On the way back to Pallavon Castle, Laing walked in front in silence while Devonshire walked briskly. The baron followed behind his father and asked, "Dad, are you angry?"
"No." Laing shook his head.
"Then are you sad?" Devonshire asked. His son did not seem to be afraid of his father.
"No." Laing shook his head again.
Devonshire rolled his eyes. His clever son seemed to understand something. "Dad, are you afraid that the incident with Auntie Olica will happen again? Do you think that Lilith's mother is colluding with her mother, Queen Alaier, and that they have reached an agreement and are just hiding it from you? "
"How old are you? Why do you like riddles so much?" Laing finally turned around. There was not much anger on Laing's face. The Sun King glanced at his son. "If you like riddles, go play riddles with your mother, Lilith's mother, Uncle Zhuang Sen, and your grandfather. I'm not playing with you."
"Dad, you're not happy." Devenhill shook his head. The young baron thought for a moment and decided to speak up for Lilith's mother. "Father, actually, Lilith's mother and Queen Aleil are only discussing. They also specifically asked you to make the decision. The wood elves are also waiting for your decision on how to arrange the troops and where to fight in Amir."
"Waiting for me to decide? It's already decided. Why wait for me to decide? "Laing shook his head." But that's not important. Come with me. "
"Yes." Devonshire was confused.
Laing and Devonshire mounted their horses and galloped towards Pallavon. His griffin, Impris, was flying freely in the sky.
The peaks of Pallavon towered into the clouds. It was the habitat of the Knight King's Pegasi, Hippogryphs, and Giant Eagles. The ancestor of the Pallavon family, one of the twelve first Knights of the Holy Grail, Agilgel, was brave and brave. He was a close comrade and good friend of the first Knight King Arthur. He was best at making friends with Pegasi. The first batch of Royal Pegasi Knights came from here.
The city of Pallavon was built on the mountainside of the Grey Mountains. It was once the ruins of the Elven Empire (in fact, all large cities in Brittany were ruins of the Elven Empire). The city was famous for its many tall towers. Occasionally, the high elves would come to Pallavon to remember the glory of their ancestors. Because of the taxes on their gifts and goods, the nobles were often willing to open their houses for the elves to see.
Naturally, Duke Casson offered his castle to Laing. However, Laing declined and chose to live in a duke's manor outside the city. Most of the land in Pallavon was barren, but there were a few manors in the valleys that were very rich. Of course, these manors were already owned by the duke's family. The huge wealth of the duke's family came from the continuous production of these manors.
At this time, the Old Guard had already surrounded the manor. Laing brought Devonshire to the study in the manor. The study was antique and had a strong influence of the Empire's culture, but there were also many remnants of the elven culture. Of course, the most important thing was the Brittany's coat of arms of irises, a pegasus, a lion, and a sword.
"Sit." Laing gestured for Devonshire to sit down. The Knight King casually sat behind the white jade desk. When his son sat down, he asked with a smile, "What do you think of the Twilight sisters? How do they compare to Alissanda? "
"Mother Lilith said …"
"Don't tell her. What do you think?" Laing interrupted Devonshire's words.
"Father, I just met them. I don't know much about other things." Devonshire thought for a moment and said honestly, "But today, the two big sisters played with me for a few hours. I feel …"
"Feel what?" Laing asked with interest.
"I feel that Alissanda's shadow in my heart seems to have faded." But after playing with Sister Nestra and Sister Alohan for a while today, I suddenly feel that Alisala has never been so warm and considerate to me. I can feel that Sister Nestra and Sister Alohan are really good to me and like me. "Dracula gave a strange explanation." I've always wanted to save her and help her. But today, after playing with Sister Nestra and Sister Alohan for a while, I suddenly feel that Sister Nestra and Sister Alohan have never been so warm and considerate to me before.
"That's the truth." Leon nodded slightly. His father looked at his son and sighed. "I know that your mother Lilith made such a decision, including discussing with Queen Alaier about how to deal with Morgul, introducing the Twilight sisters to you, and having Sulia and me come over. All of these things are linked. I know that she didn't do anything wrong, and I also know that she really wants to help me. But what happened with your Auntie Olica …"
"Mother Lilith said that Auntie Olica was lying to you." The son stared at his father and covered his mouth. "Lilith's mother said that she just wanted to scare you. The first time she met you was at the talent market in Marlin Castle. She made herself a prisoner and a slave, and then approached you with serious injuries. This plan is too stupid and stupid. Only Asuyan knows what will happen in the future. Besides, Lilith's mother has been watching you. If Auntie Olica really planned to use father's power early on, Lilith's mother and grandpa wouldn't have given her any chance."
