The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

As a general, he suddenly felt a little melancholy.

The daughter I have raised for so many years.

He is so cold to me now, but very close to an outsider.

But he is the Duke of the Iron Cavalry after all, and although these romantic thoughts may sometimes flash through his mind, they will never stay for long.

In the end, the soldier's heart is still filled with blood and iron.

As the emperor's most admired sword, his martial spirit extends to all aspects of life.

Including the way he looks at people.

Moon had just seen the strength that Faro displayed in the city. That powerful surge of magic seemed to be somewhat different from the information from the Second Prince.

It doesn't look like he has just awakened his talent. To be able to release spells of that scale, he must be at least level six in his impression.

So is this kid still hiding his strength?

Pretend to be weak, then launch a surprise attack... barely pass.

He is a pretty boy with brains.

He also listened to Faro's analysis of Shacilis's ending. Although he was too embarrassed to admit it, he still couldn't help but admire him secretly.

The logic is clear, the structure is clear, and the analysis is very logical.

He must have been paying close attention to the imperial politics, which is why he could make such a philosophical statement.

This kid... doesn't seem to have any talent on the surface. Apart from his looks, his other talents are mediocre. I didn't expect that they were all fake.

This child will surely become a great man in the future.

You can rest assured that Claire will stay with him.

Moon's martial nature makes him look at everything based on the standard of distinguishing strength from weakness.

As long as he becomes strong enough, he can let Claire move freely. Similarly, as long as he becomes strong enough, he can agree to let Faro and Claire stay together.

So all in all, he barely accepted this pretty boy.

He waved his hand.

He turned around and mounted his horse.

"I'll report back that I didn't find you."

"In the meantime, you'd better stay away from me."

Then he spurred his horse into a gallop, raising a cloud of dust behind him.

Faro looked at his departing back in silence.

".....Has your father always been like this?"

"Ah."

Claire's magnetic and charming voice came to my ears.

"Don't worry about him, his mind is different from normal people's."

"....Um."

Faro thought that he could not avoid a fight with Grand Duke Moon.

After all, he is Moon.

I didn't expect that the two of them could get away so easily.

It was indeed somewhat beyond Faro's expectations.

"Then let's get going quickly."

"It will be troublesome if the pursuers come later."

"it is good."

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Two days later.

Everything is settled.

A few days ago, the second prince Shashilis came to Einburg in person, vowing to capture the demon spy Faro who was causing damage to the empire.

To this end, he delivered a stirring speech and presided over a mobilization meeting, mobilizing the entire Einburg and surrounding provinces to capture spies in a huge manner.

But it ended in failure.

In the eyes of the nobles, this matter was weird in every way.

There were rumors that the second prince was kicked in the stomach by a spy and was seriously injured.

It is even a question whether he will be able to give birth to offspring normally in the future. I am afraid he will lose the qualification of crown prince. It is a pity that his faction is even larger than that of the eldest prince.

The second prince was furious when he heard this and immediately came out to clarify, denouncing it as a despicable and shameless rumor.

On the surface, the nobles shared a common hatred for the enemy and denounced it as a "despicable lie", but in private, each one laughed more happily than the other.

The limping posture of Shasilis when he came out to clarify the matter, as well as his reclusive behavior in recent days, undoubtedly further verified the authenticity of the matter.

Just as the nobles were gloating, the Ring of Arcane suddenly sent out a delegation consisting of dozens of diplomatic ambassadors to visit His Majesty the Emperor.

The nobles were confused for a moment.

These arrogant mages would not normally make such a big scene, and they all speculated whether a war was about to break out.

But the envoys brought bad news.

Lord Mandel, who disappeared many days ago, was actually traveling with the diplomatic delegation.

As the second prince's confidant, he naturally knew almost all the secrets of the Shasilis faction.

He stepped out from the delegation, stood before His Majesty, and recounted Shasilis' numerous crimes one by one.

Including but not limited to: members of the Second Prince's faction, forming cliques for personal gain and harming dissidents, persecuting political opponents, monopolizing the local economic and food lifeline, fabricating rumors, slandering and defaming other nobles, corruption and abuse of power... and dozens of other serious crimes.

He also identified several imperial judges who helped cover up the crimes.

