The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Caesar wanted Helena to become a tool for healing and a victim of war, while Leon was simply doing his best to protect the one he loved.

What's wrong with that?

The empire should be the one in the wrong, right?

For the first time, Hawkeye had the idea that the Empire was wrong. Before that, he had always believed that the Empire was the spear and shield protecting the people.

War is only meant to make people's lives more prosperous.

But is that really the case?

Hawkeye has visited the slums of the most prosperous Guberland, and they're practically no different from pigsties.

Perhaps the "justice" I've always upheld is wrong?

Hawkeye felt a little heavy-hearted, and ultimately did not choose to report the matter to Leon immediately.

After Hawkeye and Chad left, Leon slumped dejectedly into a chair in the tavern.

He is very melancholy now.

I can't explain why.

Maybe it's because I don't want to die yet?

Hey, irritable ヽ('⌒?メ)ノ.

Leon looked at his current table.

There were two unopened bottles of ale on the table. Leon forcefully pried open the caps, grabbed the bottles, and took a big gulp.

This beer tastes similar to Blue Star beer, but it's a bit more sour and astringent, and the alcohol content is also much higher.

Leon wasn't a big drinker. After chugging down a large bottle, he felt dizzy and unsteady, as if the high stool he was sitting on was about to fall apart.

Leon forcefully broke open another bottle of ale, took a few sips, and then felt extremely drowsy and dizzy. He then slumped onto the table and passed out.

The wine bottle slipped from his hand, the clanging sound startling the knight guarding the door into entering...

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Leon felt someone pushing him from the side.

Then, Leon seemed to hear a man's voice calling him.

"Nephew, it's time to get up!"

Nephew...is it time to get up?

Hahaha, who is this? Is it Wu Liao? This is such a TV drama reference, and you're still using it here. Are you really that eccentric?

Leon was speechless.

Even when I'm trying to sleep, I keep pushing it off.

The Dragon King and the God of War could tolerate it, but Leon couldn't!

"Who is it? Will you let this prince sleep...sleep with...my...my royal uncle!"

Leon turned around, about to yell, but when his squinting eyes saw a familiar blond man from his memory, he was first slightly stunned, then his body jolted and he sat up abruptly.

"Uncle, what are you doing here? Where am I?"

Leon was completely bewildered. In his memory, it seemed like he was in a tavern... and he seemed to have been drinking?

"This is the guest room of the Iling City Government."

The regent, standing by the bed, replied.

“Leon, you already have a chronic illness, and you're still drinking like this. This won't do.”

The Regent spoke meaningfully.

"A chronic illness?"

Leon focused on the key question: What ailment do I have? I'm perfectly healthy!

Aside from... his muscles aren't very developed.

"Alright, I brought you a gift this time."

The Regent laughed and said, "You'll definitely like it, because you desperately need it."

"what?"

Leon was even more confused.

Then, the regent took out a palm-sized black wooden box from his pocket.

"what is this?"

Leon was puzzled.

"This is called Liuwei Dali Wan (Six-Flavor Power Pill)."

The Regent replied, "It is a highly nourishing substance of pure Yang, refined by a king-level pharmacist. It is extremely valuable, and even money cannot guarantee its acquisition."

"This... Uncle, why did you give this to me?"

Do I look weak?

Leon suddenly felt something called male pride shattered, which was even more painful than a girl calling him a greyhound.

“Nephew, don’t pretend. Your students have all told me. As your uncle who has held you since you were a child, how could I not worry about you? Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about this. Just accept it. There’s no need to be moved. You just need to remember how good your royal uncle is to you.”

The Regent smiled.

He was also hoping to use Leon to keep Leon and Caesar in check, so he couldn't afford to have a falling out with Leon.

As it stands, the Regent believes he understands Leon better than Caesar and Leon because he knows Leon's little secret.

Chapter Seventy-Six New Trouble

"student?"

Leon was somewhat puzzled.

How strange! I'm not even qualified to teach anyone, so how can I possibly take on students?

"Yes, those three female students of yours, didn't you send them to the Snow Capital—"

At this point, the Regent smiled knowingly.

Three female students...

day!

Could it be Helena and the others?

Is this a lie they told the royal uncle?

"How did my royal uncle know I have three students?"

