before he was crowned king

"Sean, my poor child, how is your recovery? Tell me if there is anything missing." The principal walked into the room with open arms and enthusiasm.

"Principal." Sean was a little surprised at the arrival of the old man, and still kept a polite smile on his face, "My body has recovered a lot."

"That's really great." The headmaster walked to the bed with a kind face, "I hope my arrival didn't disturb your rest."

"Actually, I've been awake for quite a while." Sean said, "Principal, what can you do?"

"What happened to you in the academy, of course I, as the principal, have to come over and take a look." The principal helped Sean to sit up from the bed, "Of course, there is something I would like to ask for your opinion."

"Is it about Lady Mary?" Sean asked.

The principal was stunned: "Yes. The college is preparing to appeal. I want to ask your opinion on this matter. After all, you are the most direct victim of this matter."

"May I ask the reason first? Madam Mary...why did she do this?" Sean asked softly.

"What do you think?"

"I don't know," Sean said, closing her eyes slightly, "I remember her getting very excited when she heard my name, and then—"

"She's out of her mind." The principal sighed. "You may know that Mrs. Mary lost a child once, and then your names happen to be similar."

"So that's the case." Sean lowered his head.

"Don't worry." The principal patted Sean on the shoulder, "The college will protect your rights. No matter what the reason is, those who do bad things will have to pay for their actions."

"What will the price... be?" Sean asked.

"It depends on many factors. What do you want?" The headmaster's voice was very soft, as if he was probing something, "Her life?"

Sean thought for a while, then shook his head: "No."

The principal raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to ask: "Really? Even if she almost killed you."

"I'm still alive." Sean lowered his eyes and said slowly, "You also said that she is just sick, and she is my friend's mother."

The principal was taken aback for a moment, then stood up and hugged the young man on the bed, "Xin, you are such a kind and innocent child."

"A kind and innocent child... I was really deceived by your illusion." Not long after the principal left, the man who had been leaning against the wall and listening laughed, "You actually use words like kind and innocent to describe you, this old man It's too stupid."

"He's not stupid," Sean said lightly while sitting on the bed, "he's already got the answer he wanted."

"You mean, he wanted to protect your stepmother?" Herrera's eyes slanted slightly.

"Killing Mrs. Mary will be very troublesome. This crime is not enough. But, are you finally willing to talk to me?" Sean raised his eyes. These days Herrell often appears in this house, usually when he wakes up When, perhaps also when he was asleep.He stayed by the window, or leaned against the corner, watching everything that happened in the room like a ghost, but did not speak.

"You'd better not bring up the past." Herrera's face sank.

"What?" Sean asked.

Herrell choked for a moment, and looked out the window: "I don't know, there is nothing."

"I kind of believe that you used to be a god." Sean withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "It's really surprisingly simple."

"What are you mumbling about!" Herrell frowned.

"I seem to be a little sleepy." Sean slowly lay down on his back, "The recovery of the body is slower than expected."

"I told you a long time ago, you have to ask for trouble." Herrell snorted coldly, "After all this, you still haven't been able to kill your stepmother."

"Helaire, death is not scary at all. What people are afraid of is the powerlessness before death." Sean stared at the pale ceiling, he could hear the rain falling outside the window, "She will understand."

"Is this your own experience?" Helle asked.

Sean didn't answer, and seemed to be in a daze listening to the sound of rain.

"My body hurts a bit." After a while, he suddenly said calmly.

Helaier was stunned. Before this person was blasted dozens of feet away by the flames, he didn't see him grinning. Now he was lying on the bed and resting, but he started to cry out in pain: "It hurts... Where does it hurt?"

"Everywhere in the body," Sheen said.

Herrera pouted: "So who is to blame? You said you would recover by yourself."

"It's more realistic. It's weird to get better too soon," Sheen said, "and people will think I'm weak."

"It's kind of interesting." Herrell chuckled a few times, "This is called being weak and weak has an advantage. Who would have thought that the elephant went crazy because the ant got into his nose first?"

Raindrops as big as ink dots hit the dark blue bell jar, and the bell tower of Joshua College stood in the wind and rain.Underneath it, someone put away the old-fashioned long-handled umbrella, and opened the sealed space made of pure mithril.

