Chapter 61



Chapter 61

Just as Auston was about to step forward, his mother's look was like a bucket of cold water poured over him. Auston stood still, at a loss as to what to do.

Chloe walked over, seemingly unintentionally standing between the two of them, and called out to her mother worriedly.

Felicia was just immersed in the past, and her emotions had not yet recovered from the hatred. The face that she had hated for decades suddenly appeared in front of her, and she couldn't help but look cold.

However, Her Majesty quickly realized that this was her foolish son. She restrained her wrongful anger and returned to her usual expressionless demeanor. "You need me for something?"

Chloe: "I noticed that you were a little upset before. Is there anything we can do to help you, mother?"

"It's been resolved." Felicia's expression did not soften because of her children's concern. "It's getting late. Let's go back and rest."

His Majesty gave a casual instruction and left.

Chloe felt a headache as she looked at her brother who lowered his head in silence. She felt that it was useless to comfort him.

"Oh... I don't know why my mother is holding a dinner party. This doesn't look like she wants to have a good life."

Auston turned his head away and said angrily, "Maybe he just wants to find a reason to call Al over from under the Pope's nose."

I learned from Al that my mother was here when the dinner was over. Maybe they had just had a pleasant conversation.

Chloe thought of something when she heard this. Maybe Auston was right. However, she still comforted her jealous brother, "Don't make blind guesses. Mother doesn't need to go through so much trouble to see Al."

Austin groaned, turned around and strode away.

——

When Elphis found his brother at the place where they had just separated temporarily, Samuel, perhaps feeling bored, had already replaced Winster.

The young man stood against the tree trunk with one leg bent, his brows slightly furrowed, and it was unknown what unpleasant things he was thinking about.

When he noticed someone approaching, he raised his eyelids coldly, but the moment he saw the person, his brows softened and he strode towards them.

"Winster, when did you come back? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Al let go of the worry he had been carrying all the way. He was just worrying about what to do if Samuel continued to mention his past. Now that his identity was confirmed, he felt there would be an extra layer of estrangement. What attitude should he adopt towards him?

By the way, if Samuel is really the Dark God, what about Winster?

Al really wanted to ask his brother about the situation indirectly, but he felt that such private information would cause Samuel to show up and stop the confession even if Winster was willing to tell him... But the two of them seemed to be quite harmonious, and Alphis was not worried about Winster's safety.

"I didn't wait long, brother. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have wandered around in such an important place and made you worry..." Winster lowered his eyes and looked at him, like a dejected little wolfhound.

He is so sensible that he even admitted his fault on behalf of his secondary personality! Al patted his brother's head with relief, "This is not your fault."

The fact that he was walking around was not the main reason why Winster apologized. What he did not say was that Samuel wanted his brother to kneel down and kiss His hand. This idea was a gift and acceptance in Samuel's eyes, but in his opinion it was a complete humiliation to his brother!

"When Samuel comes out, my brother doesn't need to pay attention to Him."

Al said with a smile: "How can this be possible? Samuel will be angry."

"It's okay, He won't hurt my brother." Winster threatened himself, and Samuel didn't dare to do anything.

Besides... he analyzed Samuel's behavior every time he appeared, and thought that for various complicated reasons, that guy treated his brother as a very special person and had extraordinary patience with his brother.

According to the partial memories he received, compared to Samuel's former defiance, he could even be considered well-behaved in front of his brother.

Perhaps His emotions are affected by Himself?

Winster didn't know, but he was sure that as long as his brother was on their side, Samuel would not really hurt him.

Al smiled, in fact, he had already let down his guard against Samuel. If he ignored him, there should be no danger. Al was more worried that without him watching, the secondary personality would run out and make a big noise!

Instead of responding directly, the young man changed the subject, "Let's go for a walk. Is Winster hungry? I have some food in my space ring that I can give to you."

The two of them hid outside for a while, estimated the time and returned to the banquet hall, and left the castle with their family after the party.

The carriage stopped at the door of the mansion and Cynthia called her son away.

"Did His Majesty talk to you?" She had been following her silly husband throughout the entire process to prevent him from speaking bluntly and offending others. That didn't mean she didn't notice that neither her son nor His Majesty were present.

Al responded in a warm voice, "I haven't seen Aunt Felicia for a long time. We chatted about daily life for a while."

Cynthia frowned at him, "Nothing else?"

"That's all. Your Majesty cares about me as much as Aunt Amber does. Mother, don't worry that she will embarrass me because of my identity."

Cynthia's expression relaxed a little, but she still warned, "Don't do anything dangerous."

When Al was first adopted home, he was distant and polite to them for a long time. After so many years, he finally became closer to them, but he never asked his family for anything.

This child seems to have no shortage of money. He can solve whatever he needs by himself and often gives novel little gifts to his family, which makes them feel very unfulfilled as parents!