Leon followed up on the Regent's words and asked.

"I stopped them when they tried to cross the border with your handwritten documents."

The Regent replied, and Leon's heart tightened at this point, but the Regent's next words reassured him: "Then, after a friendly inquiry, I let them go."

SO ga.

Based on his experience of watching over a thousand episodes of "New Machine Words Dig One Mo He Duo Ci" and "The Complete Sherlock Holmes Detective Series", Leon felt that he had completely figured out the situation.

hateful!?

Who on earth could be so vicious!

Doesn't this prince have any pride?

This prince is impotent!

Damn it, you bunch of brats! I'll show you what I, the prince, can do one of those days.

Even a dead duck will still have a stubborn beak! A man can't admit he's incapable!

Oh well, it's good that they're alright. As a powerful and lucky female lead, anyone who tries to hurt them will be cursed and rendered stupid. Leon is even counting on them to save his life in the future.

of course……

The premise is that I have a future...

Leon was completely speechless, but there was nothing he could do; he really couldn't do anything to Helena and Hazel.

At this moment, Leon's expression was not very pleasant, and the Regent saw all of this, and then—he smiled to himself.

He believed that this was because he had seen through Leon's secret that he had kept hidden for many years, which caused him to break down.

Oh, my poor nephew.

The Regent chuckled and patted Leon on the shoulder. As a seasoned entertainer, he felt he should deliver the final blow. "Leon, if you can't have fun at a place like the Red Theatre, you shouldn't go there again. That way, you might earn a reputation as a reformed playboy."

Uh...

Ugh, I just want to punch someone.

But he was no match for the Regent.

This is very infuriating.

"Uncle, you must keep this a secret for me."

Leon pretended to cooperate.

"Sure, sure, alright, I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

"Uncle, let me see you off."

"No need to."

"Then take care, Imperial Uncle."

Leon feigned concern, got out of bed, walked to the guest room door, and watched the Regent leave the corridor outside and walk into the staircase around the corner.

Leon then slumped back onto the bed.

He had been protecting Helena from behind the scenes and hindering Hibbert's capture plan, and this matter would definitely reach Caesar's side.

I wonder how Caesar will react when he hears this news?

Anyway... I'm afraid my standing in his heart will drop even further, which will distance me from the throne...

Caesar only has two sons, at least on the surface. Leon wouldn't dare guarantee that Caesar has no illegitimate children. Who knows, maybe one day he'll have a few more half-siblings! This isn't really anything strange.

Alright, let's get back to the main topic.

Leon now has three viable options.

The first option is to flee in fear of punishment; this mere princely status is nothing to worry about! We must get out of here before Caesar discovers the trouble and run away as fast as possible.

And then... and then he might live like a fugitive for the rest of his life, though he'll most likely be caught and brought back to the palace.

Furthermore, if he were to lose his royal status, he would be powerless to control anything, and the fate of a prince without the protection of the royal family would be predictable.

So this first option is a viable one, but the risk is just too great, and it's not a safe bet at all.

Then there is the second option, which is to take the initiative to confess to Caesar, to apologize with a thorn on one's back, and to use a self-inflicted injury as a pretext. No matter how bad things get, Caesar is still one's own father. If one's life is in danger, there is no need to worry. Caesar is not going to draw his sword and kill his own son in a fit of anger, is he?

Of course, if he really is killed by Caesar's sword, then there's nothing that can be done. It's fate that's how things are arranged. Even the brain-dead Caesar has to eliminate this bug in himself, so Leon can only accept his fate.

After all, what can Leon use to fight against the will of the world right now?

Finally, there is the third option.

That means ignoring everything, just shamelessly shirking responsibility, and waiting for Caesar to find out and summon him.

In that case, it seems not much different from the second option. In the end, one will have to accept Caesar's judgment. However, in this case, Caesar will be the one to take the initiative, and one can only respond passively. In that case, things will become even more unpredictable.

hiss~

Thinking this, Leon gasped sharply.

Therefore, it seems that the second option is more stable, which would give us the upper hand.

That's right. No matter what you do, you must never put yourself in a passive position, because being passive often means being at a disadvantage, falling into depravity, and danger.

This is similar to how people who actively learn are more likely to get into a good university, while those who learn passively generally do not achieve their goal.