Before he was crowned king II

"The sun, the moon, the stars... There are some special alchemy rituals, and there are special requirements for the position of cosmic celestial bodies..." Professor Nick's low voice of lectures came through the wall.

During class time, Alex came to Abster College alone and stood in a daze in the spacious and quiet corridor.

He has successfully obtained the honor of "Senior Magician", and the course for the next semester has not yet started, so he has a rare free time to find out the truth of certain things.

He lowered his head and opened the "Bright Old Testament" that he carried with him. There was a piece of paper folded in half between the books.

It was the last page of a will, signed at the bottom by his brother Sean Cabed himself.

He turned the book in his hand to the title page again. There were a few lines of clear black annotations on the smooth paper. This was the handwriting left by his friend Sean Miller during tutoring.

The former uses the pen lightly,? It is easy to think that the signer is weak and does not even have enough strength to hold the pen.

The latter's handwriting is clear and smooth, with a sense of order between the lines, which is pleasing to the eye.

There is actually no similarity between the handwriting of the two. What is more coincidental is just the habit of practicing pens between a few letters.

Erics knew that this somewhat neurotic discovery proved nothing, but to him, it was like picking up a few puzzle pieces by accident, which could help him piece together the absurd idea in his mind.

The bell rang, and the classroom door opened.Almost every student who came out would unconsciously look at the handsome young man holding a book, and they turned their heads to look back as they walked forward.

Curiosity, envy, shock, doubt... The complicated gazes seemed to be sticking to Erics' body as if they were boiled gum.

From the first day of school, he has been scrutinized and talked about by people around him. First, he became the freshman representative, then he joined the Falcon Club, then his mother was convicted, and then he inherited the title. Young senior magician], in this year, Ericsson has been being himself, but people's eyes on him have changed again and again.

He was really tired of this high-profile life.

"Have you been fined to stand for skipping class?" Sean walked out of the classroom.

"I didn't skip class, and I wasn't punished to stand. I was waiting for someone." Erics suddenly recovered, "No, it should be said that I was waiting for you."

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes... There is something I want to talk to you alone, can we change the place?" Alex looked around.

Sean's eyes moved slightly, and he was silent for a few seconds, "Yes..."

The two left the teaching building and walked in the direction of the Falcon Pavilion.Perhaps it is the bond between geniuses that is particularly curious, until they are far away, the gossip hearts of ordinary students are still eager to move.

Sean and Alex walked into the shade, and the two walking side by side remained in a state of subtle silence.

Sean rarely initiates topics, similar to the small habit of getting along with friends, most of their conversations are started by Erics.

On the other side, Alex was ready to speak, but he couldn't bear to spoil the calm and gentle atmosphere right now.

There are lush forests on both sides, and the fine light and shadow hit the road ahead. Their shadows are slanted, and the colors are faint, just like the colors of memories that fade with time.

"Congratulations on becoming a "Senior Magician". "Xion said suddenly.

"Well, thank you." Alex replied a little bluntly, and he remembered the scene in the evaluation field yesterday.

"I went to see it on the day of the evaluation. It is very powerful magic. Even His Royal Highness Mars, who has always been proud, recognized your extraordinary strength. You will definitely become a famous magician in the future."

Sean's voice was very clear, and he didn't intend to cover up his whereabouts at all.He admitted it very directly, directly to the point where Erics felt slightly astringent.

"Is it because of His Royal Highness Mars? So he left like a stranger."

Alex quietly clenched the hand holding the book, but his tone did not express his inner emotions.

"Well, because you need to be with His Highness, and there were many people around you at that time." Sean did not deny, "So I didn't bother you in the past."

"I don't feel disturbed. Maybe on the surface there are many people around me, but in fact I don't have any friends at all. I often feel lonely for no reason."

Alex showed a wry smile, "Recently, I miss the time when you helped me with tutoring, although you always called me stupid, but I really lived a fulfilling and happy life.

Sometimes I hope that this kind of time can last longer, even if I fail to skip the level, it doesn't matter. "

"Are you stupid?"

"Yes, that's the tone..." Alex seemed to be lost in his own memories, "It reminds me of my brother, sorry, I probably didn't tell you about him in detail."

"I mentioned that the adult's name is the same as mine. When we first met, you mistook me for him."

Sean glanced at Erics, and vaguely guessed why the other party wanted to chat with him today, "Does he look like me?"

Alex shook his head: "Not at all, completely different in appearance. In fact, he basically wears a cold mask, and I only saw his face twice in my memory, one time when my mother admonished him time, and another time when he was lying in bed before he died."

