before he was crowned king

"Did someone tell you something? Was it Lilian?" Mrs. Mary asked with her eyes wide open.

Alex shook his head.

"Is it someone you met in the college? A student? Or a teacher? Alex, they are all liars, how can you listen to them?" Madam Mary trembled all over, "I am your mother, this Compared with the people who treat you the best in the world, shouldn't you believe what I say?"

"You are indeed the best person to me. After my father died, you raised me up. I respect you very much. You are the only female magister in the empire. You have always been my role model since I was a child. I always believed what you said." There was a trace of bitterness at the corner of Alex's mouth, "But why did you abuse Lilian?"

"I didn't abuse her, she was in a trance, it was all herself!" Mrs. Mary raised her hand and shook the young man's shoulder, "Erics, you have to believe what your mother said, this is a trap, they just want to get out of here I took you from my side."

"It's all her own... Are you saying that Lilian made all the bruises and swellings on her body?" Alex lowered his head, "To make me turn against you?"

"That's right, Alex, this is a drama they directed and acted on their own..." Mrs. Mary raised her arms and embraced her son. This young body condensed all her hard work and all her expectations.

This is her and Norman's favorite child, and it is Norman's most outstanding work.

Alex broke free from the woman's arms silently, and took a step back.

"Alex?"

"Mother, you have disappointed me so much." Alex turned around.

"What are you talking about? Where are you going? Stop, Erics." Mrs. Mary shouted in a sharp voice. The moment she raised her hand, the intense flame turned into a python, enclosing Erics in it.

"Is this also a trap?" Erics stood still, turning his head to look at the hysterical woman behind him, "Is it because someone forced you to restrict my freedom with magic?"

"No, Alex..." Mrs. Mary opened her mouth, "It's not what you think."

"I don't know what you have to hide, but I hope you can realize your mistake. For me, family is the most important existence. No matter what happens, I will not use violence against them, let alone use such Dangerous magic. This is what I want you to understand, this is family affection." A trace of bitterness flickered at the corner of Erics' mouth, he turned his head, without using any protective magic, he approached the scorching hot body without hesitation. flame.

"Alex! Stop!" Seeing that the figure was about to be submerged in the flames, Mrs. Mary shrank her pupils and screamed at the other party.

As if being poured with a lot of cold water, all the flames were extinguished the moment the young man stepped in.

The young man's movements did not pause at all, as if he was sure that she would end the magic.Mrs. Mary panted lightly, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, she reached out her hand to prevent her son from leaving, but all she was left with was the tall and straight back of the young man. unseen.

The door opened and closed, and Mrs. Mary realized that her son, whom she had always been so proud of, had really left.

"Aryx." Fiona whispered.

The black-haired young man who propped his head in a daze immediately came back to his senses. He looked at Fiona with a blank expression on his face, "What's wrong?"

"Did you hear what Sean and I just said?" Fiona raised her hand and shook it in front of the black-haired young man.

"Sorry. I didn't hear clearly just now." Alex scratched his black hair, as if he had just woken up.

"There is a problem with the painting club's budget declaration, and Sean said that someone needs to verify it." Fiona said.

"Huh? There was a problem with the last declaration?" Alex stood up, "Do you want me to verify it?"

"It's okay." Fiona showed a worried look in her eyes, "Arix, are you not feeling well? Why don't you go with Sean, and you can rest here."

"It's okay, I'm in good health, but I slept too late last night." Erics smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, I'm fine. And the sun is so bright outside, of course, such things as running errands should be left to boys Do it, say yes, Sean."

"Fiona, if Your Highness needs me, just tell me I'll be back soon." Sean didn't answer Erics, but pushed open the door and looked at the girl.

"Okay." Fiona touched her face with her fingertips, a little shy, "It's all because I'm not very good at numbers, please, Sean."

"It's okay, it's not such a complicated matter." Sean turned and left, and Alex waved to Fiona and followed.

The cicadas on the trees kept singing. On such a windless day, there were very few students walking on the road.

Erics raised his hand to cover the glare of the sun, he slightly tugged at his collar, and rolled the sleeves of his shirt behind his forearms.

