God's family

"Yesterday... are you okay?" Leon hesitated for a long time looking at Roger, who was a little out of spirits, and then leaned over to him and said softly.

"...It's okay." Roger raised his eyes and glanced at Leon. Although he tried his best to calm down, he still had a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"That's good." Leon looked relieved, and he didn't know if he could see the grief and anger that Roger smashed his teeth into his stomach, and said with relief and fuel, "Although I didn't I thought that Nexant would do such a thing, but... I guess it would be uncomfortable for him to become an armor, so don't be too familiar with him."

Roger took a deep breath, and changed the subject stiffly: "Who made that wooden curtain outside the tent?"

"...It's me." Theodore coughed lightly, "You don't need to thank me."

"Thank you?!" Roger was terrified, "Don't you think this is completely trying to cover up?!"

"But you don't want... the voice to be heard by others, do you?" Theodore raised his chin, with a guilty conscience in his arrogance.

"...I can use shielding spells myself, thank you." Roger rubbed his forehead.

"I thought you didn't have time to think about this anymore." Theodore said truthfully.

Roger was silent for a moment, not knowing how to refute for a while.

"Cheer up." Leon patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Believe me, everyone is just worried about you. No one will think about it. You just need to keep your usual appearance."

Roger nodded—and that was all for now.

Leon was right. Except for Leon and Theodore who had close contact with him, no one else guessed the truth of the matter.Everyone was worried about his sudden weakness and flushed cheeks—this was basically similar to the previous symptoms of fainting and high fever, but it happened suddenly and inexplicably.

Although this turmoil did not cause any trouble under Roger's fear, he found painfully that, as the chief culprit, Laycent did not quit as soon as it was good, but became more and more arrogant.

...Of course, from another perspective, it seems that he has perfectly integrated the main body of the armor, he can control his "body" as he likes, and he is getting more and more used to... Treating himself as, as, as, He, armor, armor, even the most basic sense of shame is gone!

During meals, conversations, and even serious occasions when discussing business affairs, Roger endured the harassment of his own armor all the time. With the increase of "experience", Roger summed up the way of coping with his own blood and tears.First of all, it is not to have any intimate actions with anyone. Once this happens, nothing can stop Lacente from messing around.Secondly, if the situation is not serious, if he is not alone, Nexant can restrain himself somewhat, and once he hides out of fear of losing his composure, it will definitely make Nexant even more unscrupulous.

As a result, more and more people know that their leader "Lesant" has not fully recovered. Even though he is unable to breathe from time to time and has a fever all over his body, he still insists on not falling down and fulfills his own mission with due diligence. Work—what a beautiful misunderstanding.

On the contrary, the existence of Roger appeared less and less, claiming to the public that he was exhausted because of taking care of Laicant, but in fact Roger knew very well that if Laicant showed that weak and weak appearance It's just that the serious injury has not healed, and if I am like that... Huh, I don't know how people think about it!

Being tired of dealing with Nexant is one aspect, and on the other hand Roger is also having a headache as to how to arrange Lyon and others.As the threat of the demons became smaller and smaller, the agreement between him and the new god Ulysses gradually came to an end. Roger could not give up Lysante, so naturally it was impossible to shake hands with Ulysses. And, if there is a conflict, the result is that life or death cannot be determined.

It would be best if they were alive, so that they would have enough time to arrange the next thing, but if they were to die...then Roger had to plan their way out for those who followed Lacente .

It's a pity that the reason why few people do rebellion unless it is absolutely necessary is because the consequences are too serious to bear, and very few people can retreat unscathed after fighting for the position.After thinking about it, Roger has never thought of a perfect solution, but unexpectedly, someone gave him a pillow while he was dozing off. The sudden visit of an unexpected person moved Roger's heart slightly.

The second prince Rafael thought his actions were secretive, but he didn't know that his whereabouts had been discovered long ago. Roger relied on his demigod body and the protection of the divine armor of Laisant to prevent the guards from blocking him. His actions allowed him to flow smoothly into Lecent's camp.

Then, Raphael, who was quite complacent, saw the well-prepared "Leacent" sitting there, watching his every move with cold eyes.

Immediately, Raphael's face flushed, and there was a hint of anger on his young and still childish face, but he quickly suppressed it—it seems that he has also grown a lot during this period of time, and he is no longer the same as before. That's childish.

"You knew I was coming?" Raphael pursed his lips, stood up straight, and asked a little.

"..." Roger was silent for a moment, hesitating whether to follow Nexant's style, or "let down" and have a relationship with Raphael.Soon, he decided to neutralize the two, so he nodded slightly.

Probably because he was ignored by Nexant in the past, Raphael's expression softened just by this response. He stepped forward and raised his chin: "I'm here this time to say goodbye."

"...Farewell?" Roger was stunned for a moment, and Lycent's indifferent face was almost broken.

Raphael's expression sank suddenly, not because of Roger's inquiry, but because he remembered what he had discovered during this period of time: "Why am I the orthodox heir? In fact, I am just a respected bishop It’s nothing more than a puppet supported by my lord! But even if I suffer a crushing defeat in this battle, I will definitely not become a weapon used by the temple to seize power!”

"You know everything?" Roger lowered his eyes, his voice cold.

"...Sure enough, I'm the only one who can't see clearly, and I can laugh so complacently that I think I'm the Lord of Destiny!" Raphael laughed at himself, "So I'm leaving, and I'm leaving completely, and let Lawrence My lord, go make it yourself!" After a pause, he turned his head awkwardly, "However, instead of letting that bastard Yalar take the throne, I would rather that person be you! He must have killed the king father, so promise me ,...Brother..." I don't know if it has been more than ten years since I called this title, Rafael was a little stiff, "Brother, you must not spare him!"