Listening to Devonshire's words, Leon's face was as dark as ink. He had already realized what was going on. After all, Olica's injuries to her soul and the Emperor's approval weren't for nothing. If she truly harbored evil intentions, even the Emperor himself would have acted against her, let alone the Lake Fairy.
So, how many schemes do you bean sprout gods want to play with me?
"Let's not talk about this first." Laing shook his head and signaled Devonshire to stop. "Did you see it today?"
"See what? Queen Aleil? "Devonshire didn't understand." She's so tall and strong. "
"That's not what I'm talking about. Did you see it? How difficult is it to build an alliance? " His father leaned back in his chair and said, "Look, we fought so hard in Kislev. Your Uncle Laun even lied to the serfs of three infantry regiments to let them cross the river first. In fact, they were just sending themselves to their deaths. If the remaining nineteen survivors knew the truth, there would be chaos. In the end, I would have to clean up the mess. Look, the more than a hundred thousand stragglers of the Tide of Chaos, who can't even be considered as a vanguard, have already taken down Prague. We, the forces of Order, are still here playing tricks, wrangling, and testing each other."
"Sometimes, I really feel that it's boring. Your mother Lilith said that if all the forces of Order united, they might have a fifty to sixty percent chance of winning against Eichahn. But it's absolutely impossible. Not to mention the humans, elves, and dwarves, even the gods within the elves are divided into N factions. They will fight to the death."
"…" Devonshire sat down respectfully and put his hands together between his thighs to show that he was listening.
"Devonshire, how old are you? How long have I actually controlled this country?" Laing raised his hand gently. The Sun King raised his arm and clenched it into a fist. "I, in order to face the arrival of the final moment, I have done everything I could. There's no need to mention those great expeditions and all kinds of expressions of friendship. But, look at the results today. It's no longer a sign, it's reality! The army of Chaos has already taken down Prague! Eichahn's million-strong army is already gathering, but we are still like this. The wood elves are still probing, and so are the ladies. They are all trying to see where my bottom line is! "
At the end of his speech, Laing's voice became helpless. "Devonshire, since your mother Lilith wants to matchmake you and the Twilight sisters, why don't you accept them? It would be a pity if you don't accept two high-level Saint-level experts who can ride ancient forest dragons. But if they want to be your wife, they definitely won't have the chance. At most, they will be your personal maids. Just tell your mother Lilith this, she will definitely agree."
"Your son understands." Devonshire was stunned for a moment, but he still asked, "But father, why did you decide to accept them?"
"Politics is the art of compromise. If you don't learn to compromise, if you don't learn to endure, you are not suitable to be a king." Laing smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Your grandfather watched as the human race advanced towards prosperity, only to fall apart time and time again. He endured for more than thirty thousand years. In the end, when he saw the human race on the brink of extinction, he was forced to reveal his true colors. For the sake of the survival of the human Empire, your grandfather sat on the golden throne and endured endless torment for ten thousand years. Even a supreme existence like him could endure it. What, can't I endure it? Can't you endure it? "
"Then why did father purposely make things difficult for mother Lilith and the wood elves?" Devonshire continued to ask.
"They are the ones begging us. The wood elves are the ones begging me. I am not the one begging them." Laing waved his hand. "If you are begging, you should have the awareness of begging. If you have the ability, go deal with Morgul yourself. What is the meaning of this attitude of the wood elves? Their meaning is simple. You humans need to show some sincerity. Sincerity for me to offer a chicken neck? So the so-called sincerity is to make concessions again and again? Think of a peach! "
"What's worse is that mother Lilith is still trying to smooth things over. I am her husband! She is still thinking of how to help her mother. If not for the fact that she wanted to arrange for the Twilight sisters to be given to you so that she could be worthy of our Knight King and us, and that Chaos has already come knocking on our door, I would have locked her up! Remember, son, there are some things that can be compromised, but there are some that cannot. Moreover, many times, we compromise for the greater good, not for the sake of peace, for the sake of dignity, or for the sake of virtue. "
"I understand, father!" Devonshire pondered for a few seconds. His son suddenly said, "If you seek peace through conflict, then peace will exist! If you seek peace through compromise, then peace will perish! Father, this is the attitude you need to show the wood elves that they are the ones who should show sincerity! Otherwise, peace? Allied forces? None of them! "
As soon as Devonshire said this, the study fell silent.
