Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1021 The Crown Prince's Education

Although Luciano's mind was preoccupied with various rumors, he promptly uttered a warm welcome: "Miss Euphemia, welcome to the Dark Night Church family."

Beatrice Garfield, well… that's a very reliable surname.

Euphemia puffed out her cheeks slightly.

She understood.

Crown Princess Emilia, who had a unique understanding of tact, told her as tactfully as possible that the surname was acceptable, but it would be best not to mention her father, who, despite his good birth, had been forced to wander the country.

That's too direct. She wouldn't be so straightforward when she was three.

But after that farce, she understood very well that this was Luciano's limit.

It was his sincere advice.

She slightly bent her knees and earnestly thanked him, saying, "Thank you for reminding me. I will act carefully."

“There’s no need to be so careful,” Luciano said reluctantly. “In Emilia, you can be more relaxed.”
"Well, if we're going to the main temple in the future..."

“Luciano, you should go and report what just happened to Her Majesty the Queen.” The knight, who had been standing silently and was obviously older, suddenly interrupted him. “The appearance of Lady Ariges and Mr. Antirochus’s blessing on Laurel Street will require some changes.”

Her Majesty the Queen may not have any ideas, but the Prince... might do something.

"Hmm?" Luciano readily changed the subject. "Oh, by the way, my father might be concerned about the impact of Antirochus's blessing on this batch of newborns."

Perhaps these children's aptitudes will improve!
We definitely need to take a good look at this.

His demeanor so skillfully stirred a subtle sympathy in Antirochus and Euphemia for the knight, but they quickly dismissed these pointless thoughts.

This knight was clearly the one responsible for patching up Luciano's inappropriate actions and words.

But when that farce just happened, it was Alexandra who came out to stop it.

While it could be argued that the matter itself wasn't serious enough for him to intervene, and regardless, Antirochus would still suffer these consequences.

No matter what they do, at most they can minimize the damage or offer Antiochus some solace.

Luciano's actions cannot be considered wrong at all, and there was absolutely no need to stop him.

But when Antirochus saw that person, he had a fundamental realization: the Church of the Night is the Church of the Night.

It has nothing to do with him, the Son of the Sun.

He is currently receiving preferential treatment from the will of the Goddess of the Night and the love of Queen Louise, but in essence, he is merely a guest of the Church of the Night.

The guests will leave sooner or later.

As for the house on Laurel Street, which seems to be meant to integrate him into Emilia City, it actually belongs to Euphemia.

They are siblings, but they are just siblings.

Their different stances determined their different futures.

Although they had long known that the brother and sister would eventually go down different paths, they were unwilling to be reminded of this so early with such a cold attitude.

Antirochus and Euphemia exchanged a glance, took a slight step back, thanked Luciano again, and said goodbye.
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Luciano, who was excitedly leading his men toward the palace, suddenly frowned and looked back at Laurel Street, which was now hidden behind the vegetation in the square garden.

“I don’t think this is right,” he said thoughtfully. “Antilokos and Euphemia have been too friendly to me.”

"What's wrong with that?" a knight asked in surprise. "Since they've received the royal family's patronage, of course they'll have..."

“There’s no need to say that,” Luciano waved his hand. “Although my mother did provide some care, it was nothing at all.”

A Son of the Sun emerged from the Dark Path of Emilia City, and this outcome alone was enough to solidify the royal family's position and garner even more favor from the goddesses.

Giving away such a small amount hardly qualifies as taking care of someone.

This is the duty of the royal family.

Not to mention, there's also Euphemia.

The goddess's favor is nothing special; every year, dozens of followers of the night are marked by the goddess, especially those of us who are descendants of the great families of the night.

However, no matter where the Kingdom of Night is located, it must give the most favored believers the highest level of treatment.

This is the rule, and it's also the stance we must demonstrate.

The reason you don't feel anything is because those treatments based on standards can never be better than the treatment I, the Crown Prince, receive.

Therefore, you don't have any special feelings towards me, the one who is favored.

But you must know how to respect.

While I am willing to treat you all as equals, that's because we have a long-standing relationship, we understand each other, and we don't care about gains or losses. But you cannot equate others with me.

