Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

"Your Highness Bell, Your Highness Bell... You can put your studies aside for now, please calm down..."

Hedis stood outside the door and took a deep breath.

Tone.

...If this guy really becomes an emperor when he grows up, he'll definitely be a tyrant unlike any other in human history.

After adjusting his mindset, Hedis smiled.

"Little Bell~" The door was half-open, and Hedis gently pulled it open.

"Whoa, Hedis!" Bell tilted his head and, upon seeing Hedis, his angry expression instantly turned into one of surprise.

Under the excessive protection of the emperor, Bale grew up in the Lyon family's castle and had almost no contact with the outside world.

Although Hedis wasn't exactly an older brother who grew up with him, he always brought back some interesting things whenever he visited.

Bell's volatile temper was not endearing, so Hedis's frequent contact with Bell was certainly premeditated.

Ingratiating oneself with a future emperor is beneficial to both Hedis himself and his family.

Hedis's goal on this trip was not Bell, but to meet the Emperor. However, the Emperor no longer took the Christian family seriously, and it was impossible for him to be summoned by the Emperor. Therefore, Hedis could only start with the young prince.

“Hedis is studying at Lanlin Academy, right? Something interesting must be happening, right?” Bell sat in a chair, legs outstretched, with a huge pile of textbooks made specifically for him in front of him.

“Yes.” Hedis smiled and pulled up a chair, sitting down next to Bell. “Are you on break time now?”

Bell snorted and laughed, "Of course I get to decide my own time. Come on, come on, it's been a long time since I've heard Hedis tell me anything interesting."

"Your Highness Bell..." a weak voice came from beside him. The soldier's voice trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of displeasing this ancestor.

The soldiers were also holding the magic mentor, who had just angered the prince and was about to be beheaded, captive.

"Do you still want this tutor...?"

"Hey, get out of here, get out of here! If you say another word, you might as well get your head chopped off. I don't like this mentor, I'll chop him up." Bell waved his hand impatiently.

Upon hearing this, the soldier dared not linger any longer and dragged the instructor out of the room.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

A piercing scream came from outside the door. Bell picked at his ear with his little finger, then smiled at Hedis.

"Alright, alright, can we begin now?"

Hedis smiled and said, "Well, listen to me carefully..."

Hedis was never a chivalrous hero. When it involved his own interests or would cause him trouble, Hedis would only remain a cold, indifferent bystander. This time was no different, nor was the previous campaign on the snowy mountain.

It's not that he's cold-hearted, but rather that his upbringing shaped him.

Hedis told Bell stories all morning, and Bell listened with great interest to each one.

Of course, all these stories were made up by Hedis. To please Bell, Hedis fabricated many stories for him.

Just as Hedis was fretting over his dry throat, the maids brought him a hot morning tea: a cup of carefully brewed black tea and a few delicate little cakes.

Hedis took the tea and drank a couple of sips.

Bell ate the dessert, then looked at the slightly bitter black tea and pondered for a moment.

Then, he raised his teacup, stood on tiptoe, and poured the steaming hot tea over Hedis's head.

Scalding hot tea streamed down her head, and Hedis paused for a moment, stunned. The maids quickly brought her a towel.

"Pfft, hahaha!" Bell burst into laughter, "Red tea with red hair~ I could play that a few times and never get tired of it!"

"I'm telling you, this will make my hair even redder!" Hedis said, rubbing her hair and forcing a smile.

...His scalp is probably burned. But this isn't the first time.

"Hahahahaha!!" Bell was amused and burst into laughter.

The large prince's bedchamber was surrounded by many maids and soldiers, who exchanged glances. To please the young prince and create a lively atmosphere, they burst into laughter.

Hedis smiled as he dried his hair and handed the towel to the maid behind him.

Just as Hedis turned around, he caught a glimpse of someone walking in from outside the door.

Has it finally arrived?

"What's so funny?" The person who entered was wearing an extremely fine fur shawl. The fur, from some high-level magical beast, shone with a faint magical aura.

A heavy imperial crown rested atop his head. Priceless jewels were inlaid in a long string as if they were free.

This man is William Lyon, the emperor of the Lyon Empire.

The indoor lighting was dim, making the subtle glow emanating from William's entire body all the more noticeable. It was unclear whether this was due to his immense magical power or the presence of an extremely powerful magical artifact on the emperor's person.

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129 Hedis's Plan

"Your Majesty." Hedis placed his hand on his chest, as if it were the courtesy that all subjects would perform when meeting an emperor, and knelt on one knee.

