before he was crowned king

"It's great that you can think so clearly." Herrell snorted coldly, "This contract is indeed your only bargaining chip for a fair dialogue with me."

"I want to see Oscar Frederick." Sean said his request.

"You can use him under my banner." Herrell calmed down, leaning his back against the railing, leaning back, his long golden hair hanging outside, "If you can do it."

Sean looked away from Hlear, and he realized that he was getting emotional.Looking back, the relationship between him and this god was the simplest employment transaction.The transaction itself is a process of squeezing each other, and if there is a little concealment and deception in it, what is worth investigating.

Spending most of the time inseparably allows the two to get used to each other's existence. This process is really easy to create the illusion of mutual familiarity and trust.

"Only limited to the contract aspect, I grant you the privilege of responding to requests."

"This is enough."

"However," Helaier's body was still leaning back, his waist drew a nice line, and his arms were stretched out of the railing, "If you fail in the end, you will bear all the responsibilities, and everything you have will no longer belong to you .”

"I understand." Sean watched the man fall silently from the balcony like a cloud and disappeared without a trace.

The door lock behind him opened and closed with a "click" sound. Sean turned around and found a maid pushing a dining car in, and the silver-haired man followed her unhurriedly.

"Your Highness Mars." Sean walked back into the room and bowed slightly to salute. He knew that what Herrell just said was almost a joke, but Sean still acted very cautiously in front of Mars.

Fortunately, the honorable prince was smiling, and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

"You're already awake? Why are you standing on the balcony in such little clothes?" Mars walked over, and at some point there was an extra coat in his hand, which was gently draped over Sean's shoulders.

"Your Highness..." Sean frowned slightly, and he could feel the obvious sense of disobedience from Mars' actions.

"Are you hungry? I have prepared some food for you." Mars smiled. At this moment, the elegant smile on the prince's face was like the dawn before dawn. It was warm and beautiful, and it was all yours alone. figure.Faced with such a smile, even if you know that the other party is not a sincere girl's feelings, you can't help being moved by it.

The maid lifted the silver cover, and inside was a set of luxurious porcelain tableware, two perfectly fried pure meat sausages, one side of fried eggs as regular as the sun, two pieces of fluffy and crispy croissants, and several side dishes , roasted tomatoes, baked mushrooms, beef cubes and a sauce made of fish roe.

"Give it to me." Mars took the divided knife from the maid, and under the astonished gaze of the maid, he personally divided the sausage into small pieces that are easy to use.

"You can go down." Mars ordered, "Let them prepare the carriage, we will go to the academy later, Sean still has classes in the morning."

"Yes," said the maid.

Sean watched the maid close the door of the house. He looked away, only to see a table knife poking a sausage piece facing him.

"Thank you for your gift." Sean took the knife, he didn't eat it immediately, but asked first, "Your Highness, last night—"

"You fainted among the flowers in the courtyard." Mars left the dining car, and he sat on the sofa, his tone could not hear any emotion, "Fortunately, I saw that you didn't return, so I sent someone to find you first .”

Sean's throat rolled, and he put down the tableware in his hand. He was thinking about how to explain such an absurd scene, but Mars continued to speak.

"I know you're not such a careless person." Mars sighed, "It seems that someone targeted me, so you were implicated."

Sean froze for a moment, somewhat unexpectedly, Mars actually found an excuse for him.

"Your Highness, did something happen at the banquet last night?"

"For some reason, Her Majesty suddenly came up with the idea of ​​getting engaged to me." Mars clenched his hands slightly, and said in a deep voice, "She is interested in Viscount Carle's sister, Miss Serena."

Sean remembered that Viscount Carle was the entourage of His Royal Highness Fern. If he remembered correctly, Mars' resentment at this time would be incomprehensible.

"Are you ready to accept the engagement?" Sean asked.

"If mother insists on this, then I can't change the result." Mars smiled bitterly, "How could she be so biased, obviously Fern is not engaged, isn't she? In her eyes, we Is it an accessory of my brother?"

"Your Highness." The emotion expressed by Mars was a little sudden, and Sean could only give what he thought was appropriate comfort, "The queen has not yet finalized this matter, and there is a possibility of a turnaround. And you were just in front of that maid Well acted."

Having said that, Sean also understood Mars' uncharacteristic behavior just now.

"You're really sharp." Mars was slightly taken aback, "I'm sorry, Sean, I made such a decision without your consent."

"You don't have to worry about it." Sean said seriously, "I have already pledged my allegiance to you. If I can help you, I don't mind losing some of my reputation and playing tricks in front of everyone. But can this method really solve your predicament?"

"what do you mean?"

"Perhaps Miss Serena will refuse to get engaged because of your plausible scandals. It's just that you drive away this one. If you can't change Her Majesty's mind, you will still fall into the same predicament again in a short time." Sean calmly Analyze the pros and cons.

"You're right, this is only a temporary solution." Mars nodded, and Sean said that he agreed, "How do you think I should do it?"

"Defeat Her Highness Fern and prove to Her Majesty that you are the most suitable candidate." Sean looked at Mars and said, "You will leave the academy completely in less than a year, if you really If you want to do something, you can't keep hiding in the shadow of His Royal Highness Fern."

"You understand what I want." Mars raised his eyelids and stretched out his right hand to the young man in front of him, "Xion, you will help me, right?"

"Of course, I swear that I will do my best to make your wish come true." Sean held Mars' extended hand, and he knew that his words had touched the other's eager ambition.

At this moment, the proud prince finally included him in his camp.

The distance between the palace and the academy was not too close. Even though the carriages were unimpeded on the streets of the capital, by the time Sean arrived at the academy, half of the first alchemy class taught by Nick had passed.

"Sorry, Professor, I'm late." When Sean walked in, the entire classroom was silent, and the students below were all holding quills, with a horrible look on their faces. The table was covered with parchment paper questions about the length of his height.

"Sean Miller. Although you are my most proud student, it doesn't mean that I will put water on your grades." Professor Nick's tone did not wait for any affection, "This exam will directly determine your intermediate grades , you only have one-third of the time left."

"I'm sorry, Professor, it was my negligence. I will hurry up and answer." Sean took the folded test paper, found a seat by the window and sat down.

"This paper has 1 pages, 1 questions, and half an hour to hand in the paper," a murmur came from the front, "Unless you can solve two questions in one minute, otherwise this time Test No.[-] must be mine."

Sean raised his eyes slightly, and in front of him sat a short boy with a somewhat rustic ponytail, lying on the table, his back looked like a mole that was looking for food.