Maybe they'll forgive your offenses because I don't hold it against them, but if they truly dislike you... the power of the night will gradually distance itself from you, you know?

Luciano simply doesn't like to think the worst of people and things by nature, but he understands everything he needs to understand.

Before he became a follower favored by the goddess of the night, his parents would repeatedly emphasize these words to him.

Queen Louise and the Bishop of Laurel would investigate anything that might harm Luciano, and try to make Luciano remember it in the simplest and clearest terms.

Although he would never criticize Luciano for forgetfulness or carelessness, he would check himself over and over again... until he was sure that Luciano had made those things instinctive.

Therefore, Luciano never made any major mistakes when he was away from home.

Just as he knew from a young age, etiquette and norms, in a sense, are used to protect oneself.

As long as you act within the rules, you won't make an irreparable mistake.

So, at most, he might make some mistakes like today because he doesn't quite understand sensitive people, but from beginning to end, his behavior is beyond reproach.

Luciano still cared about his longtime partners, so when he noticed their attitude was a bit off, he immediately corrected them.

"Understood, we'll be more careful in the future. We must treat them like our most honored guests... Oh..." A knight chuckled, then stopped mid-sentence.

“It seems something happened that made the siblings feel like they could only be guests in Emilia City.” Luciano also realized this. “When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Just bear with it if you’re not used to it. You’ll be leaving eventually anyway.”

That's why there's absolutely nothing to criticize!

He sighed with some regret, tilting his head in bewilderment.

When Antirochus and his sister first came out, they were quite enthusiastic towards him because of Alexandra's attitude.

What happened after that?

There was absolutely no indication of it when they were talking!
Luciano was certain that their communication went extremely smoothly.

Shaking his head helplessly, Luciano decided to go back and ask his parents.

There shouldn't be any problem in this world that his parents can't solve... Of course, those that can't be solved are simply problems that are beyond human reach, and Luciano wouldn't have such high expectations of his parents.

Even the gods have regrets!
He can live such a happy and carefree life, what is there to be dissatisfied about?

He waved his hand to dismiss his men: "Go back and think about what happened today. Remember to be more respectful to Antirochus and Euphemia when you patrol in the future."

Mom is still waiting for me, let's call it a day!
Go back and get some rest; it'll be our turn to be on duty again in three days.
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"Luciano, why is it that you're only half-thinking?" Queen Louise asked, somewhat puzzled. "Either you don't think about it at all, and it'll be easier for me if you're a little slow, or you can think about using your brain completely."

"Is it silly or sharp... what should I do?"

“Don’t tease your son like that, Louis.” Bishop Laurel slid into the small reception room where the mother and son were.

“Father…” Luciano looked at Bishop Laurel with a pleading expression, knowing that he had overlooked something but still not quite realizing it.

“This is not your fault, Luciano,” Bishop Laurel gently patted his shoulder, “but you have indeed made mistakes.”

I reminded you last time that not everyone has the luck of the current king of the North, who has a trusted advisor who is tied to him for life.

For those who lack both intelligence and luck, the only solution is to assemble a team of advisors.

Luciano, it's not that any of your followers have ill intentions, but everyone has selfish desires.

It's only natural for people to want you to rely on them more and trust them more.

It's understandable, but we can't let it go unchecked.

Although Louis certainly won't let you take over the throne too soon, you should still prepare a little more.

I will only be going with your mother.

Luciano looked at his father with a troubled expression: "So, it was something they said that made Antirochus wary?"

"Since he didn't remind you to firmly refuse Garrett's excessive demands, he shouldn't have shown the wisdom of a strategist at the last minute," Queen Louise said coldly. "I've told you many times, Luciano, your trust has made some people arrogant."

Luciano still couldn't understand: "But Antirochus is the Son of the Sun! He..."

"You seem to have been ignoring Euphemia all along?" Bishop Laurel said with a smile. "My son, you don't still think girls are cute, weak, and pitiful in the Church of the Night, do you?"

Look over there at your dear mother; she was once the gentlest and most generous girl in my heart.

It wasn't until I saw with my own eyes how she twisted the enemy's neck that I realized that was just the version of her in front of me.

Queen Louise gave her partner a sweet smile.

(End of this chapter)