immediately hoped that the two younger brothers would die immediately.

However, he can't make a move.

If he makes a move, his father will definitely find out.

That would cause unnecessary trouble.

For the 'family', the old lion has his own philosophy, some responsibilities, and some incomprehensible places, but in general, if he kills his relatives, he will definitely be regarded as an enemy by the old lion.

So......

Gressa's gaze turned to the teleportation stone again—

'Do everything possible to protect Arthur. ’

Graissa gave orders to Diarback in his own father's voice.

After finishing speaking, the eldest son of the old lion once again had a cold smile on his face.

"Since you want to play, then I'll have a good time with you!"

The eldest son of the old lion muttered to himself.

Then, the eldest son of the old lion took out a brand new communication stone from the drawer on the right-hand side—

'Characterize Fask's death as the work of insiders. ’

After saying that, the eldest son of the old lion crushed the communication stone with his hand.

Fask, one of his father's 'seven blond advisors' who was in charge of Nanlos matters, was assassinated in his office some time ago, and the secret guards and secret police have not found the killer until now.

Many people began to suspect that insiders did it.

Since he had such suspicions, he let them become insiders.

After all, it's just a good-sounding consultant.

Don't worry!

There is no need to mourn!

The dead are not worth his tears.

What he hopes more now is to use the other party's death to make waves within the family.

As for Arthur. Credos?

It was worth caring about before, but now?

Don't worry about it at all.

The other party is just a chess piece.

For such chess pieces, he also has a lot of them in his hands.

Therefore, the eldest son of the old lion knew very well how to deal with such a pawn.

As long as he is the real winner, then this piece should know how to do it.

"Hmph, the final victory must be mine!"

Greisa snorted coldly and announced.

……

And somewhere in the far West Sea, Drake. Credos' eyes widened as he looked at the information in his hand.

"The child of doom born in secret, the favored man of death, the contemporary 'black cat', the 'master of the cat faction', the champion of the Southern Los Sword Fighting Competition, the male owner of Caesar's Manor, and the 'psychic medium' Arthur. Credos ......"

Unconsciously, the pirate general of the Western Sea read out a series of names on the intelligence.

Then, doubts appeared on the pirate general's face.

Are you sure this is my showy, low-power, Muggle nephew?

Impossible, right?

Well?!

The pirate general, who was complaining again and again, obviously thought of something, and was suddenly stunned.

'No, it won't! No way!

Uncle and you are heart-to-heart, you and uncle play with their brains!

When did you realize something was wrong and start acting?

Is it after Winters disappeared?

Or was it earlier? ’

The pirate general thought in his heart, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, and finally-

"Hahahaha!

Worthy of my nephew!

When the old man saw it, he probably dropped his jaw in shock, right?

Your sons and daughters, you can act.

The grandson is even more blue than blue! ”

Laughing, the pirate general shouted at his men on the side—

"Get those two fools out of the water dungeon, and ask me again about what happened to Arthur.

And then......

Let's have a banquet!

Let go of eating and drinking, Lao Tzu is happy today. ”

As he spoke, the pirate general pulled out a bottle of rum out of thin air and gulped it down.

It seems that I can't help but be happy to the extreme.

At least, that's what most people think of it.

Only a few henchmen were able to see the hidden gestures of their boss-

Go to the inner bay.

(End of chapter)