Chapter 547

There was a dead silence in the heavenly palace.

The night is deep, the bright moon is hidden, the stars are shining, and everything is silent.

The silent Brandon de sallion sat on the stairs outside the bedroom, scratching his head with both hands, messy his red hair like fire, no smile on his mouth, and his dark eyes completely lost their usual style.

He especially wants to yell at someone now, but he doesn't even know what to yell at

There was only a mess in my mind, and I was in a terrible mood - even when I almost died in the glacier wilderness, I didn't feel so bad as now.

Just now, a night watchman came.

Loren Turin... His Wizard Consultant... The guy who can't die in the glacier wasteland for a month and can't even kill the evil god Apostles

Dead?

Under his repeated questioning and "polite" threats, the night watchman finally told the truth - Lauren was only seriously injured and fell into the water.

Oh, in addition, there are "small problems" such as massive bleeding, organ damage, energy depletion, more skin and flesh injuries and a penetrating injury to the heart

It's still a small problem. It's clearly telling yourself that he's dead!

It's early spring now. Although the weather warms up, the river of Baoshi river is still very cold, and many places have not even thawed... The cold river plus serious injuries, no one can survive!

Twenty two night watchmen encircled and suppressed;

LUT infinit himself;

The pursuit of nearly 100 night watchmen;

In such a near death situation, he escaped again and again, and even nearly got rid of the night watchman's pursuit - or if he hadn't insisted on killing LUT infinite, maybe he had

No... impossible; Brandon raised his head slowly, looked at the stars with dark eyes and sighed softly.

Although I don't know why Loren insisted on killing LUT infinite, he had no possibility of winning from the beginning; Because the man who wanted to kill him was his father, the supreme emperor who wanted to balance forces and maintain imperial authority.

It is estimated that tomorrow, the Holy Cross Church and the old-fashioned aristocrats will get the news... They will probably clap their hands and celebrate, and then be awed by their father's decisive and fierce wrist?

There is also the Royal wizard academy that supports itself... We should also understand the elements of warning and converge rather than excessively expand its power in the chamber of Commerce and guild.

What is power... This is power.

Churches, wizards, nobles, businessmen, civilians... Among the forces of all levels, no one can be bigger. Any one has the object of checks and balances, and must rely on the power of the supreme emperor; Must willingly and respectfully submit to the feet of the heavenly palace.

What the emperor needs is not admiration and worship. No one can make everyone happy and obedient;

What the emperor wants is not terror and fear. The existence of these can only show that the imperial power is fragile, and the slightest weakness will be resisted like a storm;

What the emperor wants... Is awe and the general status of absolute transcendent mediator; It is an almost deified identity, so that all forces and people must rely on him, and they can never resist him.

This is his father, his majesty Eckhart II, the supreme emperor of the 12th generation of the saxophone empire.

Brandon knows this and knows very well that he can still stand here alive. Isn't that why?

Father needs himself to balance his beloved brother connord.

His Highness the prince got up. As soon as he turned behind him, his steps immediately stopped in place.

LUT infinit, I don't know when he has stood behind him... Under his brown curly hair, there are already gray temples, such as golden pupils like solar flares, and his expression can't be seen.

Brandon nodded slightly, his messy hair and collar covering his expression.

"Your Highness, it's getting late." the gentle Luther smiled. His injury didn't seem to make his movement inconvenient. He saluted Brandon respectfully:

"At this time, you should go back and have a rest... Be careful to catch a cold."

"Well... I see, uncle LUT infinite." the next second, Brandon's face was filled with a bright smile again: "thanks for reminding, but today's Day is really a little long and boring."

"It doesn't matter. You'll be busy gradually in the future." lute's expression is very subtle. His hands are behind his back. He looks respectful and respectful. He doesn't neglect it because of his age: "everyone can see your Highness's growth."

"Really?" Brandon shrugged slightly and turned with an indifferent expression; Leaving rutt behind, he stepped down the stairs.

"Edward is awake. If your highness is free... You might as well go and see him."

Ruth infinite, who was ignored, said calmly.

The prince didn't turn around, but the steps he had just taken stopped in the air.

"What do I think he is doing?"

Ruth infinite smiled as if Brandon's words were not a question... He was moved, but he didn't want to admit it.

"You can ask him... Whether Loren Turin is dead or alive; and in the future, he will be your personal guard and the night watchman leader of the imperial capital."

Brandon's pupils contracted, but he restrained himself from turning around, just retracted his steps.

"Are you... Going to keep watching me?"

"Edward's main mission has never been to monitor you... But to protect you as your escort - from today on, I will not give Edward any orders. You can absolutely trust him."

Brandon's expression was confused and his eyes kept flashing, guessing the meaning behind this sentence.

What do you mean... Hand over the night watchman of the imperial capital to yourself?

What's he doing?

"We know the private deal between Edward and Loren... Falling into the water and dying? That's a far fetched reason. If it were any night watchman, I wouldn't let him live to see the sun tomorrow."

Ruth infinite smiled, but it was more creepy than the devil: "Loren Turin is still alive. It's not in my plan, but Edward's action didn't exceed my expectations."

Tilted his head, Brandon's expression was more confused.

"Don't you understand... Whether Loren Turin is dead or alive is not in your father's consideration, and the whole plan is not aimed at him, but at all forces in the imperial capital." lute's tone slowed down, but his voice became more and more gloomy:

"Suppress the old-fashioned aristocrats, suppress the church, and support the chamber of Commerce and wizard class in the imperial capital... This is the purpose of the whole plan and the root of the recent turmoil in the imperial capital."

"But... This kind of thing cannot be brought forward by your majesty himself. It must be caused by external forces, and then your majesty will come down to end and clean up the mess!"

"So... I'm back?" Brandon whispered.

"Yes, you are back." LUT infinite bowed. "Being able to reach this step... Means that your ability and skill have been recognized by your majesty."

"So... Did father want siscott chann to die?"

"The death of siscott chann, priest Weber of the church, your wizard adviser... These are not in your Majesty's plan; but what they do or don't do, death or life, won't change the final outcome." Ruth's gentle expression was ruthless and cold.

"Siscott will die, but when he dies doesn't matter; the wizard academy will win, and how it won doesn't matter - Your Majesty doesn't need and doesn't care about it; the only thing he cares about is you, your highness."

"Oh?" Brandon's pupils narrowed suddenly, and the smile on his face became more and more difficult, like a lump in his throat: "since when... Does my father care about my disgraced son?"

"Eboden... The Holy Blood potion event was your Majesty's opportunity, and you passed it successfully." rutt's posture was humble and obedient: "the fortress of duanjie mountain is the second test, and you also completed it beautifully."

"Your strength, skill and overall view deserve your Majesty's attention!"

The other side's voice was still humble and obedient, but Brandon clenched his fist.

This guy... Really wants to punch him in the face!

"So... Give me the night watchman and Edward of the imperial capital, just as you helped my beloved brother?" Brandon tried to make his voice easier: "in that case, why kill Loren?"

"I repeat, your highness; I don't care whether Loren Turin is dead or alive, nor does his majesty." rut infinite smiled gently: "and my loyalty... Is always only his majesty!"

"The 'night watchman' who really monitors and observes you for his highness connord... Is his Highness the eldest princess fillonay de sallion."

The voice fell, and Brandon's eyes widened suddenly glanced!

Ruth infinite still smiled and nodded slightly:

"Wake up, your highness Brandon... The time for fun is over. It's time for you to grow up!"