"It's really hot today."

Erics couldn't help grunting. He glanced at the quiet blond young man beside him, and found that he was still neatly dressed, even the first button of his shirt was buttoned properly, and he didn't seem to be sweating a single drop. .

Is it a physical problem?

Speaking of which, he remembered that Sean's body temperature seemed to be cooler, just like the other person's usual expression.Alexis was thinking wildly.

"Did you go back to your dormitory last night?" Sean asked suddenly.

"Well, yes." Feeling a little embarrassed, Alex immediately answered, "It was an accident the night before yesterday. I'm sorry, Sean, to trouble you."

"You're not in good spirits, what's the matter?"

Alex was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "It's nothing, didn't I tell Fiona, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night, so nothing really happened."

"A liar tends to repeat a certain sentence over and over again." Sean said lightly, "because he knows in his heart which sentence is the least convincing, and he can only emphasize it through repetition."

Alex seemed to be choking on the words, his eyes were a little dull.

"I don't care about your personal affairs, but your lie is too obvious. When Fiona came, she has been looking at the wound on your face."

"I'm sorry." Alex raised his hand and touched his face.

"Someone hit you?"

"No, it's not..." Alex's face was stiff, and finally his voice became lower, "It's just that there were some disputes and I was accidentally injured."

"With family?"

"Yeah." Alex lowered his head even lower, "I don't know if I did the right thing, she couldn't realize her mistake, and I was very angry at that time, and said a lot of things. She is My important family, maybe I should be more patient."

"Everyone's standard of judging right and wrong is based on their own position. What you think is wrong and absurd may be taken for granted in the eyes of others." Sean stopped, "Sometimes even if you use strong methods, you It’s hard not to change their minds, and all we can do is restrain ourselves.”

"But—" Alex pursed his lips. He felt that what Sean said was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

I just feel that this kind of relationship that Sean said is too indifferent.

"Go back first, I'll go up alone." Sean walked to the front of the building.

"Huh? It's all here, let me go with you." Alex raised his head and said.

"Do you want them to stare at your face?" Sean's voice could not be refuted, "Find a place to deal with it with magic, and remember to get an ice pack for it when you go back."

"Hm... well, I see." Alex touched his face, looking at the young man who walked into the building alone, his heroic eyebrows could not help but frown, "Sean...you must be concerned about me. But why does he have such a serious face, obviously he is very gentle like others, I won't do anything to make him angry again."

The painting department is a relatively small club in the college, and its location is also in a relatively remote place.Last night, an application to re-verify the budget was sent suddenly, and a request was made to double the budget.This is obviously something that Falcon will not agree to.

"Hello, where is the activity location of the painting department?" Sean asked a student who came out.

"Painting department? It seems to be on... the top floor." The student asked in surprise, "But what are you doing there? They haven't organized any activities for a long time."

Sean stepped up the stairs. Although the student said that there might be no one there, he decided to go up and have a look.If the painting department is really no longer active, then the other party is suspected of defrauding the budget.

There are still some students coming and going on the first and second floors, but the further you go up, the quieter the floors become.

Sean walked to the fifth floor and found that most of the rooms here were locked. He passed all the way and stopped until he reached the top room.

The door of this room was slightly ajar, not fully closed.

Out of politeness, Sean knocked on the door, "Hi, I'm Sean Miller, a member of the Falcon Club."

No answer.

"Sorry, I came in without authorization." Sean pushed the creaking door open.

In this sunny room, there are all kinds of picture frames and half-finished statues.Clear lines of light and shadow divide the entire space into two harmonious parts. Someone is sitting in front of the easel set up in the center, holding a pen and seeming to be smearing something wholeheartedly.

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked towards the figure who was painting. As his vision moved, the figure covered by the canvas gradually emerged.

It was a woman with curly hair, and someone Sean knew all too well.

Lilian.

Sean's pupils narrowed slightly, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

"Xion, you are finally willing to see me." The girl's voice was very soft, and unlike the last time we met, the other party's eyes were no longer empty, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Sean didn't speak. He stared at the beautiful girl blankly. He reached into his pocket with his right hand and gently held the folded medical knife inside.