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Chapter 960 The Importance of Fame

"There is no way, justice only means something to people who believe in justice, and it is useless to people like him."

After looking at Prince Vernon kneeling in front of him, the old king with orange-skinned hair sighed softly, and said with a slightly helpless look:

"Don't kneel down, you're right. In any aspect, we can't afford to offend that Prince Lyon. It's just right to leave him like this."

"But I still...ah..."

Prince Vernon lowered his head when he heard this, and then said a little disgusted:

"Father, I asked the guards around me and the priests outside the deep sanctuary. Everyone said that I brought him in, and I lost consciousness while talking to him, so it was probably because he took control of me!

As for what he said he was wronged, the matter was actually done by Aunt Olivia, it was definitely nonsense! Although Aunt Olivia is... quite random, she is not a lunatic. How could she expose the entire Deep Sanctuary? ”

“…”

Aunt Olivia...that's not sure!

She is very nice to children and doesn't bully you and play with you. So you younger generations have filters for her. Only older people know how hard you Aunt Olivia was...

"Okay, get up quickly!"

After recalling the terrible experience of being dominated by Aunt Olivia, the old king couldn't help but tremble, then lifted the king's scepter in his hand, knocked Prince Vernon's thigh hard, and then said unhappily:

"Let's do this for the matter in the deep sanctuary. We can't do anything about that Prince Lyon, and we have to rely on him to investigate "low fever" and hair color. Just pretend you haven't seen him today. For people like him, our "justice" has no meaning.

But you...you have had contact with him today. When chatting with you, did he mention to you how he is going to check for hypokinesis? ”

"It shouldn't be..."

After carefully recalling the content of his conversation with Lyon, Prince Vernon shook his head and said:

"He did not mention the question of hypokinesia, nor did he mention why everyone's hair color changed. He only asked Aunt Olivia's story... Oh yes, except Aunt Olivia, the most question he asked was about our Kalevin Kingdom."

Questions about the Kingdom?

The old king frowned slightly when he heard this, and then asked in confusion:

"What did he ask?"

"It mainly involves the policies such as codes and regulations, as well as the situation of great nobles and merchants, as well as some prices, specialties, transportation planning, urban distribution, industrial sectors, etc., but I don't pay much attention to these things in normal times, and I basically don't answer them... Oh, right!"

After frowning and thinking about it, Prince Vernon added:

"After finding that I couldn't answer those questions and only knew the situation of the royal family, he changed the topic and asked who had the qualifications to inherit the throne and the current successor."

"What?!!"

When the old king heard this, he couldn't help but stare at the wide open, then he violently paused the scepter in his hand, and asked with an extremely ugly expression:

"Have he really asked you all this?"

"Ah? I really asked."

"Then after he asked whether he was particularly concerned about those good-looking princesses of the right age?"

"ah?"

After being asked by the old king, Prince Vernon blinked and said somewhat uncertainly:

"I didn't pay much attention to this...but after asking the heirs' names, he did ask a few of them specifically about their age."

"He asked about women's age, not men's age, right?"

"It seems...yes?" It's over, it's really over now!

After hearing Prince Vernon's answer, the old king couldn't help but feel darkness in front of him. He felt a scattered star in front of him, and his heart seemed to be stuffed with a big stone, and he couldn't even breathe.

When Prince Vernon was shocked, he rushed over and patted the two close servants on the front and back. After finally helping him to calm down, the first thing the old king did was to pick up his crutch... a scepter and slapped at Prince Vernon.

"You...ah, cough, cough, cough, **** it! You will answer whatever he asks you? Are you brainless?"

"oops!"

He never expected that the old king would suddenly attack. He was knocked out in danger and suddenly, and a big red bag suddenly appeared on Prince Vernon's forehead.

"Father!"

After calling out loudly, Prince Vernon, who was beaten for no reason, quickly resisted the old king's cloak stick technique and retorted with grievance:

"It's not that you asked me...oh! Didn't you say that Prince Lyon is not easy to mess with, so he will give whatever he wants and try to meet his requirements? I just answered a few questions from him. This is not something that must be kept confidential."

"You...ah...you idiot!"

After playing a set of whole-child sticks, the old king blushed like a cooked crab, and even his wrinkles flattened a lot, stopped attacking, gasped with his scepter, and then gritted his teeth and scolded:

"Is that the question you answered? What you gave him is not the answer, it is the throne of me and your elder brother!"

"ah?"

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"A bastard! I'll ask you! Did you not finish reading the files that your elder brother had specially transferred to you before he went to investigate the Lumen Church?"

"this…"

Prince Vernon blinked and subconsciously took a step back, avoiding the attack range of the old king's scepter, and then said guiltily:

"It's not that I haven't finished watching it... it's just that I haven't read too much..."

Then didn’t you just haven’t finished watching it!

"Father, I don't want to read it either. The main reason is that the time is too urgent, and the files given by my elder brother are too thick..."

Seeing the old king's eyes bulging and wishing he could rush over and bite him, Prince Vernon quickly spoke up and said:

"You know how serious the elder brother is. The files he sent me there are three fists thick! I stayed at home for two nights, and my eyes were blurred and I turned to one-third... Father, why don't you tell me what happened to Prince Lyon?"

"well!!"

Looking at his stupid son who still didn't understand the seriousness of the matter, the old king couldn't help but sigh heavily, then leaned on his throne and said weakly:

"Actually, it's no wonder you. Since he has set his sights on us, he will check it himself even if you don't say it... You don't need to know that there are too many. You just need to know that he is a pervert, has the habit of "collecting" the princess, and will help him seize the throne with the "collecting" princess."

"Ah? There's still such a thing?!!"

"Haha, this kind of thing has happened several times! Koroc, Echto, Mifara... just wait!"

Recalling the information he saw in the archives, the old king looked at the ceiling with his eyes blankly and murmured with a chill all over:

"If I guess correctly, it won't take long before he will come to me with your sister or sister and force me to retreat quickly..."

"His Majesty!"

Halfway through the old king's words, a close servant suddenly ran in from outside the hall, and reported loudly with a panic look:

"The Prince Lyon escaped from prison! He brought Prince Ariel, Prince Tristana, and Prince Anbes to the main hall and said he wanted to see you!"

(End of this chapter)