The Queen Mother is definitely not a person who is exploited by others.

Siro knew this very well. But behind this clarity, there was a too cruel fact. He stood there, watching Casdaron II complaining, and suddenly began to envy this man he had looked down upon before. Living in his imagination with such a simple and stupidity may be much easier than facing reality.

"What are you here for?" Casdaron II finally recalled the question.

Siro came back to his senses and smiled at him with a rare smile, "Come and see you."

"What?" Casdaron II looked at him alertly. In his perception, men were much more terrifying than women. His disgust towards Siro came from the blood of the three major families flowing on him, and on the other hand, he was a man who was qualified to inherit the throne like himself. Therefore, he tolerated Empress Samantha's various behaviors, but could not tolerate Siro's confrontation, because it made him feel that the throne was threatened.

Siro lowered his eyelids. No matter what the truth is, they could never return to the father-son relationship. The cracks over the years have spread into gaps, which are insurmountable between them. Even if he let go of his knot, they cannot let go of their suspicion. He said calmly: "It's been very chaotic outside recently, so you have to take good care of it."

Casdaron II narrowed his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Siro looked at his defensive look and turned around speechlessly.

"Stop!" Casdaron II rushed over, trying to grab his hand, but then shrank back with concern, and said coldly, "I am your father, the master of the empire! I hope you remember this firmly and don't do anything that makes you regret!"

Siro stopped, turned his head and asked, "Who is the enemy you want to get by the most except for the three major families?"

Casdaron II said: "What?"

Siro asked self-deprecatingly: "Is it me?"

Casdaron II frowned and said, "What are you talking about?" His words were filled with a little guilt.

Siro grabbed the door handle with his hand and whispered, "Whether provoking or lies, you'd better listen to them as the truth. Don't believe the queen, don't believe Mrs. Rachel, protect yourself." He said, turned the door handle and walked out.

Casdaron II stood behind him, his cheeks flushed like pearls under the influence of alcohol, and his eyes were struggling in confusion and sobriety, as if he wanted to find a clue.

"His Majesty."

A gentle voice sounded from his right side.

Casdaron II turned his head and saw Mrs. Rachel standing there with a smile, her light brown hair completely lowered, fluffy as clouds. She looked at him with such concentration, as if he was the only man in the world. His confused mood suddenly eased, and Siro's words were thrown behind him, "Is Hall okay?"

A faint sadness appeared between Mrs. Rachel's eyebrows, "He is in a bad mood."

Casdaron II hummed dissatisfiedly: "It's useless, if you encounter some small setbacks, you hide in your mother's arms and cry. Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you should lock him in a dark room and let him cry enough, instead of staying with him all night like you would with an unweaned child."

Mrs. Rachel gently held his arm and replied softly: "Okay."

Casdaron II felt a little relieved. No matter why Siro came today, at least he did not upset as usual.

Mrs. Rachel followed him into the house and closed the door with her backhand.

Casdaron II walked to the sofa, bent down and picked up the bottle, poured the wine glass full of wine, and muttered: "The last glass to welcome the freshman."

A light suddenly passed through the direction of the door and penetrated into his body.

Casdaron II felt his heart tightening, as if he was grabbed by an invisible hand, and he slowly squeezed it. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout something, but he could only make a giggle.

He turned his head hard, trying to find a familiar figure, but his vision became blurry. His back was suddenly pressed tightly, and his arms gently wrapped around him, supporting his slowly sliding body. Mrs. Rachel's pleasant voice like a silver bell coaxed in his ear: "It will pass soon. Soon."

Casdaron II suddenly grabbed her arm, his flushed face tilted upwards, his eyes pressing against his eyelids almost burst out of his eye sockets. He opened his mouth wide, his lips trembling constantly, and his tongue squirmed, trying desperately to say something.

Mrs. Rachel's heart softened slightly and she pressed her ear over, "What do you want to say."

"Sa...Sa, Saman..." Every word was extremely difficult to speak.

Mrs. Rachel looked at the empty wine bottles on the table and showed pity. She hesitated and whispered: "I will tell her that you love her."

Casdaron II's eyes slowly turned white, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, and the hand holding her arm drooped weakly.

Mrs. Rachel hugged him and kissed him gently on the forehead, "But I won't tell you that she is the one who wants to kill you."

The sky suddenly became gloomy.

Siro looked back at the palace covered with dark clouds and got on the carriage without looking back.