After verification, His Majesty the Emperor confirmed the guilt of the Shasilis faction and flew into a rage on the spot.

More than a dozen families faced the disaster of being wiped out, and hundreds of nobles and wealthy businessmen were implicated. First-time offenders were given light punishments, while serious offenders had their entire fortunes confiscated.

For a time, the nobles were in a panic, and the entire empire seemed to have changed.

The setting sun illuminates the solemn imperial capital, and the afterglow casts a bloody color, as if foreshadowing a bloody disaster.

In the incomparable imperial court, His Majesty the Emperor, who is in his prime, sits high above the palace. His majestic power is so awe-inspiring that no one dares to look directly into his eyes.

The most powerful supreme being since the founding of Kavia looked down at Shashilis who was crawling on the ground below.

There was a sinister glimmer in his eyes.

He knew that Primas and Shasilis had brought together their respective factions to wrestle power.

To him, these were commonplace things.

It was nothing more than another internal waste of manpower and resources, just like the stupid game of those stupid nobles.

As long as they have something to do and don't cause trouble for him, he doesn't care no matter how they fight.

But this time it's different.

Shashilis's behavior went beyond the scope of the game, and he wasted a lot of empire's resources without telling him.

Countless fortunes have flowed into the stupid game of human relationships that they regard as truth. How many outstanding talents with both moral integrity and ability have been crushed to death by Shasilis in places that he cannot see.

Just based on this point, he had already developed the intention to kill.

El Curo, the Supreme Being of Mankind, stood up and slowly walked down the steps.

Shashilis prostrated himself on the ground, trembling all over like the most humble and lowly slave.

Every step of his father's footsteps struck Shashilis' heartstrings. A great fear spread in his heart, almost suffocating him.

"I was thinking about this when I gave birth to you."

Emperor Elcuro spoke slowly.

The majesty oppressed Shashilis's heart, but he did not dare to breathe heavily.

"I seem to have made a mistake."

"I can have many daughters, but I can't have a second son."

"This is a lesson learned from experience. Having too many sons is really troublesome."

"I have always known about the game between you and Primas. As long as you stay within my red line, I will not bother to waste my energy on you."

Shasilis heard footsteps stop in front of him.

He held his breath involuntarily.

"But I didn't expect you to make such a big fuss behind my back, making all my hard work go to waste."

The voice gradually became lower.

"Now it seems that giving birth to you was indeed a mistake."

Shashilis's face turned pale, and when he heard these words, his heart suddenly twitched violently.

Chapter 87: Claire's Secret

"Do you want to go back to your room and try?"

Claire smiled sweetly.

Her face was lightly pink, and she wanted to tease Faro casually.

The latter was lying in her generous and rich bosom, gazing at the sea view in the distance.

When she heard this, her pretty face turned red all the way to her ears.

I also felt strange gazes coming from behind, as if I was being stared at by a hungry predator.

He was at a loss as to what to do and wanted to reject Claire's teasing sternly.

But her tone unconsciously carried a hint of timidity:

"I'm not impatient."

As soon as the words left his mouth he realized something was wrong, and it seemed even stranger to say it this way.

"No,...what are you talking about!"

"I do not understand!"

The beautiful girl had a charming expression and her cherry lips twitched inadvertently in panic.

He didn't seem to know that he was cute.

Claire laughed secretly in her heart.

So she looked at him more wantonly, licking every inch of the dessert from top to bottom with her eyes. Her eyes were filled with both soft ripples and the withered and rotten desire that was falling.

I saw that Faro's eyes, like the sunset glow, were moving restlessly and his gaze was erratic.

The skin outside the face is white, tender and smooth, and the blush against the skin makes her look even more charming and endearing.

Just like a lamb that has been caught by a wild beast, its futile wailing will only further stimulate the bloodthirsty desire in its body.

The more he did this, the more he aroused Claire's desire.

Haha~

Snacks...

Although it’s not the best time to eat it yet, it’s always okay to give it a lick.

Claire thought to herself.

She licked her red lips subconsciously, her eyes hooked as if she wanted to eat Faro alive.

Coincidentally, she is definitely not the kind of person who only thinks but does nothing.

So she picked up Farlow.