"A lot of people think my eyes are like my father's, but you know what?

I hated that, my father hated this, my big brother hated this.

Except for Bruce who envied it, those ignorant girls who loved it, and almost everyone around me hated it.

Aren't you curious? Why did Horps and I come to the imperial capital this time without a single retinue?

It's not because I don't want to bring it, it's that I don't have it at all, not one.

The valet who had been with me for eight years was brought in by my eldest brother who broke his leg because he said a fair word for me, and he was lying in bed for a whole day and dragged on for a whole day.

As for me, I couldn't do anything but give him some insignificant money, and could only watch him become a cripple for the rest of his life.

How can I tell you that the playboy in your eyes is just a wretched worm, and that even Phelps is better than me, at least his father loves him.

This time I came to the imperial capital to prove to my father that I was his best son, and let my mother sit at the table in that family and eat openly.

Instead of hiding in his own room, save every gold card so that his son will not be disgraced in front of his friends. ”

Randall's words were like a dull thunderclap that struck Philip's heart, his roar was so angry, his bloody face was so strange.

Philip gritted his teeth and asked, "Even if you don't trust me, why don't you find Chuck?"

Randall sneered, "Chuck, do you think he's having a good time?"

The reason why I was able to represent Hunter in this competition is that he has helped me countless times behind the scenes.

If he hadn't resisted the pressure and fought for me in front of Wesley, Bolton in the fourth grade and Xia Zuo in the third year would have been able to take my place long ago.

My father even hinted to me countless times that he would arrange a future for me and let me quit voluntarily.

Do you hear that? He's making a deal with his son, ridiculous, isn't it ridiculous?

Do you know what position he gave me?

Do you know how he laughed at me when he heard about our lace news?

You won't want to know, because neither you, nor Wesley, nor Horps, can imagine it.

Hahahaha, what a good father. ”

Philip was speechless, there were many words in his chest, but he didn't know what to say.

Finally, he forced himself to ask, "Why did you come to me on your own initiative, you know that I haven't found out who it really is." ”

Randall smiled bitterly: "Yes, you really didn't find out, it's because you don't want to take the initiative to investigate, you're waiting for me to take the initiative to come forward."

Every day you'll sit alone in your room for an hour after watching those images.

Not only do I know, they all know what you are waiting for.

And, I can't stand it anymore.

In your eyes, I must be very vicious, betraying my teammates, framing my friends, treacherous, femme fatale.

But I was scared, I never thought things would come to this point.

We're teammates, we're friends, I'm not that bad, I didn't want to hurt anyone, and I'm guilty.

I wake up from nightmares every night, and every time I see your suspicious look, I want to kill myself.

I'm not here today to repent, or to ask for your forgiveness, but I just want to tell you that they are all good companions to you, and don't speculate anymore. ”

After saying that, Randall stretched out a kick suddenly, kicked the coffee table in front of him away, and took advantage of Philip's gap to resist, took out a dagger and stabbed it into his eyes.

Philip didn't expect him to be so strong, and it seemed that the endless self-blame and guilt had driven the sensitive and fragile teenager crazy.

He woke up the moment Randall kicked his legs, ignoring the flying coffee table, but reached out and grabbed his arm.

Unfortunately, since the dagger wasn't aimed at him, the prediction was not activated, and Philip was only able to stop him from self-harming under the effect of madness.

The coffee table smashed into several pieces on his body, slowing down a little, barely grabbing his arm and flipping outward.

But with such a little slowness, the dagger slashed across Randall's left face, cutting a palm-wide bloody wound from the left cheek to the center of his eyebrows.

Bright red snow water flowed from the wound, instantly staining his clothes, and Randall's left eye was a blur of flesh and blood, and it was impossible to tell if it had hurt the eyeball.

With a loud noise in the room, Paul kicked open the door and broke in.

Before he could do anything, Philip shouted, "Quickly call on the medical priest, be proficient in ophthalmology and trauma." ”

Paul hesitated, finally saw the scene, and turned to leave.

By this time, Randall had already passed out with Philip slashed on the neck, at least not to struggle violently and cause more injuries.

Several other teenagers, even Catherine and others, rushed over when they heard the news, and they all exclaimed in surprise when they saw the bloody scene in front of them.

Still Wesley was sane, and quickly calmed down, helped Philip hold Randall, put him on the bed, and pressed a few more times in several positions to reduce the speed of blood flow.