Vinson sat in the carriage, crossed his legs and said, "Don't you rely on his power?" Even though he was suppressed by the parliament, Casdaron II was the emperor after all. As long as Siro came forward, he would soon be able to escape from the unfavorable situation in the group.

Siro said: "He is a good enemy, but he is definitely not a likable comrade."

Vinson said: "What are you going to do now?"

Siro closed his eyes and thought, "Go back to the college."

Vinson raised his eyebrows.

"Send Soso away first."

The carriage turned and galloped towards the Royal Academy of Magic.

On the other side of the street, dozens of horses were running wildly.

The leader was Barnett, the confidant of Casdaron II, the Royal Knights Academy.

Hall followed him tightly, and the once fitted knight outfit was wide and wide on him. The long sword hanging around his waist seemed to pull him off from his horse at any time.

Behind Barnett are students of the Royal Knights Academy. Before coming, Barnett had already thought of an excuse, exercise, a royal exercise. He believed that this excuse would definitely be acquiesced by Casdaron II afterwards. This was the only way he could come up with. Since the parliament handed over the Varrell guards to the queen, he was blocked outside the palace gate. This was something he could not bear.

At present, the crown prince is missing, the emperor is under house arrest, the imperial capital is martial law, and the entire empire is controlled by a woman from the Trozzo family, which is absolutely unbearable!

"Your Highness." Barnett slowed down his horse slightly when approaching the palace. "Your Highness, there may be a bloody battle at that time. You must hide behind me and protect yourself."

Hall was full of thoughts, and it was not until he said it for the second time that he realized it and nodded absent-mindedly.

Barnet sighed.

"Academician!" The instructor of the Knights Academy who was sent out to investigate suddenly lie on his horse's back and rushed back. "The palace has been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and many palace magicians are at the door."

Barnett's face changed, "Court magician?!"

Could it be that Empress Samantha is really preparing to imprison the emperor for life and go to war with him head-on?

The numerous crises hidden in the imperial capital have made the Royal Academy of Magic also gloomy.

When Siro returned to the villa, he saw Olivia walking downstairs.

"Aunt Olivia." His heart sank. In his relationship with Queen Samanta, he has always placed Olivia second only to himself. If he removes himself, Olivia is undoubtedly the closest person to Queen Samanta.

He thought that he might still be sleeping, and his heart tightened in an instant.

"You are back from the palace." She walked down, worried.

"Yes." Siro took two cautious steps back.

Keane suddenly appeared at the entrance of the stairs, between Olivia and Siro.

"Kean?" Olivia stopped and her brows frowned slightly.

Keane stared at her with his eyes tightly, putting his hands on the hilt of the sword, and posing in a defensive posture.

Gallon flashed and blocked Siro's face.

The battle seemed to be about to break out.

"What are you doing?" Vinson appeared at the door with a smile, his eyes wandering around Olivia and Siro, "Wait for me?"

Siro's back felt chilling.

Because he found that among everyone present, he could not tell the difference between us.

Gallon was sent to him by the Queen Mother, Keane was Mrs. Rachel's man, Olivia was the Queen Mother's best friend, and Vinson... he was pursuing Olivia.

"What are you doing?" Different people asked the same question and had different effects. Soso walked downstairs in the college uniform, paused behind Olivia, and said softly: "Please, the college director."

Olivia glanced at Keane.

Keane's hand slowly released the hilt of the sword and took several steps back.

Olivia walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Sosuo followed her and was pulled by Siro. Sosuo looked at him in surprise because he found that he was holding his hand and trembling slightly.

"What are your plans?" Olivia asked with her back against the sofa and turned her back to Siro.

Siro asked back, "What about the mother's plan?"

Olivia's lips moved. On the way she came, she really had the impulse to tell the matter out in full, but when she really came here, she felt that she couldn't say it. That, after all, was his mother, her best friend.

"She... may have her own plans." She said slowly.

Xi Luo's pupils shrank.

Olivia tapped her fingers impatiently on the sofa, then stood up and turned to look at him, "What is your goal? Defeat Casdaron II, or..."

Siro said calmly: "Empire."

It is not the throne, but the empire, the entire empire.

Various emotions flashed in Olivia's eyes, and finally settled in the light brown pupils with light golden glow, "I will protect you." Samantha had her choice, and she had it too.

Xi Luo was slightly moved.

Olivia said: "The Royal Academy of Magic was founded by the Casdaron family and will always be loyal to the Royal family."

"Did you... already know something?" Siro asked tentatively.

Olivia is silent.
Chapter completed!