Chapter 373 See through

In fact, everyone knows - Essin knew - two years ago when Byron was the Regent, when his mother-in-law was actually very old. Now, no one has investigated how old this old man is, but everyone knows that all the people of the same generation as his mother-in-law have died. Even Prime Minister Ailin or an old minister like Scadra are actually much younger than this mother-in-law.

Perhaps it is because of the qualifications brought by this age that the mother-in-law's status is quite transcendent. Even when Byron was in the coup, he did not treat this old woman any more than that - because it was obvious that hostage or killing this harmless old woman was meaningless and would only lead to others' disgust and hatred. So Byron chose a very correct way: ignore her.

By the time Byron evacuated the Hawk City, he did not carry the old woman away - anyone could see that the old woman could no longer withstand the fatigue of the carriage.

In fact, even Essin and Cleo, the two men felt that their mother-in-law could only spend the rest of her life in the palace and should not appear here.

Although from another perspective, she should have appeared here. Because both the little girl and her brother were born and raised under the eyes of this old man. The relationship between her and them is more like elders and younger generations than monarchs and ministers. If anyone is suitable for mediating the conflict between brother and sister, then the mother-in-law is obviously the most suitable candidate.

"I just suddenly wanted to leave Eagle City and take a walk." The mother-in-law smiled and replied. She was really old, and even speaking was a kind of slowness that the elderly spoke uniquely.

"I've been here a long time ago..." The mother-in-law sighed and let go of the young man who was supporting her. It should be noted that the young man seemed to be just to support her. After the mother-in-law signaled to let go, he retreated to the side. "There are some changes here too." She looked around, although her face was full of wrinkles, her eyes were still clear.

Please, you came six or seventy years ago. If there is no change, there will be ghosts. Cleo is whispering in his stomach.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Essin didn't want to continue discussing this old woman.

"You guys stay here first." said the mother-in-law softly, pointing to the priest of the church, and then to Scardra. "I'll go in first and take a look."

This request didn't seem to matter. Essin glanced at Cleo - in this respect he had always believed in the wisdom of his friends - and nodded.

The mother-in-law walked in slowly. The group stood at the door. They vaguely heard the mother-in-law as if she was saying something, and another voice seemed to be a young woman (but not like the little queen). Then Ashu Rufate walked out of it and helped her out. But behind him, another person, a woman, yes, it was Rotia.

"Let them talk about the matter between brother and sister." The mother-in-law came to the door and said with a smile. After everything was done, she closed the door with her own hands.

Through the two doors inside and outside, no one could hear what was being said inside.

"Are we... going to stand here and wait?" asked suddenly.

"Of course not!" Clio immediately reacted. "Please come here."

In another room not far away, tables and chairs, some snacks, and a bottle of wine that can be called aged. In addition, there is a good window here - the window facing the city of Niustria is a good viewing platform.

Of course, several people at this time, including Scadra, had no intention of watching the scenery and were even less interested in enjoying the wine.

"Ashu Rufate," the mother-in-law was sitting next to Aeshu Rufate. It sounded strange. Although her mother-in-law was so old that her wrinkles could hold the mosquito legs, but in fact, when she looked at her, it would not make people feel annoying, but only made people feel friendly. It is easy for ordinary people to imagine that this old woman should also be a beautiful woman when she was young.

"Hmm?" Ashu Rufate was also a little absent-minded.

"You seem to have something to worry about." said the mother-in-law softly. "Is it about that little girl?"

"No." Asu Ruffatt replied. As he said this, he noticed that Rotia's eyes were coming, and it was a vicious one.

Although he tried his best to ignore or selectively forget, in fact, he also knew exactly what Rotia meant.

"What kind of worries do you have? Can you tell me, the old lady?" the mother-in-law continued to ask.

"This..." Ashu Rufate stammered for a moment and changed the topic. "Is it appropriate to let them talk alone?"

"Why is it not suitable? They are brothers and sisters associated with blood. In this world, except love, there is no power to compete with blood bonds." The mother-in-law smiled softly. "You seem... to be prejudiced against that child?"

What she said was of course Prince Boer.