Cynthia knew that her son was always partial to his relatives and friends. His Majesty was very good to him and was also Austin's mother. She was worried that Al would join forces with His Majesty to fight against the same enemy and drag herself into the vortex.

The young man's handsome face softened. "Are you still worried about me? I know what I am doing."

He was willing to cooperate with the Queen, not because he wanted to completely eradicate the power of the Holy See. His Majesty had never thought of such an unrealistic thing. Besides, the Holy See's actions of saving people from suffering were still commendable.

He never wanted to take over the Vatican, but now that things were done, he could only clean up this mess early so that he could live comfortably when he succeeded the Pope.

It was getting late, so the mother and son chatted for a while and then went back to their rooms to rest.

——

Al hasn't slept yet. He is thinking about new dishes. Introducing new dishes every once in a while will help maintain the popularity of the hotel.

Winster saw light coming through the crack in the door and raised his hand to knock on it.

Samuel always shows up during the rare time that they are alone. He has to say goodbye to his brother again tomorrow and he wants to stay with him for a while longer.

Winster knew very well that his brother only showed special care to well-behaved children, and he had grown up... When he stayed in the academy, he was always worried that his brother's attention to him would fade with distance and time.

In addition, there are two close knights who can get along with his brother day and night. Out of the desire to win favor, Winster wants to get closer to his brother whenever he has the chance - he wants to be the most special person to his brother.

This mansion was built a long time ago and has been passed down from generation to generation. It is decorated with the original wood and dark red tones preferred by old-school aristocrats. It is calm and majestic, but a little depressing.

But there is a piece of light crystal in the small living room of the bedroom, which emits bright but not dazzling soft white light. There is a large warm and comfortable beige blanket on the ground, and a tender yellow flower is inserted in a small ceramic vase on the round table. This is a place where people can relax at a glance.

Sitting at the table is a gentle young man with silver hair and blue eyes. He is quiet and focused. This scene is very suitable for a big cat lying on the carpet, with its tail occasionally sweeping the owner's calf to show affection.

There is no big cat, but there is a human-shaped pendant.

Winster refused to sit on the chair, but instead sat cross-legged on the carpet, snuggling up to his brother's legs and watching him work like he did when he was a child.

If Al knew that he was Samuel who turned into a blank sheet of paper, he would probably laugh out loud to show that this joke was too ridiculous.

"I will graduate in half a year and can go to the Bishop's Court to take care of my brother."

"No." Al stared at the several ingredients that had been grown in large quantities written on the paper and refused without moving his eyes away, "You are not allowed to go in again."

Although Winster knew his brother was doing this for his own good, he was still hurt by the cold and direct rejection. He said with some grievance, "Now that I've grown up, my brother doesn't want to see me anymore, right?"

Al looked down at him. Because Winster had a sharp and handsome face and a calm expression, he didn't look cute at all. Instead, he looked like a big wolfdog that had been scolded by its owner.

He couldn't help but stroke the dog's head, no, his brother's head, and turned to talk to him, "Our lives are much longer than those of ordinary people. I will be traveling outside the Vatican for most of the next few years. You don't have to mind the time we're apart."

Winster felt his fur smoothed by the white, slender fingers, and his heart softened. He narrowed his eyes in pleasure, "Okay, I'll wait for my brother to come out."

“…”

Needless to say, he felt like he was in prison.

"By the way, are there any classmates you like in the academy recently?"

Elphis has lowered his expectations and doesn't ask whether Winster has made any friends. It's not easy to have someone you can talk to!

Winster shook his head, he knew his brother wanted him to make more friends and make his life richer and happier, but unfortunately... perhaps influenced by Samuel's state of mind, everything in this world was gray and boring to him - only his brother was the only clean and luxurious gem.

Once again realizing the importance of his brother, Winster took the hand in front of him and kissed the back of the smooth hand very naturally and without the slightest hint of romance.

Al's pupils trembled. The unfamiliar warm and soft touch made his hair numb, and he quickly retracted his hand!

"W-what are you doing?"

Winster didn't quite understand why his brother reacted so strongly. He looked at the frightened young man innocently and said, "I saw that the nobles and ministers also treated Her Majesty the Queen in the same way... Brother, don't you like this ceremony?"

“…”

Oh, a kiss on the hand, that's fine... No way! You're acting like a little lover, it's weird to do this!

Elphis gave his brother a deep look and said, "Stand up from now on, or kneel on one knee... Forget it, don't use this etiquette from now on."

"I'll invite a etiquette teacher to come over for you tomorrow, and you should listen carefully to a lesson."

As he was talking, Al felt that this sentence sounded familiar.

In a flash, he remembered the scene where Samuel reached out to him...

Ciao! Good boy! So this is what he meant!

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