After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

"Stop messing around, both of you."

At Everett's command, Alvy dared not scare Vengas. He curled his lips and put down the paper and pen.

Looking at the situation, Vengas knew that Everey had taken action.

Wengas looked carefully at Alvy's eyes, and sure enough, his right eye, which was slightly blocked by his bangs, turned orange-yellow, which meant that Everey was "online".

Vengas could not hear what Everett said, but he thanked Alvy, and Everett could hear:

"Thank you, Crown Prince, for saving my life."

"What's wrong?" Alvy asked, waiting for Everett's reply.

...

Alvy was stunned for a moment, then quickly adjusted the direction of the telescope, turned it to the two o'clock position, and looked through the telescope with his right eye.

Wengas also used a telescope to observe,

The two men saw a group of people moving a large amount of food from the Marquis of Senweigallen's granary. Even though the transport team noticed the miserable situation in the Marquis's territory, they just turned a blind eye and ran away with the goods.

Judging from the packaging of those grains, they should be some rare and precious ingredients.

Looking at the other carriages, they were packed with furs, precious fabrics, and even artworks from the Kingdom of Lund that the Marquis had looted during his wars.

If it weren't for the national emblem of Orendon on those transport carriages, people who didn't know would have thought that some bandits were taking advantage of the chaos to rob the treasury.

"Is this...internal strife?" Wengas said that this was the first time he had seen such a situation.

Elvi denied it: "Don't they move everything during internal strife? Why are they only moving the valuables?"

Without the control of his body, Everett could only observe everything from Alvy's perspective:

"Ask Melissa."

-

Everett's room. The fire was burning brightly.

Melissa sat cross-legged on the tatami, wearing a Bohemian dress and a snow-white fur coat on her shoulders. These were the gifts given to her by the residents when they rescued the occupied area.

Melissa was brewing tea on the small table, and Alvy was sitting opposite her. Vengas did not disturb their world of two, but found a cushion, sat on the edge of the tatami, and turned around to listen to Melissa's answer.

But Wengas had a handful of melon seeds in his hand, and his right hand, which had turned into an alien claw, was putting the seeds into his mouth, making a slight "click" sound.

"Oh, that's how it is..."

Melissa listened to Alvy's story and acted as if she was not surprised. She played with the walnuts she had been polishing for a year:

"It's Siberu's birthday in a week - the irony is that I remember his birthday, but he never remembers mine."

Siberu is that tyrant.

Wengas came back to his senses. He waited until Alvy was not about to speak and asked in a low voice:

"You mean, those things were stolen from the Marquis by a leader of a certain team in order to please the tyrant?"

"It's nothing unusual."

Melissa gently placed the teacup on the table with her right hand and continued,

"Orenden has been fighting for so many years, and the huge military expenditures are actually not enough to support the licentious life of the high nobles. In order to make Xiberu mistakenly believe that everything is peaceful, they have begun to cannibalize each other.

“It can be said that Orenden is in chaos right now!”

Alvy put his hands on the table, put them together, swallowed his saliva and said:

"When you become the emperor...it won't be like this..."

Avery spoke up at this time: "You should ask her, isn't she worried that Portia will conquer Orenden in one fell swoop and turn Orenden into a vassal state of Portia?"

Alvy shuddered.

Melissa saw that Alvy's right eye was always orange-yellow (Afre's eye), and she said calmly: "Is Afre asking me about the handling of Orendon?"

Alvy and Vengas looked at each other.

Melissa placed the walnuts she was holding in her left hand into a sandalwood box padded with silk, and knocked the table with her clenched left fist.

Boom!

The surface of the tea on the table shook.

"Ever since I knew Everett was Portia's crown prince, I realized that doing this would be tantamount to self-destruction..." Melissa explained.

Because the relationship between Portia and Orenden has been tense for nearly a hundred years, the royal family of Portia will always be wary of the royal family of Orenden - before it is proven that Melissa can be a good emperor, it is indeed difficult for Everett to let down his guard against her.

This is confusing: the relationship between the two is very delicate, but they are also the crown princes of their respective countries.

“But I have nothing left.”

Melissa sighed as she thought about her current life as a dependent.

But she knew that her current life was infinitely better than the life of a wandering dancer:

"Rather than being a dancer and dying somewhere in obscurity, I'd rather be buried with all the nobles who flattered Siberu and my sinful brother!

"As long as my people are no longer exploited and tortured by them, it doesn't matter who is the leader."

Such is the fate of the king: if the brothers and sisters have a good relationship, it is tolerable;

If the relationship is bad, there is only one shining throne.

Melissa paused for a moment, then suddenly sighed:

"This war will inevitably end with Xiberu being beheaded. When there is no leader, I will ascend the throne again. That day..."

The evil deeds that Siberu committed when he became emperor had long since brought disgrace upon the Orenden royal family, and Orenden was despised by the royal families of all the countries on the continent. Melissa would be left with a mess.

Melissa sometimes wondered if it would be better for Portia to rule the land if Orenden perished.

But now that the Orenden royal family has been destroyed, where can I go?

Hearing this, Alvy and Vengas agreed:

"If there was a way to erase Siberu's evil deeds. It would be as if he had never appeared in this world. Melissa could sit on the throne of Emperor Orendon peacefully."

-

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

Wengas and Elvi walked side by side on the road, their hearts heavy.

Alvy suddenly turned back into Everett, and he suddenly said:

“Sometimes I envy you.”

Vengas was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Everett with his blue eyes.

Everett put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and hummed:

“Only one person can take the Duke’s seat.

"Although Eric is not James' biological child, he has Impes blood in him. If he does not voluntarily give up, he can be recognized as a candidate for heir according to the imperial law."

Wengas (Eric) Science Popularization:

"The inheritance law of the Portia Empire stipulates that cousins ​​also have the right to inherit the title."

Everey looked helpless: "Whether it's the throne or the title. Since you have chosen the table, you have to eliminate dissidents, even if they are relatives!

"Although Li Luxiu is not my father's child, he is the Queen's child. If Catherine's power does not fall, he will still be the one I want to eliminate."

Wengas turned back into Eric, and he knew the truth that "don't advise others to do good without experiencing their suffering."

"Melissa suffered more than you did."

After all, Siberu is Melissa's brother with the same parents.

Everett nodded. "And a sister's love for her brother is much deeper than a brother's love for his sister. Thinking of this, I feel much more comfortable.

"Eric, you have to cherish the days you spend with Scott."

"Of course," Eric nodded happily.

"He and I both said to each other 'let's get along at Impex'."