before he was crowned king

Sean stood up silently, and stood behind Mars. Duke Oscar looked at the young man's expression as silent as the deep sea, and snapped his fingers.

After a while, Mars, who was lying on the chair, opened his sleepy eyes. When he saw the handsome and delicate face of Duke Oscar, his whole body seemed to be pricked by needles, and his mind immediately became more than half awake.

"I fell asleep..." Mars murmured, raising his hand to lightly cover his forehead.

His tone was full of shock, as if he couldn't believe that he would fall asleep while waiting.

A warm towel was delivered to his hand, Mars looked up at the blond youth, his voice sank, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Sorry, Your Highness, it was my negligence." Sean said.

"Go out and wait for me."

"Yes." Sean bent slightly and exited the room.

"I'm sorry, Duke Oscar. I did such a rude thing." Mars said, "I sincerely apologize to you."

"You don't need to apologize, and you don't need to be harsh on your attendant. I told him not to wake you up. The dried flowers in the Northern Territory have the effect of calming the mind. I think you must have not had a good rest for a long time." Duke Oscar said, "I brought back a lot of special products from the north, and Lin has already placed them on your carriage."

Oscar personally sent Mars to the carriage, and after watching the carriage leave the gate of Frederick Castle, he returned to the Palace of Mirrors.The mirrors of different shapes on the wall reflect the bright stars, and the dried scented tea on the table is half full, and someone is sitting with his back to the door.

"They left?"

"Leaving." Duke Oscar knelt on the ground on one knee, "Everything has been done according to your instructions."

"Good job." The man raised his hand to wipe the bright red strawberry jam from the corner of his mouth, and left the seat.

"Are you leaving now?"

"No way, I can't do without him now." The man sighed, and said casually, "Half of my god core and my god bone are all on him."

"After you prepare to—"

"Oscar, I have my own plan." The man interrupted Oscar.

"Yes." Oscar lowered his head.

"Follow what he said first, aren't you curious? How far can a mere human being be able to do it?" The man stood in front of the window, his rose-colored pupils stared at the car that drove into the winding mountain road from a distance through the gap in the curtain. The carriage, watching it turn into a small black spot, gradually moved away.

The road on the hill was rough, and the carriage was very bumpy because of it.Sean glanced at the man leaning on the railing of the carriage, and handed over the cushion on the other side.

"I don't need it." Mars said indifferently.

"Your Highness, are you angry?" Sean leaned over, lightly supported the man's wrist, and placed the cushion under Mars' arm.

"Yes." Mars closed his eyes slightly, "What happened today made me feel a little ashamed."

"Maybe you're just too tired," Sheen said.

"Even if I'm tired, I don't think I'll fall asleep in a strange place." Mars said softly, "I haven't relaxed to this extent yet."

"Do you think Duke Oscar—" Mars is not so easy to fool, Sean can only follow the other party's words.

"I don't know. There is no need for Duke Oscar to joke with me like this." Mars' exhaustion had not completely dissipated. Duke Oscar was right in one thing. Mars had indeed been dealing with various affairs for a long time. Did not fall asleep peacefully.

"Your Highness, maybe you can think of it more simply, no matter how powerful a person is, they will get tired sometimes." Sean persuaded him from the side, "You just took a nap, and the Duke didn't even leave his seat during this period." .”

Mars is a very thoughtful man, and a man like him can be very bright and lonely.Sean can often see his familiar shadow from this prince.Mars is very similar to him in the past. He obviously bears suffocating pressure on his shoulders, but his face doesn't reveal the slightest bit.They are well-thought-out and can cope with most things, but as long as they encounter something unexpected, they will become frightened hedgehogs, full of hostility and alertness to the unknown.

They become extraordinarily insecure because they rely so heavily on their own fine-grained judgment.

"During that time, you were always by my side, right?" Mars asked suddenly.

"Yes, Your Highness." Sean was slightly taken aback.

Hearing the young man's affirmative answer, Mars' expression softened a little, as if he was relieved.

Sean sat silently on the side, the carriage bumped more and more violently, and amidst the swaying, there was a sudden weight on his shoulders.

"Xion, I'm a little sleepy." The man's head suddenly rested on his shoulder, and there was deep exhaustion hidden in his voice.

"Do you want to rest for a while? There is still some time before the academy." Sean maintained his original posture.

"Can I rest?"

"Of course." Sean said softly, "I will be by your side while you are asleep."

The young man's voice has no emotional ups and downs, but it is inexplicably reassuring.Mars closed his eyes, and a low laugh rolled out of his throat.He felt that he had really changed, and what he said just now sounded like a child acting like a baby to an adult.

Maybe it's really been a long time of intrigue, and it's rare for him to pretend to be stupid for a while.

After all, after the carriage stopped, there were still many headaches waiting for him to solve.