Philip came to Catherine and Yun'er, gave them a brief introduction, and sent them back to their room.

The rest of the time belongs to the Green Tree and Vine Brothers.

Until the medical priest arrived, the brothers did not speak, but silently stared at the pale face of the young man on the bed.

All the waiters and maids were driven outside and the order was given to seal their mouths.

After examination and treatment, Randall was able to save his eye, but his vision in his left eye could not be completely unaffected.

In addition, from now on, that handsome face will always be left with a scarlet scar.

This is what Randall insists on when he wakes up, and he wants to leave a striking mark on himself, so that every time he looks in the mirror, he will clearly remember what happened.

Under the influence of the drug, Randall soon fell asleep again, and the brothers came to Wesley's room, closed the door, and sat in a circle.

Philip goes into detail about everything, including Randall's family situation, and only conceals his use of Phelps.

As for whether Phelps can figure it out on his own, that's not Philip's concern.

Everyone was sad and embarrassed by Randall's misfortune, and Chuck, who knew a little about the inside story, clenched his fists tightly, and his face was blue.

The brothers talked a lot, for a long time, until the sun was setting and the lights were on, and then they walked out of the room with each other's shoulders on their hands.

In the end, only the people of the Brotherhood knew about it, and everyone worked together to keep Randall a secret so that he could keep his last glory alive.

No one thought he should be kicked out of the Brotherhood, not even the figured out Horps.

Philip will not continue to retaliate, and the follow-up of the Randall incident will be handled by Chuck alone, with Philip and Wesley on the side.

The next evening, the members of the Brotherhood, led by Tyron, boarded the train back to Gokan City, while Philip had to stay in the imperial capital for a while because of the case.

Before getting on the train, Philip and each of his brothers hugged him fiercely, even Randall, who wore a large gauze on his face.

I don't know what Chuck said to him, but Randall was much calmer and silent at this time.

On the face of this sunny teenager, there is no longer such a bright smile.

Even after getting on the train, he just went back to his carriage and refused to come out again.

Alas, Philip sighed, facing the red glow of the sky, he waved his hand, looking at the train in the distance, and his heart was lonely.

The brothers are gone, returning to meet their own moment of glory, while he remains in the imperial capital and continues to fight.

In one of the reception rooms of the Imperial Temple, Philip and White sat in the guest seats, and John Rogers, the leader of the Templar Knights who had seen him in a hurry in the Inquisition, sat opposite the two of them.

At this time, wearing civilian clothes and not wearing a helmet, Philip found out that he was a bald man, which made him feel that he had seen a lot of bald heads recently.

With a shiny head, huge eyes like brass bells, thick eyebrows and a broad nose, this is the exact impression that John gave Philip.

This is a rugged man, from appearance to figure, from personality to work style.

I saw him pick up a huge metal wine glass, take a sip, wipe his beard, and speak: "The two girls you are talking about, Ace and Laylei, have been found dead in the woods in the suburbs.

The corpse was already stinking and rotting, and should have been extinguished long ago, even before the night of Philip's accident. ”

Philip hurriedly said, "Just call me Philip." ”

John grinned, but the smile was not kind, but looked a little scary.

It's hard for Philip to imagine how Leonardo, who is as amazing as a demon, could become good friends with him, could it be that the two of them are playing one attack and one attack behind their backs?

Philip, who had consciously guessed some kind of truth, cheered up and continued to communicate with John.

There's no way, in the past two days, Yun'er's little Nizi didn't know if she had taken the wrong medicine, not only did she not get angry, but she also became obsessed.

Every day I would hold his hand and sit on the roof and talk until midnight, until Philip felt that his eyelids couldn't be opened, and he didn't know what to talk about, and she was still in good spirits.

Since the departure of the brothers, Philip and Catherine have moved out of the hotel.

When choosing a specific place to stay, a fierce conflict broke out between Aunt Lily and maternal grandfather Byrne, with one of them holding Philip's arm and refusing to let go.

In the end, Catherine mediated the victory, but Philip had to go to his aunt's house every three days in exchange for a meal.

Philip also has a keen interest in what his mother's home was like, after all, he was born here.

It's just that at that time he was just a sick child in swaddling clothes, and he was in a mess all day long.

Especially outside the wall where Matthew is said to have climbed the stairs in the middle of the night, he looked at it for a long time before he was woken up by Catherine's slap.