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

At this time, Ivan heard a commotion, a struggle, and a dying cry for help:

"Is there anyone who can save us..."

Ivan looked in the direction of the cry for help.

Good guy!

Just by looking at the warriors' clothes, Ivan noticed something: these people were dressed exactly like the bastards that Xilun brought to Norata Castle to rebel many years ago!

In other words, these people were brought by Xilun...

Ivan suddenly thought of Scott's arrangement:

It was as if Xi Lun was certain that after the egg tart shop incident, he would come to cause trouble for Scott, and even made such a mess at the scene...

And Xiren really missed the award ceremony, which means that Xiren was captured by the teleportation magic Scott cast on the carriage.

...

"This guy deserves it! Who can be better than him!"

Ivan rolled his eyes internally:

He really cares about the smallest trivial matters... With such a petty temper, if it weren't for me, my entire family would have to break up, right?

Ivan looked at the badly damaged carriage again, and suddenly it occurred to him that Ivan's vest didn't know the inside story...

But a magic-driven carriage is more valuable than fifty luxury carriages!

"Let's put Xilun's mischief aside for now. Even if it's just vandalism, it's enough for me to intervene in the whole thing."

Just do it.

Ivan activated the teleportation magic and summoned many of his men.

The subordinates were all dressed as force magicians. They lined up in two rows beside Ivan and bowed slightly:

"Lord Ivan, please give me your instructions!"

Ivan motioned his men to look at the warriors trapped in the vines, and they were all stunned.

Then, Ivan walked up to Wu Fu and said calmly:

"This is a very bad incident! Fortunately, my assistant was not in the carriage, otherwise it would have been a disaster.

"What's more, the assistant that the Magic Tower finally got is the heir of Impes. This is known to everyone. You actually committed a crime against the wind. Do you want to die?!"

Then, Ivan instructed his men:

"Everyone, divide into two groups! One group will protect the evidence and bring in the Royal Guards for processing. The other group will take away these troublemakers. I will put them on trial!"

"Yes!"

The magic subordinates were extremely efficient and they quickly finished everything.

...

Magic Tower

The intensive care unit is ten meters underground.

This place is not as cold-blooded and dark as a prison. It is not a place to hold criminals. If we use the most concise words, this place should be a place for observing mildly mentally ill patients.

Alas, there is no way.

In order to pursue the power of Zephyr Crystal, the previous chief Saint John took many living people for experiments.

In order to prevent someone from going out and informing on the secret, all the experimenters except St. John were permanently placed under puppet magic.

After the puppet magic of these people was released, those with mild cases were cleansed of the erosion of black magic, while those with severe cases were really like puppets and in a trance all day long. So this place was used to take care of and treat them.

All living equipment has been processed to prevent them from committing suicide.

Naturally, some people who are awaiting sentencing for minor crimes would be best detained here.

A very inconspicuous nursing room.

"Well..."

Xi Lun moved his fingers and finally woke up, but his body seemed to be anesthetized, and he was limp and unable to move.

Xi Lun was very familiar with this feeling - it was similar to the feeling when Eric drew a scratch on his face with a pen and he collapsed.

The syringe not far from his head confirmed his thoughts:

The liquid in the syringe is green.

"I remember being teleported. Where... am I?"

Xi Lun slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the guardhouse door - or the prison door.

Just as Xilun was wondering, the sound of light footsteps was heard in the distance.

"Who is coming..." Xilun was a little confused.

Next, Xi Lun heard the boy's baritone voice talking to the guard in the nursing room or the magician's men.

"I want to walk alone from here."

"But, Chief Assistant Scott, if you hadn't changed your mode of travel at the last minute, that man would have almost killed you."

"Don't worry. Although my magic power is not worth mentioning in this land, it is at least stronger than his. Besides, didn't I already inject him with poison?"

Perhaps it was because of his own metabolism of toxins, or because of the extraordinary aura of the person who came. Xi Lun clearly felt his heartbeat quicken, but he couldn't control it.

The footsteps of the magician's men or guards were getting farther and farther away, and the man's steady steps were getting closer and closer to Xilun.

Click.

The outer iron door was opened by the man, but the inner cell door was still closed. Xi Lun finally saw who the man was.

Scott, of course.

The difference is that Scott changed into a black and white windbreaker, which looked very similar to Ivan's usual dressing style.

Or rather, this was Scott's work uniform when he was the chief assistant.

At this moment, Scott looked down at Xi Lun who was sitting by the wall, and there was a hint of pride in his dark green eyes:

"Hey, Xi Lun."

"You brought me to..."

After Xi Lun realized Scott's identity, he realized it later.

Scott looked at the syringe at his feet and smiled slightly:

“It feels uncomfortable to be poisoned by the same poison again - it seems that the so-called orthodox bloodline cannot defeat the poison developed by brother Eric.”

"Eric...brother?" Xilun was stunned.

His venomous green eyes dimmed, his hands spread on both sides of his body, and he looked up at Scott slightly: "He is your brother...you are the second son...

"You're Scott Impess. Or the heir apparent."

The author's inner complaints:

"Your brain becomes sharp when you are poisoned? Normally, you are probably spoiled and have no brain to think."

There was a moment of silence.

"Haha~"

But the silence was broken by Scott's laughter:

"Hahaha, haha! What should I do? What should I do?

"Seeing the fake girl who was pampered by Haines actually looking up at me, even though it was caused by the poison - but why do I like this kind of admiration so much?!"

Ding!

System (author side) pop-up window:

"(This guy finally remembered that Scott was the one who was crazy about the original setting...) It is detected that the host has perfectly interpreted the original character's personality, and the host's prestige +30!"

"...Scott...?"

Xilun's eyes were still unfocused.

He thought Scott must be crazy. Otherwise, why would a legitimate heir to a family be so crazy?

"...You are...why are you doing this? Why am I...a fake? What on earth..."

Xiren really wanted to raise his hands, or crawl a few steps to the door, and then listen carefully to what Scott wanted to say.

Unfortunately, the dose of poison he was injected with was just right: it would not kill him, and it had an anesthetic effect, and even Xilun was still conscious.

If he had just fallen asleep, he wouldn't have seen Scott's crazy side.