Chapter 154 The Chaotic Situation

"Huh? What did you say?"

Seeing Haven's thoughtful expression, Louise asked, puzzled.

"Oh, it's nothing~ it's nothing~ I mean, I see."

"So what? Mom, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to stay out of it and not get involved, or have you already picked a target and are ready to place your bet again, like last time?"

Louise was somewhat surprised, and even a little unfamiliar, by Haven's sudden seriousness.

At that moment, the light in Haven's eyes was like that of a mature adult. Louise wondered if it was just her imagination, but for a moment, she even felt as if she were talking to her father.

After a moment of distraction, Louise snapped out of her daze, and Haven had returned to his harmless demeanor, as if what had just happened was a hoax.

"No~~~"

Louise paused and continued:

"As I just said, I've told you so much not because I wanted to influence your thinking, but because I wanted to tell you about the situation you're facing and the complex information behind it."

As for what happens in the future, that's your choice.

After all~~~~~”

As she said this, a hint of sadness flashed across Louise's eyes.

"Even in the most meticulously planned and thoughtful schemes, once you decide to personally enter the game, you may become a piece that can be eliminated at any time, and sometimes the one that eliminates you is the most inconspicuous one."

In this respect, your uncle Anduette proved with his life that once you're in the game, everyone's fate is the same; victory is only relative.

Upon hearing his mother suddenly mention his older brother Anduette, Haven suddenly realized that his uncle had died in an accident shortly after his birth, and now it seemed that it was not an accident.

"So Uncle Anduette didn't die in an accident, as you told me when I was a child?"

Louise, her expression sorrowful, silently shook her head, her eyes already slightly reddening.

"If you say it wasn't an accident, it doesn't seem very likely. After your uncle helped Prince Frederick ascend the throne, he became the youngest vice minister in the Senate in return, and perhaps in a few years, he will become the regent."

But as I've been saying, if you want to gain something, you have to pay the corresponding price.

When Frederick IV became emperor, the Cavendish family clearly took sides, and His Majesty repaid the Cavendish family for their contributions after ascending the throne. These repeated exchanges made the two sides resemble allies even more than allies.

This kind of bound alliance is not something you can withdraw from once you've obtained the relevant benefits and are satisfied. Instead, you must continue to support and complement each other until all problems are resolved or you are overwhelmed by countless problems.

Therefore, after becoming the youngest Vice-President of the Senate, Anduette himself became increasingly cautious, especially since Frederick IV, as the new emperor, implemented a series of sweeping policy changes upon taking the throne.

As she spoke, she let out a soft sigh, as if expressing her feelings. In Louise's eyes, her father, her brother, and her husband were all like flames burning, vying for every patch of grass that could be burned. She didn't understand this when she was young, but perhaps she does now.

If one doesn't become a wildly expanding flame capable of burning anything, then one day, after burning away everything that can burn, what awaits them is destruction. Whether to become a larger flame or just a small, or perhaps not-so-small, flame that may eventually go out is not a difficult choice for anyone with ambition, ideals, and aspirations.

"It was precisely because of this that Frederick IV's policies damaged the interests of some of the great nobles, which made it difficult for some things to proceed. Faced with this predicament, Brother Anduette, through cooperation with Frederick, the military, and other forces, managed to smoothly transition the situation."

It was precisely this situation that led to the incident on a warm, sunny afternoon when the eldest brother was about to visit the city of Isk. While his magical carriage was passing through the Keira Forest, it was suddenly attacked by a Black Moon Red Bear. The frightened horse dragged the carriage wildly through the dense forest and eventually crashed off a cliff.

Afterwards, Frederick IV dispatched secret agents from MI8 to investigate and track down the perpetrators, but they found nothing. There was nothing strange about the whole process, and even the enraged Black Moon Red Bear was just in its mating season and would attack anything dangerous in its territory.

Despite the deep resentment, without any clues or evidence, they could only acknowledge that this was a heartbreaking moment for everyone.

After slowly finishing her explanation, Louise still seemed to be recovering from her somewhat sad mood.

"This...this...this accident was so clumsy, but then again, did my grandfather just have to accept it without a second thought?"

Looking at Haven, who looked as conflicted as if he were constipated, Louise knew her son was about to say something strange again, but since she wasn't in a good mood, she held back.

"Of course not, but I don't quite understand why Father didn't let His Majesty continue the investigation. Instead, he saved the three Speakers of the Senate again six months after my eldest brother's death. But at that moment, I could clearly feel that your grandfather had aged, in his mental state."

"Alright, let's not talk about these sad and upsetting things anymore. Let's get back to what I mainly wanted to tell you when I called you back today."

The moon had slowly risen outside, and the magical streetlights of the Cavendish Marquis Manor lit up one by one, their pale yellow glow quickly making the exquisitely constructed manor appear hazy.

"His Majesty Frederick's current six children are His Highness the First Prince Georgia, His Highness the Second Prince Gor, Princess Mariania, Prince Louis, Prince Anderseisa, and Princess Alice, whom you have already met."

Apart from the newly adult Prince Andersesar and the underage Eighth Princess Alice, who have not shown any ambition for the throne, the other members of the royal family have all expressed their intentions in various ways.

Among them, His Highness Prince Georgia is favored and supported by various nobles, but currently only a few high-ranking nobles have directly expressed their support, and he does not have an overwhelming advantage.