"How do you feel staying here these days? Madam Mary." The man flicked the raindrops on the umbrella, "Although it's not as good as the manor, it's stronger and safer here."

"I will leave here soon." The woman sat on the wooden chair with her hair loose, "You are not qualified to dispose of me."

"Indeed, you will leave here in two days, and you will be taken over by the Imperial team." The headmaster took out a cigarette from his breast pocket, "After all, we are a place for teaching and educating people, and we are good at reasoning. It's no match for them."

Mary didn't speak, but had a disdainful sneer on her face.

"At noon yesterday, I received a letter and a broken leather travel bag full of gold coins." The headmaster exhaled a puff of white smoke, "Grand Duke Henry hoped that I would use it to help you."

"You agree?" Madam Mary raised her eyelids.

"I donated the money anonymously to the college's exclusive construction fund." The principal shook the ash in his hand, "Then I replied to Grand Duke Henry, the court of appeal will not change, but the punishment will not be necessary took your life."

Madam Mary let out a gloomy low smile: "Punishment? I am a nobleman, a one in ten thousand magician, and I will not accept any punishment."

"Mary Victoria, magic is not omnipotent. Individuals are small in front of groups." The headmaster shook his head, "There are times when everyone is powerless, just like now, you are imprisoned here like a bird in a cage."

"That's because you have tampered with my body." Mrs. Mary said angrily.

"Yes, we injected you with some paralyzing potions." The principal admitted generously, "There is no way, in order to prevent you from becoming insane, we have submitted a drug control application to the higher authorities, and the royal family has approved this document."

"Insanity...do you think I'm insane?" Madam Mary's eyes protruded, "Are you kidding me?"

"In fact, that is the case, otherwise there is no reason to explain all your abnormal behavior that day." The principal spread his hands, "Or are you willing to talk about your motives for murder and arson now?"

The two stared at each other in silence.

"He . . . is not dead," whispered Lady Mary. "He's back."

"Who is he referring to?"

"Sean Cabed." Madam Mary clenched her hands tightly, and her sharp nails pierced into the flesh of her palm. "He is still alive. He still lives in this world with a different face."

"Xion Cabed, the Viscount Xien who has passed away?" The principal was stunned for a moment, "It seems that you really forgot that you arranged the funeral of Viscount Xien."

"The coffin is empty." Mrs. Mary became emotional, "He is him, he is not dead! Since the perfume, maybe earlier! He has been lurking, planning something, he entered this academy on purpose, Deliberately joining the Falcon Club, deliberately getting close to Erics...he wants revenge, revenge on me, revenge on Alex, revenge on the entire Cabed family!"

"It seems that Viscount Sean's death has greatly stimulated you." The headmaster pursed his lips, "But why did he seek revenge from you? It sounds like you killed him."

"You won't understand." Madam Mary's eyes were deep, "He is an unkillable devil."

"Well, the book says, 'Devils can't be killed, they can only be expelled.'" The headmaster nodded slightly, "So let's talk about your matter, Mrs. Mary. Based on your mental instability, we submit it to The advice of the Imperial Court is to wear a special magical surveillance collar for you."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Mary was stunned, she suspected that she had heard wrong.

"We understand that your mental condition cannot be resolved in a short period of time, but you must receive treatment, and you need to be strictly monitored before recovery, so as to prevent such horrific injuries from happening again," the principal said, " These are normal precautions, aren't they?"

"Are you crazy! Magic monitoring collar? That's for the sub-orcs." Madam Mary gritted her teeth and said.

"Actually, it's not the same. I just said it's specially made." The principal paused and said, "If you mind very much, we can also change the collar into a ring or bracelet."

"Are you kidding, you guys want to humiliate me!" Madam Mary's shoulders trembled, "It is absolutely impossible for me to accept this kind of thing—"

"I think you made a mistake, Mary Victoria." The headmaster raised his hand and interrupted Madam Mary, "You have no right to choose in this matter. The status of a magister is indeed honorable, but you made a fatal mistake." Wrong. This is the city of St. Via, not a rural town. No matter how merciful Her Majesty is, she will not let a mentally disturbed magister stay in the capital. You are like unsteady gunpowder. Today you can set fire to the academy , who can guarantee that you will not put this fire into the palace tomorrow."