This is the first time that Roger saw Raphael treat Nexant with such a normal attitude. If it is said that before he was like an angry child resenting being surpassed by someone who was originally not good, holding back his energy to prove himself, If he wants to take revenge, then the current him is more like a younger brother who is at a loss and depends on his elder brother.

When a person is excellent, other people may be jealous, but if a person surpasses his opponent too much and becomes an existence that can only be looked up to but unattainable, then everyone can still admire and respect him.

Raphael finally knew how powerful his elder brother was. The figure riding on the back of a dragon and turning things around turned his previous efforts into childlike jokes in an instant. However, the first person who thought of relying on him turned out to be his elder brother who had been regarded as a thorn in his side.

Aral is the murderer of his father and his enemy, Lawrence is a traitor who wants to steal the country, only his brother who is related by blood is standing on the same front with him—even if they are not on the same front, they still have a common enemy.

Rafael's pride prevented him from seeking asylum, so he just handed over his unfulfilled wish to Lacent, and then went to find a new path by himself.

"Why, don't you do it yourself?" Roger calmly looked at Raphael who was annoyed and clenched his fists tightly to suppress his emotions, and said calmly, "You always know that I have no interest in the throne."

Not expecting Roger to say this at all, Raphael was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a long time, he asked dumbfounded: "Then, why are you..."

"Self-protection." Roger spit out two words succinctly, but Raphael naturally understood his meaning immediately.

"...But you don't need it now? That's right, with your current strength and status, even if Yalar and Lawrence want to do something to you, they have to weigh it carefully..." Raphael murmured, and then As if thinking of something, he immediately raised his tone, "Even so, you have to do it! Do you want Yalar or Lawrence to get what they want?!"

"I'm not interested in the throne, and I don't want them to get their wish, so you do it, and I will assist you." Roger said firmly.

Raphael was so shocked that he didn't say a word for a long time. After a while, he looked at Lacent as if he was looking at something strange: "You mean... you want to help me ascend the throne?"

Roger nodded to prove that Raphael did not hear hallucinations, nor did he misunderstand.

"...Why." Raphael asked softly, with a hesitant expression.

"The throne is just trouble for me." Roger tilted his head, and said what the other party said when he discussed with Lacente, "Do you think I will take it seriously?"

For those who knew the real identity of Laycent, his thinking like this was perfectly reasonable, but for outsiders who knew nothing about it, such domineering and sloppy words were indeed a bit too hateful.

Thinking that what he had worked so hard for but failed miserably is already available to others, and what is even more irritating is that this person is dismissive of this thing, Raphael couldn't help but blushed again angrily, feeling that he was deeply However, he felt extremely powerless at the same time.

...He and Lacent seemed to be people of two worlds and two levels from the very beginning.He is a frog watching the sky from a well, while Lacent is a dragon soaring in the sky.

"What if I don't agree?" Raphael clenched his fists. He naturally had his own pride, and he was unwilling to accept the throne that was handed over—even if it was his dream.

"Then I won't guarantee that your wish will be fulfilled." Roger replied frankly.

Raphael took a few deep breaths, deep in his heart, heaven and man were at war.It's just a hypocritical self-esteem that's all. If such self-esteem is discarded, then this is undoubtedly a very good deal for him.He loves his own group deeply. At the very beginning of the Demon Race invasion, he wanted to charge at the front line, but was strongly stopped by Lawrence. From that day on, cracks appeared in the cooperation between him and Lawrence. Raphael gradually sobered up, and gradually heard Lawrence's real intentions, and the "cooperation" finally broke down.

Laycent is unwilling to be king, unwilling to take on the responsibilities of the human race, but he is willing. When Laycent did not show his excellence, he was smart and brave since he was a child, and in the hope of everyone, he regarded the human race as a own future responsibilities.

Here is his responsibility, as well as his father-killing enemy, so why should he abandon such an opportunity for his own self-esteem?

"...I promise." Raphael slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was firm, "So, what do I need to do?"

"My people, my army, will belong to you from now on. The only condition is that you should fulfill the responsibilities of a leader to them." Roger replied calmly.

"If they follow me, of course I will. For me, the people from Lawrence and Yalar are the real enemies." Raphael nodded vowingly, "But how can you make them listen to me?" I know, but you are all on their minds!"

"Of course I have a way." Roger, who had achieved his wish, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, instantly softening Lycent's cold face.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll backfire and harm you?" Rafael's temper was a little on the rise again, he really couldn't understand Nexant's confident appearance all the time - even though this was the first time he smiled at himself.

"You once said that even Lawrence and Yalar couldn't shake me." Roger snorted lightly.

"...Yes, I did say that." Raphael nodded, probably feeling a little dizzy, "But to be honest." Looking at Lacent's face, Roger's usual With a gentle expression, Raphael's eyes were a bit complicated, "You have changed a lot, you are... different from before."

Roger was shocked immediately, he got out of his complacent state, and continued to turn his face back: "You have also changed a lot."

"Heh...that's true." Raphael didn't delve into it, and nodded lightly, "Everyone will gradually mature and become smoother, there is no doubt about it."

Roger was relieved.

"Then,... Happy cooperation, brother." Raphael stretched out his hand, and the exhausted him became confident and full of vitality again.

With a casual expression, Roger firmly held his hand back.

Agreement reached.