Prince Gore, the second prince, was born to the second queen, who hailed from the southern provinces. Therefore, Prince Gore essentially had the support of the entire southern province. However, he didn't possess an overwhelming advantage; in fact, given his mother's birth and the poor relationship between the southern nobles and Frederick IV, this might even be a disadvantage. As for Princess Mariania, the fourth princess, you'll likely meet her soon. She currently teaches at the Royal Academy, and some of her courses happen to be the ones you'll be taking. As a member of the royal family, she holds a high position and prestige within the Mage Guild, but in terms of pure ability, she's not a top contender.

As for the Fifth Prince Louis, he has neither the support of the upper nobles nor abundant maternal resources, but he is highly respected in the military. Your father has praised him more than once. He is currently the supreme commander of the Simaya Coastal Defense Line in the Eastern Province, and has been fighting against the invading sea tribes for many years.

For them, your identity and what you represent are what they need most. In fact, with your support, their chances of ascending the throne would increase significantly.

After listening to his mother's description, Haven finally realized how important and awesome he was.

"me?"

As she spoke, she pointed to herself and asked again, still in disbelief:

"Me? Am I really that amazing?"

Seeing Haven's eyes start rolling around, Louise couldn't help but say in an annoyed tone:

"I've told you all this so that when you face these people in the future, you'll understand the consequences of your current decisions and choices. You represent not just yourself, but the entire North."

Rumors have been circulating lately that your father is to be promoted to marquis, and I think you understand what such a promotion signifies at this time of year.

"That goes without saying. It's probably because that old emperor is about to do something to offend the old man again, so he's giving him a consolation prize to appease him."

Louise seriously considered what Haven said. She could only say that her son did have a very keen sense of things and his perceptions were quite sharp. But it was precisely this perpetually nonchalant and lazy demeanor that made people grit their teeth in anger.

"It's good that you know. Alright, it's getting late. You have school tomorrow. Think carefully about what I'm telling you."

Hearing that it was finally over, Haven breathed a sigh of relief. The discussion with his mother had left him as exhausted as if he had attended a long lecture. He stood up, stretched, and turned to walk towards the door. Halfway there, as if remembering something, he turned back to Louise and said:
"By the way, Mom, you need to get Serena enrolled too, so she can go to the academy with me."

After chatting with Serena and Lori for a while longer, Haven finally dragged his tired body back to his room. So sleepy that he felt like he could barely keep his eyelids open, Haven fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.

On the outer wall, invisible to humans, the invisible protective net, the Dragon Fire Array, originally composed of various rules and orders, fluctuated slightly, but quickly returned to calm. This brief fluctuation only attracted the attention of a few powerful individuals on the continent, but just as these powerful individuals wanted to investigate what had happened, everything had already returned to calm.

Lying in bed, Haven felt as if he were having a very real dream.

In the dream, there were only two people inside the carriage. Thanks to the rapid advancement of magical technology, the meticulously designed magical carriage not only had significant improvements in defense and various functions, but its interior space had also increased from the original dozen square meters to about forty square meters.

At the desk, a thin, slightly pale young man was flipping through various documents, his dark brown hair obscuring his eyes.

After a long while, hearing a noise coming from the sofa, the young man raised his head, gently pushed up the crystal glasses that had slipped down to the bridge of his nose, and turned to look at the platinum-blonde-haired youth lying on the sofa. The half-length platinum-blonde hair covered the left half of his face, and a faint scar ran across his face from his right eyebrow to his right cheekbone. At this moment, the young man's brows were furrowed, his expression changed repeatedly, and his mouth opened and closed, but no one could hear what he was saying.

"Havent, Haven, are you having another nightmare?"

Helge tidied up the documents on the table and put them aside. He got up, walked to the sofa, and gently nudged the white-haired youth.

Haven slowly opened his eyes, looked at his best friend and comrade-in-arms Helge kneeling in front of him, and rubbed his head, which was still a little confused from the dream.
"Ah~ Did I fall asleep? I'm so sorry, I was planning to work on the documents with you."

"It's alright, leave these simple things to me. You should save your energy to deal with them; they're a real handful of troublemakers."

"So that you can focus on what you're supposed to do, isn't that exactly my job as an advisor?"

Rubbing his slightly sore eyes, Haven, who looked much more mature, climbed up from the recliner.

"Thanks, you've worked hard, Heigl."

Before the two could exchange more than a few words, a violent commotion erupted in the room. The pen holder on the table was overturned, pens scattered all over the floor. Having sensed what was happening, Haven helplessly shrugged.

"I thought I had shaken them off."

Helge, who was standing to the side, tidied up his things, reached out and opened the window. When he saw the view on the distant mountain ridge, he was stunned.

A gigantic, dark red worm emerged from the ground, its massive body bursting through the earth, sending dirt and rocks flying everywhere. As the worm rose higher, even the giant trees on the mountain were swept into the air, making the entire earth tremble.

This fleshy worm was unusually large, giving off a strong sense of oppression. Its body was covered with a thick layer of keratin, making it look incredibly hard. On the outside of its head were six huge eyes, flashing with a fierce light.

As the worm grows taller, its body gradually becomes straight.

When the worms reached a height of about 300 meters, they suddenly stopped rising and began to make a strange movement—similar to rumination.

The flesh worm opened its four-lobed mouth and began to vomit out large amounts of fleshy balls. These balls rapidly expanded in the air, becoming enormous spheres about two meters in diameter. They whirled and spun in the air, emitting a low buzzing sound.

"Angola Black Demon Worms! Looks like we're in trouble. Perhaps this negotiation meeting won't welcome us."

(End of this chapter)

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