"Or do you want to be expelled from the gray wall more than wearing a magic monitor?"

Mrs. Mary was stunned, and then she realized that the principal wasn't trying to scare her.

From the beginning to the end, her attention was focused on Sean, which made her ignore many key points.

But now when she regained her composure, the development of the matter was somewhat out of her control.

"No, I can't leave the capital." Madam Mary whispered, "I can't leave."

The headmaster turned around, and his voice didn't fluctuate: "That depends on the decision of the higher authorities. You can only wait for the result quietly."

"I know the waiting process will be difficult. If you can't hold on, just think of Alex. Because of you, this child is very poor." He held the umbrella handle and opened the door to leave.Mary Victoria sat slumped on the wooden chair alone, her eyes gradually lost.

When the weather cleared up, Alex sat under the tree, and there was a bunch of wrapped pink and white daisies on the lawn beside him, just because he lingered here for a long time, the delicate petals had already drooped.The building tens of feet to the north was his destination, but he couldn't get any closer at such a short distance.

The person he wants to visit lives in this house, but the owner of the house hates him and does not allow him to approach, so he can only stare at the house from outside in a daze.

In fact, Alex felt that it was good for him to sit here like a bereaved dog. If His Royal Highness Mars really let him in that day, he might not really dare to stand in front of that person.Although it was all expected, he was still afraid that that person would look at him with hatred and anger.

"I'm really a coward." Alex sighed, he knew very well that it was useless to avoid anything, and the only solution was to face it bravely.However, what is easier said than done is often extremely difficult.Deep down in his heart, he didn't want to go into that room, as if if he didn't go in, everything wouldn't really happen, and the relationship between him and Sean could remain the same without any rift.

"What are you doing here alone?" someone asked softly.

Erics turned around and was taken aback when he saw the girl: "Your Highness Ornis?"

"Shh." Ornis quickly covered Eriks' mouth, "Don't talk, I sneaked out of the palace, if brother Mars finds out, I will be scolded."

Alex nodded.

"I heard that Sean was injured. I wanted to come over to take care of him, but Brother Mars didn't allow me to come, and I don't know how he is doing now?" Ornis let go of his hand, bent down with one hand holding the skirt, and the other With one hand, he picked up the bouquet of daisies on the ground: "Arix, you are also here to see Sean."

"I..." Alex opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"Let's just go in together. I'd be nervous to death by myself." Princess Ornis clapped her hands happily, "Brother Mars is not here now."

"But, I—" Alex was a little dazed.

"No but, this is an order from Her Royal Highness." Ornis smiled and winked at the black-haired young man.

Sean's room is full of things. He is lying on the bed, looking around are flowers, fruits, milk, and all kinds of expensive bottled wine. present.

The flowers were sent by a large group of girls, some of them were in the same class or grade, some of them were unknown to Sean, they flocked in and flocked away, leaving only the colorful room.

The bottled wine and fruit were given by members of the Falcon Society, and the representatives sent to visit him were Lambert and Irene.Sean doesn't drink much, and these valuable drinks are a waste of money for him, and he originally wanted to return them.However, Senior Sister Irene secretly told him that the only thing Falcon would send with him was fruit, and those wines were Lambert's cherished private collection.It was because I was afraid that I would lose face if it was returned, so I secretly mixed it with the things everyone bought together and sent it here.

After hearing this, Sean could only accept it.After accepting it, he asked Irene to open a bottle on the spot. Later, because he was unwell, Lambert basically finished that bottle.

As for the remaining milk, it was sent by Senior Stephen and Parker. The two stayed here for a long time and helped him destroy a lot of fruits. Finally, His Royal Highness Mars invited him out until it was dark.

This morning, Professor Nick and Udyr also visited him, but they were very busy and left after staying for an hour or two.

It was afternoon, and two more people came to his ward.

"Xion, how is your health?" the girl asked quietly while standing beside his bed.

"It's almost recovered. Thank you for your concern, Her Royal Highness Princess Ornis." Sean said gently.