He thought about it for a long time before continuing, "We look alike, our hair is rare black, and his eyebrows are more slender. If there are no scars on his face, he should look better than me."

"It sounds like you miss him very much? Do you have a good relationship?" Sean played a good listener.

"We didn't grow up together. For some reason, I left home for a long time. When I came back, he married my childhood playmate and became the veritable Viscount Sheen.

He is a smart and capable person. You don't have to worry about anything entrusted to him, because no matter what difficulties you encounter, he can methodically find the best solution.

Everyone may think that I have a talent for magic, so I am more suitable to inherit this title. In fact, this is unreasonable. The Rose Manor is like a big ship. The successor should be a person with two hands at the rudder.

But you must have a long-term vision and be good at making decisions. At least you must know the direction of driving better than anyone else.I always thought he was better suited to the title than I was. "

Sean's eyes sank, and Alex was describing him in the past while recalling.

These descriptions sound really good. If he wasn't the "Viscount Sean" who is known for his withdrawn and gloomy personality, he might have directly imagined the character described by the other party as a brilliant family elite like Prince Mars.

"So I wanted to keep the status quo and contribute to the family without inheriting the title, but he changed his mind."

Erics changed the subject, "He decided to abandon me and leave Rose Manor alone."

Sean was stunned, and his body trembled invisibly.

"He said he wanted to find his own life, and wanted to give me his wife, title, and rights. He didn't mean to compete with me." Erics said blankly, "He also said that this is the best way to do it." Fair."

"He's a counterfeit. It's really fair to give you everything back." When he said this, Sean was also expressionless.

"Why do you think it's fair? We are brothers, both surnamed Kabede, and inheriting the title is the responsibility of the eldest son."

Erics stopped in front of Sean, looked into Sean's eyes and asked, "Why do you use the word counterfeit? Do you know we are not brothers?"

Sean didn't speak immediately, he quietly looked into those light blue eyes, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

He is obviously a guy who is not even good at lying, but now he has learned to set a trap in the conversation to lure him into showing his feet.

"Yes, I know."

"The Kabeid family always declares that we are blood brothers! If you weren't him, you wouldn't use the word counterfeit!"

Erics pressed Sean's shoulder tightly, and asked urgently, "You are not dead, you just lived in a different form, right? You are him, my brother Sean Cabed."

"Alex, calm down, this is a misunderstanding..." Sean frowned.

"You're both Sean, you're all very smart, you're both good at playing cards and chess, you can both play the violin, and you can even make perfume!

You told me that you were born in a small village outside the capital, and your father was a pharmacist, but there is no record of your birth in the college.Also, your birthday, which happens to be the day Sean Cabed died! "

Alex's eyes were a little red, "Are all these coincidences a misunderstanding?"

"Alex, I can understand your feelings."

"Of course you can understand me. Only you can understand me. We are brothers and the only relatives in this world."

Alex lowered his head, "Xion, do you know? Every silent night, self-blame and pain are constantly tormenting me. I don't want to live alone in that lonely castle.

I know that you have difficulties or secrets that you cannot tell, and I also know that you have always been by my side, silently protecting me like before.

So, please, admit it, you're Sean Cabed, you're my brother, and I'm not alone. "

Alex's voice was trembling, and his body was trembling, and the almost pleading tone made it difficult to remain unmoved.

He uttered the fragmentary clues in one go, eager to verify his unrealistic conjecture through these.

Alex didn't know that Sean had already learned about the situation from Thomas and was prepared.

His behavior was completely expected by Sean.The pure intuitionists have no conclusive evidence in their hands, and those untenable coincidences can be wiped out by just prevarication...

Nothing can be shaken by his questioning, and his little trap is even more doomed to fail.

However, what Sean didn't expect was that he was being watched by Erics, and he was unable to say the words of denial for a long time.

Erics slowly raised his head, his heart was pounding, and as the silence grew longer, he became more and more sure of Sean's identity.

He opened his mouth, "It's okay, Sean, actually..."

Someone rushed over suddenly, threw himself into Sean's arms like a puppy, and interrupted Erics' unfinished sentence.

"Brother, I finally found you." The boy stood between the two, holding Sean's waist tightly like an octopus, refusing to let go.

感谢在2021-02-25?01:08:32-2021-02-26?16:10:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: yuki? 3;

Brethil? 6;

yuki? 2;

Faustuss, 16021023, Weilan, Watermelon Rui, Tiantian, Jiuming? 1;

Azure, yuki? 20 bottles;

Watermelon Rui, Tiantian, Wisdom? 10 bottles;

Jiuming? 1 bottles;