hunting light

The bell strikes the hour, thick and sonorous, penetrating the rich night, but is softly caught by the frivolous vocal music, and blends with them.

In the Amethyst Hall, the guests are dancing a traditional palace group dance to joyful music.The guests who did not join gathered around, applauding to the beat.

Felix IV sat on a high throne, like an old dragon entrenched on a mountain of jewels, his eyes swept over excited, flushed, and intoxicated faces.

Vigilant, indifferent, full of ridicule and disdain.

In the eyes of Felix, the audience was full of dignitaries and celebrities, and members of the royal family from all over the world were like a group of puppets on strings.

And high above, above the imperial power and religion, there is a pair of big hands, holding the wire board, affecting their limbs and expressions as they please.

"You have planned an unprecedented surprise today, brother." Louis and Raphael were sitting on the sofa in the corner, sharing a bottle of whiskey.

"Shall I congratulate you? When everyone thought you had won over a useless idiot ally, you chose this opportunity to announce the strength of your staff to everyone. I have always underestimated you, brother. You really He is a qualified crown prince."

"Your jealousy is almost pouring out of the wine glass." Raphael said coldly, "I don't know anything about what happened today. Anthony said that everything was Leon's own idea. He also specially told you before the game I told the coach not to let Leon play for fear that he would get hurt. I was also there."

"Oh, of course he is a father who loves his son." Louis snorted, "That mecha, Asura, is a family heirloom that only emperors can inherit. But my father gave it to Leon."

"It's just an old broken mech with a history of 4000 years. It's a miracle that it can still be turned on!" As an Omega, Raphael has no interest in mechas and sports.In his opinion, "Asura" is just an antique car driven by his ancestors, and he may not be happy to give it to him.

"I'm not like you, Louis." Raphael said irritably, "I won't argue with a junior for a mecha. This is simply too low!"

Louis said: "What about Anthony? He obviously raised such an extremely capable son, but he has been hiding his strength."

"Leon didn't hide his strength." Raphael took a sip of his wine and rolled his eyes at his younger brother, "Didn't Anthony tell us all the time? The instructors at the military academy thought Leon was very good, but he just couldn't get used to it for a while." It’s just the way of education in the imperial capital.”

Louis stared.

Of course he remembered the Duke of Oran's explanation, but he only thought that he was trying to save face.

As a military school graduate with mediocre grades, Louis's instructor's comments were almost the same as Leon's.He naturally thought that the instructors were just being polite, but he didn't expect that they were sincere this time!

"Let's talk about it again." Raphael said again, "Leon is just a 20-year-old military cadet, even if he got a high-level mech, what can he do? I still can't understand why you want me to get Anthony's friendship and support. So dissatisfied. I am the prince of the country and the future master of the empire! He should have chosen me."

Louis was speechless for a while before he said, "I don't understand why you are so nice to these two hillbillies. Since you have never slept with Anthony."

"Because this is family affection!" Raphael said calmly, "Louis, father is not wrong to blame you. You can only see the crown in your eyes, but you can't see family affection!"

Raphael stood up, with an arrogance frost on his old but still glamorous face, he turned and left.

The bell had come to an end, and Felix IV's wax figure-like body finally moved, ready to leave the banquet.

He got up and waved to his saluting guests, signaling them to keep playing.

When he was about to leave the sight of the crowd, Felix staggered suddenly. If Queen Iris and the attendants hadn't supported him in time, he might have fallen to the ground.

There was a small commotion in the crowd.However, the attendants rushed forward, surrounded the emperor and left in a hurry.

The last bell rang along with the night wind to the high mountains in the distance.

Leon stared at the bright face of the person in front of him, waiting for his reply.

"That's it?" Ian laughed, "Although I originally planned to leave and go back to the monastery after a while, but it's not impossible to stay and accompany you through this party..."

"Not going to the party with me." Leon took Ian's hand, twisted the tip of his soft and round little finger, and squeezed it lightly, "From now until the sun rises, everything must be at my command .Do whatever I tell you to do."

"I knew you wouldn't let me go that easily." Ian said, "Wait, what if what you ask me to do is to promise you countless requests..."

"I won't do such a boring thing!" Leon was speechless, "Quickly tell me, do you agree or not?"

Ian really had nothing to do with him: "Of course I agree, my lord. Mitchell is at your service. May I ask what I can do for you?"

"Yes," said Leon. "First, I want to invite you to a dance. And you can't say no."