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

Scott squinted his eyes and smiled, and made a "hush" gesture to Boyden:

(Because I am the one who created you...)

"You'll see later - I suggest you eat them on the way, or someone will get jealous."

"Okay, okay, got it." Boyden nodded.

"Thank you for helping us." Julian thanked with a smile, and then the two of them quickly slipped away.

Ivan watched the two men leave. He carefully recalled Boyden's behavior and wondered in his heart:

"Boyden is actually not stupid, he just didn't meet a good 'king'.

I think so. In the original novel, no matter what strategy Boyden offered, Xi Lun would do the opposite because Boyden was the Duke's child...

As a ruler, how can this be possible?

The lady boss looked at the boxes of ten and asked Scott curiously:

"Sir, these egg tarts are for..."

"It's for a sick friend of mine,"

Scott held the box in his hand, holding the rope that tied it, and explained in a low voice,

"He has been recuperating for a year and hasn't had his favorite egg tarts for a year. I think bringing them over will make him feel better."

"Oh, I see. Welcome back next time." The proprietress smiled.

"Sure, sure." Scott smiled and left with the cardboard box.

As he passed by Ivan, he said to him:

"I still have to buy some food for my men, so I won't waste your time. As for the rest, I'll see you tonight."

"Yeah." Ivan nodded and let Scott leave.

Silence is Cambridge tonight...

"Ten egg tarts, a sick friend... for over a year..."

After thinking about all this, Ivan suddenly understood something:

!

Ivan's heart exploded: (feeling guilty) It seems I have to eat less on that day.

the other side.

Boyden and Julian each held an egg tart in their hands, and it was obvious that they had already eaten one.

The two were on the carriage road back to Haines.

Julian hummed an incoherent tune and continued to talk to Boyden:

"We are lucky today. Fortunately, you reacted quickly, otherwise we would be the ones to get beaten."

Boyden echoed:

"It's just a pity for the innocent people... Fortunately, the black-haired young man helped."

The two were silent for a moment.

"But Third Brother. What do you think the black-haired young man is? He knew that we were the young masters of Haines, but he dared to teach the spoiled Second Brother a lesson..."

Boyden suddenly said:

"Didn't you notice the black rubber ring on his hilt?"

"Ah?" Julian was stunned.

He certainly knew that the black rubber ring was the symbol of "Black Impes".

"I heard from the Duke that Prince Impes has green hair. If he had black hair...

"You mean, he is the biological son of the Duke of Impes, the one..."

Boyden looked at Julian meaningfully, then nodded solemnly:

"Yes. He is the second son of Impes who defeated the war hero Herolf and is about to receive the highest honor of knighthood.

"Scott Impes."

Julian understood:

"That's why he dared to say that the second brother couldn't afford to offend him, that's it."

Boyden remembered that compared with the two duke candidates, people paid more attention to Scott, who had made great military achievements despite his few appearances.

They all said: Scott was worthy of being the Duke candidate of Imperius. His graduation from Pereira College and his becoming a war hero were enough to show that he was a man of both civil and military talents.

Of course, when the nobles talked about Scott, they would add:

"Look at Haynes's backup. He can't really be compared with Scott!"

"If Sheen hadn't died, he wouldn't have gotten to enjoy the glory!"

As a young master who was excluded from the list of heir candidates, Boyden felt helpless after hearing these words.

"so,"

Boyden clenched his left fist and said helplessly, "If Xiren had half of his ability, he wouldn't be a useless piece of mud!"

Julian was stunned. He looked around quickly.

"Third brother! Fortunately, there is no one around. If second brother knew that we didn't trust him at all, he would definitely complain to the Duke, and then we would..."

"We are born as young masters who are excluded from the heirs. At most, we can only serve as assistants to assist the heirs."

Boyden reluctantly stated the truth, "If my brother were still alive, we wouldn't pretend to be so incompetent and weak, right?"

Julian was stunned and lowered his head.

"elder brother..."

Julian held Boyden's right hand with his left hand.

"Just wait a little longer...

"We will definitely be able to survive until the day we succeed..."

-

Scott walked out of the egg tart shop carrying a box of egg tarts and was about to turn right at the intersection ahead to buy something for his men.

But after he turned right, he noticed two middle-aged men in cloaks. One of them had scars from the curse disease on his body, and the other was supporting him, with helplessness in his eyes.

The cloaks covered their faces, and Scott couldn't recognize who they were yet. But judging from the clothes they wore, they must be subordinates of aristocratic families.

The logo on the body...

Scott looked at it in confusion: Haines?

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

He walked towards the two men and whispered, "Excuse me, what happened to you?"

The unaffected man looked at Scott and pulled the hood off his cloak.

Scott was stunned for a moment—it was an acquaintance!

-

Border battlefield.

Camp Impres. Headquarters.

Commander Joey of the royal army glared at the man in front of him, who had cornered him.

Oh, from this moment on, Joey is no longer the commander, but a traitor who betrayed Impes!

"You..." The commander collapsed to the ground.

"What did you say, Duke Impes? Why would I betray Impes? Where's the evidence? Where's the evidence?"

"Huh? Evidence?"

The Duke, dressed in knight's uniform, stood before the commander, staring down at him.

"You have been preaching Jason's legitimacy. Follow him.

“Since I became the Duke, you have escaped in the night, became the commander of the royal family, and now you have become the reinforcement of the royal family.

"But are you really here to provide reinforcements, not just to hinder us?"

The commander's forehead was covered with sweat and he was trembling:

"Of course I am here to help Impes... I am here to help Impes on behalf of His Majesty. I will not let bygones be bygones and will always do my duty..."

As the Duke listened to Joey's excuses, his left hand holding the sword was shaking.

He almost laughed at the commander's lie:

"I thought you would be more obedient under my training. But the facts tell me..."

When the Duke said this, his dark green eyes became sharp.

"You actually defected to the enemy and revealed all the locations of Kalet's ambushes to the Imperial Army, causing heavy casualties on our side... My daughter almost died at their hands!"

"Do you look down on my daughter, or do you look down on me..."

"If you want to take it, take my life, why take my daughter's life?!"