In the middle of the night, the village of Nexco, located at the junction of the capital city and the Western Territory, was ablaze.

Lambert, who was dressed in civilian clothes, took advantage of the wind to nimbly climbed up a branch several feet high, looked at the light not far away, and frowned.A group of people with firearms rushed into this remote village like a swarm of bees. Even after a long distance, Lambert could still faintly hear the curses of men and the cries of women.

"Aren't we going to make a move?" Under the tree, a girl in a long skirt said in a low voice.She is not very old, but her long flaxen hair is coiled on her head like a woman's.

Her name is Irene, and Lambert joined the Falcon Club a year ago, and now she plays the role of Mrs. Lambert outside.Because of the same grade, although she and Lambert don't have a good understanding, they often cooperate with each other to complete some tasks assigned by the president.

"The president asked me to investigate the situation here, and didn't let us intervene." Lambert took out Wangshan from his waist, "Don't make up your own mind, you just need to follow my arrangement."

"Lambert is very sorry. I have worked with you in the Falcon Club for two years, and my feelings towards you still haven't improved." The girl with curly hair, Irene said, "You are indeed an annoying man."

"It's not for your liking that I joined the Falcon Club." Lambert held the watch mountain, and from the circular view, he saw the scene that made his stomach sick.

The woman wearing the surveillance collar was surrounded by several tall men, and her hands fell on the paper-thin body.

The huge cage was swayed and dragged by the wooden carriage, and the helpless villagers were driven in by the group holding their guns|muzzles like animals.

"How's the situation over there, show me Mount Wang." Irene kicked the stones under her feet.It seems to be a little boring.

"No need, I already understand the situation." Lambert lightly jumped down from the tree, "Now go back to the station, I want to pass the new news to His Highness."

"Going back now? Then what am I doing here?" Irene was very dissatisfied.

"As I said, I can do it alone." Lambert said coldly.

"I followed you with good intentions to protect you, is this your attitude?" Irene put her finger around the broken hair beside her ear, "A self-righteous man is not liked by women. I heard that the new civilian first-year student looks handsome and has a gentle personality. , no wonder His Royal Highness Mars and Princess Ornis are very fond of him, be careful about your status."

"It can only show that he has some skills." Lambert said, "The help a commoner can give His Highness is limited."

"That's not necessarily the case," Irene shrugged. "Joining the Falcon Society, he has half a foot in our circle. It will be a matter of time before he becomes a new nobleman."

"What happens to him in the future has nothing to do with me." Lambert's voice was cold, "As long as he doesn't betray His Highness, I won't do anything to him."

"Then if he and Princess Ornis—" Irene's tone was a little playful.

Lambert's footsteps stopped, the leaves in the woods rustled, and Irene felt the wind fleeing in all directions.

"Hey, hey, I'm just making a hypothesis." Irene lowered her head, feeling the turbulent airflow around her, "Are you so serious?"

Lambert didn't speak. After a while, his clenched hands suddenly loosened, and he walked forward quickly.

"Really, what kind of infatuation are you doing? Wait for me! I'm also a girl, okay?"

Irene looked at the lonely leaving figure, muttered softly, followed, and disappeared into the forest with the man.

The Rose Hall was pitch-black and looked like a haunted old house.Sean pushed open the door of the dormitory, and there were already people sitting there under the dim light.

A man in a black slim dress, a white silk shirt and a black bowler hat is sitting on the window sill with a glass of red wine in his hand. He is counting the stars with his head up. However, the weather today is gloomy, and there are only thick clouds in the dark night.

"Did you see Oscar today?" Herrell shook his wine glass like an elderly nobleman.

"Aren't you here?" Sean said lightly.

"I can't lie to you." Herrell chuckled lightly.

"If you don't speak, Mars and I may not be able to meet Duke Oscar."

"I just thought you were thanking me." Herrell sipped the wine glass in her hand, "What? Everything went according to what you thought, but your mood was depressed instead."

"I'm not depressed." Sean took off his coat and said coldly.

"Because the person you hate may be your own younger brother, your only relative," Herrera said mercilessly, "so I started to worry about whether I would hurt the other party."

"I've said it long ago, no matter how you pretend, you're still too soft-hearted." Herrell's voice sighed, "True people hurt others, and gentle people hurt themselves."

"I don't think the same way as you do." Sean said with a low voice, he never liked such a beautiful and weak word like tenderness.

"But, you wavered."

As Heleer was speaking, his rosy eyes shifted to the right, and the wine glass in his hand was suddenly taken away by the blond youth.

He witnessed the other party drank the rest of the red wine in one gulp.

"What are you doing?" Herrell frowned slightly, the behavior of the blond young man was uncharacteristic.

"Helaire, you don't know me that well." There was a sleeping beast hidden in the eyes of the blond-haired young man, and for a moment, Helaire seemed to see the sharp fangs of the opponent, "So don't take me for granted."