The emperor paid no attention to Hedis; he walked over and ruffled Bell's hair.

"I saw you behead your mentor again in the hallway?" The emperor's tone was completely flat, the innocent life he spoke of...

It's as if it has nothing to do with him.

William smiled slightly, his eyes filled with affection for his son.

It's hard to imagine that this ruthless emperor could also have a gentle side. And it was precisely because of the emperor's overflowing doting on the prince that the prince became so unrestrained and rampant.

“Yes, Father,” Bell pouted, disgruntled. “That guy actually ordered me around. I’m so old, and he still has to teach me how to hold a staff?!”

"Sigh, if this continues, you'll have killed all the best instructors in the entire empire."

William's voice was soft; these dozens of lives were nothing to him. He was only worried that his children's studies would suffer, after all, mastery of magic was important even for emperors.

"It's alright. If all else fails, I'll just call Heddes to be my mentor. I'd rather wield a sword like Heddes than a staff. And besides, I definitely won't kill Heddes's brother, right, Heddes?"

Bell smiled and reached out. He pulled the sword from Hedis's back, but the blade was too heavy for him, and he couldn't lift it even after several attempts.

Hedis smiled politely: "If Your Highness Bell is willing, I can teach you."

After speaking, Hedis lowered his head towards William and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to report to you."

William glanced at him, clearly uninterested in what Heddis could report. He didn't immediately kick Heddis out of the room, entirely because of Bell's liking.

"Your Majesty, this matter is related to the extermination of the Norman family..." Hedis cut straight to the point.

When William heard that it was related to the Norman family, he looked over jokingly.

Although he didn't believe that information that even his powerful search team couldn't obtain could be known to his idle nephew, William still asked with curiosity, "Why don't you tell me?"

"There's one more thing. A mage with the same ability value as you, 'Lake,' has appeared at Lanlin Academy."

Instead of answering him directly, Hedis introduced a new matter.

"A magic power as vast as Father's?!" Bell exclaimed in surprise.

“If such a thing were to happen, the college would have reported it to me immediately,” William said casually.

“Because he is too mysterious, the academy dares not report it lightly before a conclusion is reached.” Hedis’s knees were still on the ground, and he would remain in this position until the emperor allowed him to stand up. “Your Majesty, do you still remember that powerful wind mage who appeared in the Ais Federation a year ago, who single-handedly drove away the demon…”

William's interest was piqued by Heddis's suspense. He sat down in the chair and looked Heddis up and down on the ground.

"Tell me, what is the connection between the massacre of the Norman family, the 'lake' at Lanlin Academy, and the mysterious wind mage who appeared in the Ais Federation?"

Hedis's lips curled up slightly.

This was the first genuine laugh he had this morning.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to explain in detail..."

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It was already dark when we left the Lyon family's castle.

The soundproofing in Prince Bell's room was excellent, and Hedis had no recollection of when the torrential rain started in Lyon.

In previous years, late autumn in the Lyon Empire was dry and cold. The descending cold air did not bring much rain, but for some reason, this year the Lyon Empire has been hit by these sudden torrential rains.

Hedis hid under the eaves, rain dripping down the red brick tiles of the roof.

His eyes gleamed with unease, and he clenched his fists tightly.

It's a gamble.

If Mikael truly possessed the power to silently wipe out the Norman family overnight, then he could reap enormous benefits.

Hedis bet on Mikael's power, and that power was sufficient to kill the current emperor in one fell swoop.

However, if Mikai does not possess such power, he will be reduced to a slave of the empire.

Not only that, Hedis and his family will be charged with 'providing false information'.

While it won't be fatal, it will undoubtedly be another blow to Christian's current predicament.

Hedis and Mikaela spent very little time together, but joking and teasing each other became their daily routine.

Hedis's environment left him with virtually no friends. Nobles looked down on him, seeing him as a mere shell of royalty with a glamorous exterior but no real power. Commoners deliberately avoided him because of his royal lineage.

Therefore, Mikael can be considered Hedis's first 'buddy'.

Although his initial intentions in approaching Mikai were not entirely pure, humans are a species prone to developing emotions.

"If you really can't wipe out those guys in one fell swoop, then don't resist... If you don't resist, just let them get captured obediently, at least you won't suffer too much physical torture..."

Hedis pursed his lips, his eyes vacant: "However, given that guy's personality... he'll probably resist to the very end."

Hedis felt uneasy.

He strode forward, not caring that the puddles on the street would soak his trousers. Hedis braved the rain, step by step...

Walk to the other end of the alley.

130 - No turning back

"Dong dong dong..."