Laing put down his glass and leaned on the table with one hand. He narrowed his eyes and looked at his son without saying anything for a long time.
Devonshire swallowed his saliva. His son lowered his head and his face was a little red. He did not know what to say.
After a long time, the Sun King let out a long sigh of relief. He seemed to have let go of something. Laing leaned back in his chair and stared at his son. He smiled and said, "You are like me and Suria in this aspect. Very good, very good. In this case, agreeing to let the Twilight sisters be your personal maids is a good decision."
After he finished speaking, Leon finally nodded. His tone was heavy, as if he weighed a thousand pounds.
"Good Holy Grandson. The Human Empire will prosper for three generations."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed. Devonshire could not help but blush when he thought of the two big sisters sandwiching him in the middle. He was almost sixteen years old, but he was still a virgin. However, the Twilight sisters were indeed very charming.
However, when he heard the word "three generations", Devonshire was puzzled. "Father, why three generations? Don't we pass it down from generation to generation? "
"Pass it down from generation to generation? Huh? Who told you that? " Laing laughed. Grey Knight Geno Prototype, the king's son, could not help but laugh. "Your grandfather is an immortal. He is a supreme being. He is the king of humans. But your uncles have only inherited a part of his power. And among all your uncles, only one of them is an immortal."
"Father, are you talking about Uncle Vulcan? But aren't the Geno Prototypes immortal? "Devonshire was very interested in his uncles.
"Immortals who don't age and don't die are immortals. The meaning of immortals is that no matter how they are injured, destroyed, or destroyed, they will automatically recover and return. Immortals only have one life. If they die, they are truly dead. Your grandfather said that if you want to kill an immortal, you have to fulfill many conditions." Laing nodded and said, "The king and the Empire's prime minister, Macado, are immortals. But only your Uncle Vulcan is immortal."
"Father, are you not?"
"I am only half an immortal. I received a small part of the immortal power from Macado." Laing shook his head and said, "When my power reaches you, you are just an immortal. When you pass it to your son, he will not even be an immortal. Perhaps he will live longer than the King's Royal Guard, but he will still grow old. After another generation, his blood power will degenerate to the level of a normal Grey Knight."
"What about Frey?" Devonshire asked.
"Frey is an immortal, just like you." Laing nodded and said, "But he did not inherit my power as you did. Your mother received power from your grandfather, but Emilia did not."
Normally, at this age, Laing's two sons should each be fighting for the right of inheritance. But Devonshire and Frey's situation was different. They each had their own territory and their own titles. There was nothing to fight over, and they could not steal from each other. Plus, Laing's lifespan was shorter … So, although the two brothers quarreled all day, their relationship was still okay.
"Hehe, Frey, that scum." Devonshire couldn't help but be happy. "I am the son of the first wife."
"Alright, don't worry about Frey." Ryan couldn't resist laughing, "You should think about how to deal with those two beautiful big sisters of yours. They're both high-level Saint realm Wood Elf Queens, God's Chosen. Looking at their eyes, it's as if they want to eat you alive."
"Dad, how do you usually deal with Aunty Morgiana and Aunty Olica? Teach me! " Devonshire's face was bitter at first, but his eyes immediately lit up. "You can't just watch me get into trouble and not do anything!"
Laing's mouth twitched, and his expression became awkward.
But according to the intelligence, the Twilight sisters were the same person. They had "synesthesia", and as long as one sister wasn't killed at the same time, the other could be revived very quickly.
Similarly, if Devonshire struck Nestra's body with a "critical hit", then even if Alohan was far away, he would still receive "the same damage". As long as he made good use of this and his son's spiritual energy, although dealing with the Twilight sisters would be difficult, it shouldn't be a problem. His son was almost 16 years old, and his body had basically grown up.
"Forget it. Come, Devonshire, come here." Leon tapped between his eyebrows and retrieved the experience that the Supreme Emperor had bestowed upon him and himself. Soon, he found a passage. "This is for you. Go back and study it for the next few days. In the end, we and the wood elves will still be united. This is something that has already been set in stone."
"Understood." Devonshire took the power and immediately began to comprehend it.
A few minutes later, his son suddenly screamed in excitement.
"Dad! Grandpa actually had a relationship with an Astral Prophet … "
"Shut up and lower your voice!"
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