Sean and the girl had a question and answer conversation. Although they were questions that had been answered many times, Sean still answered them patiently.And when the conversation becomes boring, Sean will deliberately pick some topics that girls are interested in, such as "Have the roses in the palace bloomed?" "There are a few more little white cats in the academy."At this time, the girl will happily share her knowledge, and Sean will listen and nod beside her.

From the beginning to the end of the conversation, the other person who arrived remained silent.Sean observed him many times. He stood motionless in the place where he just came in. His empty eyes were like a wooden man without thought. He didn't put the bouquet of daisies in his hand until Princess Ornis had to leave. An inconspicuous corner, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Sean called him, "Arix."

The "wooden man" turned around stiffly, licked his dry lips, and could only hold back the word "um" for a long time

"Come and sit," Sean said, "You should have something to tell me."

He stood there hesitating for a moment, and finally walked back to the room with his head down, and sat on the wooden chair beside the hospital bed.

"How are you doing?" Sean asked first.

"Okay." Alex said softly.

"Are you really okay?" Sean looked at the young man with a gloomy face.

"Fake, it's not good at all, everything is terrible." Erics thought to himself, but he couldn't say it in front of someone who suffered more misery, not to mention that this person became so miserable because of him .

He has no right to complain.

"Well, I can bear it." Alex exhaled softly, and finally raised his head, "I'm sorry, Sean, because of my mother. I... have nothing to explain, all your attitudes I I can accept it all, in short, I will do my best to make up for my mistakes, so, so..."

Erics' voice stopped abruptly, and the last sentence "Can you not throw a fork when the principal asks you to vote" was like a long fishbone stuck in his throat.

He couldn't speak.

He has to say it.

He fell into a desperate situation. No matter whether he spoke or not, the condemnation of his conscience could not be avoided, and he would become the kind of person he hated.

"Do you like to cry?" Sean asked suddenly.

Alex's mind went blank for a moment, and he subconsciously turned his head to wipe his eyes, but he found that the fundus of his eyes was dry.

"I, I didn't cry." Alex blinked hard.

"Not yet, but soon," Sean said. "Shall I get you a mirror to look at your face?"

"What's wrong with my face?" Alex asked blankly, touching his face.

"It's ugly." Sean said lightly, "It's like a little boy who followed his brother to explore the big forest. He was so scared that he was about to cry, and he was afraid of losing face in front of his brother."

Erics froze.

"I don't like to see people cry, especially men." Sean looked directly into Alex's eyes, "I hope you don't cry a second time in front of me."

Erics blinked and swallowed: "The situation was special before. I am an adult, and I have passed the age of crying."

"I hope so." Sean withdrew his gaze, "The principal looked for me yesterday."

Alex's body couldn't help trembling.

"He told me the results of the investigation, and then asked me for my opinion." Sean said slowly, "Ask me what price I hope the other party will pay for this? Is it life for life?"

Erics clenched his hands tightly, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Sean's expression.

"What do you think my answer is?" Sean turned his head and asked, "Aryx."

"I do not know."

Sean changed the question: "Would you hate me if I answered 'yes', or if I took your mother's life?"

"I don't know." Erics' expression was hidden under the shadow of broken hair, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing something, "Maybe... maybe not..., I don't know. Sean, I I don't want to make any assumptions... Such assumptions make me very painful, very painful."

"I don't want to hate you..." Alex raised his hand to cover his eyes, "I don't think I can really hate you."

"Is that so?" Sean lowered his head, and he touched his heart. Although the violent beating was only for a moment, it was extraordinarily real.At that moment, along the flowing blood, he seemed to feel the same pain as the person in front of him.

It's like losing everything and freezing alone in the deep sea.

He made a strange movement.Before his shrewd mind could react, Sean watched himself raise his hand and stroked the short black hair.

The expected silence.Erics raised his head, his eyes met, and there was a broken image in his mind, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with such an intimate movement.

"Your mother can't control her behavior. All she did was because she was sick." Sean withdrew her hand, her voice was very soft, "I won't..."

That sentence couldn't be finished, because someone rushed over like a giant sloth and hugged his upper body tightly.Sean didn't know what he was going to say, as if another self was speaking after time and space crossed.

His thoughts just now were completely broken, like an illusion.