"It's not prejudice...but...Mother-in-law, do you think he is more suitable to be king than Her Majesty the Queen?" Ashu Rufate asked back.

"It can be said that too." The mother-in-law replied with a smile.

Although what my mother-in-law said was actually what Eshu Rufate and Essin didn’t like to hear. But what was amazing was that when they heard the old woman say this, they did not feel dissatisfied. Perhaps it was the tranquility in her tone.

"At least we have to tell the actual situation. First of all... Our Prince has never done anything... amazing." This time, Cleo was speaking. "In comparison, Her Majesty the Queen calmed down the coup, formed the court, severely punished the unfaithful nobles, and finally defeated the Chaos Legion and regained the lost territory. These are very realistic achievements."

Of course, these things were not made by the little girl. But as people generally believe, the achievements of their subordinates are equivalent to the achievements of the monarch.

"In comparison, our prince is directly...losing the city he guards." Cleo tried to make his tone appear gentle, but the content of his words was sharp.

"...It's amazing to be able to bear it in the hands of the Chaos believers for ten years, but still maintain normalcy." The mother-in-law kept her gentle smile. "To be honest, the child has done a good job. Of course, both of them have done a good job."

"But there is only one throne, what should I do?" Cleo asked.

"Give it to the one that is more suitable." The mother-in-law replied.

"What method is used to decide who is more suitable? Is it longer than being imprisoned by the Chaos Believers?"

It must be said that although Cleo's tone was gentle, his words were very mean. But objectively speaking, among all the people, he was the only one who cared about the most. Because he knew that no matter who held the throne, the status of other people would not change much, only his hope was on the little girl. Prince Boer was still too hasty after all. He gave Essin a generous reward promise, but ignored Cleo around Essin. And the little queen...at least she knew Cleo

Ao made a lot of efforts in the process of Essin's elimination of the rebellious lords, and he had already made an intention (of course, Cleo found out from the side through various channels) to let him enter the court and serve as an advisor. As long as Essin could speak a few words for him, he was 99% sure to become an assistant to the Foreign Minister. Although this position is far from Essin, for ordinary officials, it is a dazzling position. And this is even just the beginning.

In this world, there is no shortage of Garunas, but King Markremiz.

"Of course they decide for themselves." The mother-in-law seemed to be unable to hear the sarcastic meaning of Cleo's words at all, and there was no change between her expression and tone.

"Oh?" Clio pulled his voice and expressed his disdain and sarcasm more clearly.

As Essin said, there are actually many people in this world who are not inferior to Garunas, but there is only one Mark Remiz. Many people end their lives in those stumbling and worthless positions, and they don’t even have plans to use their talents.

"Actually, for those two children, the throne... is not as you think, just honor and power." The mother-in-law sighed softly. "I still remember that time... that little girl worked hard to become a queen." When she spoke, she faced Ash Rufate. "It's not because she wanted this honor and power, it's not because she wanted to be high and look up at the crowd, but because she... was firmly bound by her sense of responsibility. Because of this, at that time, the little girl did a lot of stupid things..."

"For her," a trace of unobtrusive gloom flashed in her mother-in-law's eyes. "That's not the happiness she wants."

Clio wanted to speak, but Ashu Rufate stepped forward. "That's right," he looked into his mother-in-law's eyes, "I think so too."

"She is actually just an ordinary little girl, far from as great as others think." The mother-in-law continued. "What she wants is the kind of happiness and joy that ordinary little girls want. But since the tragedy that day, she was bound to the throne because of her blood and responsibility."

"In fact, a long time ago, when the wilderness sage Garunas and King Markremiz were determined to pacify this land, what they wanted was not the glory of victory and supreme royal power. What they wanted was to end the endless disputes on this land and to obtain peace and tranquility for all those who lived on this land."

"Ash Rufate." The mother-in-law looked into Ash Rufate's eyes. "Are you... going to leave?"

This time, let alone Cleo, Essin was shocked. The two couldn't help but exchanged glances with each other.

"Don't be surprised. As a person lives for a long time, he will naturally summarize some eyes that look at people." said the mother-in-law. "And, I see firmness in your eyes. I'm afraid you have made up your mind."
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