The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

Correct!

While the palace troops were being redeployed to the western district,

If I escape now,

This is absolutely the perfect timing!

With that in mind, Helena decided to avoid the western part of the palace and decisively headed towards the eastern gate, which was furthest from the western part.

However, he had just left the locker room and taken two steps to the east.

Helena stopped in her tracks.

What if Leon arranges for more than just himself to be the one to harm Leon?

He even gifted himself a silver blade; other assassins definitely possess deadly weapons of this caliber.

In that case, Leon might really be assassinated!

Although I can't help him much,

But if he is attacked

Even when he arrived, he was still on his last breath.

I can use my healing ability to save him.

Hum hum!

(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻

hateful?,

That bastard Leon is such a troublemaker.

Helena stomped her foot angrily, then turned and headed towards the West End.

West Wing of the Royal Palace

Large conference room.

The Third Duke had already consulted with most of the members of parliament beforehand.

They planned to work together to suppress Leon.

However, to the surprise of the other members of parliament, the Third Duke, who was the most dissatisfied with Leon, surprisingly agreed with Leon during the meeting.

Although I don't understand, as the younger brother, I just have to do whatever the older brother does!

So the Third Duke's underlings also flattered Leon, and the meeting proceeded very smoothly.

This situation is beyond Hawkeye's comprehension.

The second prince, Leon, had told him...

Leon couldn't possibly win over the cabinet officials; he was nominally a regent prince, but in reality, he was just a figurehead.

What now!

What's going on here?!

Hawkeye was thinking,

If Prince Leon were here now...

To be so thoroughly humiliated,

I wonder what strange expression will appear on his always composed face.

and,

Hawkeye had a feeling that Leon knew Leon had arranged for someone to harm him.

Although he probably didn't know that the person would be Helena.

However, judging from the current troop deployment, even if Helena, a "priest" with no combat ability, is equipped with an epic weapon, she probably wouldn't be able to hurt Leon.

still is……

You underestimated Leon.

After the meeting,

The councilors all boarded their respective carriages.

The three dukes had come together, and their carriages were parked together, so they met again when they got into their carriages.

"Lev, what should we do next?"

Barzel initiated the conversation.

"We've all been caught red-handed by Leon, and until the evidence is cleared up, we can only put up with it."

Lev shrugged helplessly.

The three of them gave the same explanation: Leon had something that threatened their family's interests. As for what that thing was, they all tacitly avoided the question.

"Hibbout, what do you think?"

Lev looked at Hibbert.

"I'm thinking about how to keep Leon's secret."

Hibbant returned a sinister smile. "Perhaps—only the dead can keep secrets forever?"

"Hibbout, you mean—"

Barzel and Lev looked at each other in bewilderment.

"When I left Caesar's office, I had already sent word to arrange for assassins."

Hibbs smiled slyly, his face icy cold.

"Tonight, Leon is doomed!"

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Empire's Third Emperor

The carriage sped through the city of Guberland.

The bustling city outside the car window kept receding into the distance.

"Lord Hibbert, are you sure you want to kill Leon?"

Sitting next to Hibbert, a middle-aged man in military uniform, thin and with slightly curly long brown hair, spoke up.

His name is Chad Hart.

Despite his slender build, he is Hibbert's personal bodyguard, specializing in the "assassin" profession, and his strength is second only to a powerhouse like Hawkeye.

"Do you really think I'm an idiot? No matter how useless Leon is, he's still a member of the Hoyle family. The royal family behind him can intimidate the entire world. How dare I mess with him?"

Hibbett struck a match, lit the cigar he was holding, and took a deep drag through the window.

"So you were just with Lev and Bazel?"

Chad was puzzled.

"I was just making a simple statement in front of the two of them."

Hibbert blew a smoke ring out the window.

“Chad, you’ve been with me for almost ten years now. If one day you become a senior governor, you’ll truly understand that the political arena is full of clever people who pretend to be stupid. Acting is ingrained in their very bones.”

Looking out at the bustling traffic, Hibbate's tone was meaningful yet tinged with weariness.

"Lord Hibbert, what should we do?"

Chad felt completely confused.

really,

These political bigwigs

Each one is more lyb than the last.

"Of course, we should do the opposite. Leon is not like Caesar; he is not as shrewd. We should pretend to be his mortal enemy, then subtly show him goodwill, and finally use him to weaken Lev and Bazel's power."

Hibbate's reversal almost cost Chad his life.

this--

First, he pretended to be a brainless person who was going head-to-head with Leon in front of Bazel and Lev, and then secretly tried to win Leon over and use Leon's power as regent to suppress the other two competitors.

This is too eerie.

"Lord Hibbert is wise."

Chad held his breath for a while before he finally realized what was happening.

at this time,

Lev was also chatting with his confidant in the carriage.

"Hibbate is brain-dead. In this situation, trying to assassinate Leon? Is he kidding me?"

Lev's trusted bodyguard laughed.

"I don't know what kind of person Hibbert is. He's just a big talker. Last time he said he would teach the Regent a lesson, but when he saw the Regent, he acted like he was about to kneel down and lick the Regent's shoes."

Lev, on the other hand, appeared quite composed.

Because he didn't take Hibbert's words seriously at all.

"This……"

The guard was speechless. After Lev said that, he analyzed it in his mind and it seemed that there was indeed such a thing.

"Lord Lev, what should we do?"

The guard was puzzled; he couldn't possibly let a good-for-nothing like Leon ride on his head.

“Do it the same way. When you get back, write an invitation and bring some presentable gifts. Give it to Leon quietly tomorrow and invite him to visit our Duke’s mansion when he has time.”

Lev laughed.

"what?"

The guards expressed their confusion.

"Just do as I say."

Lev seemed a little sleepy. Instead of explaining, he leaned against the comfortable sofa cushions inside the carriage and began to close his eyes to rest.

On the carriage on the way home.

Bazel also discussed the matter with his personal bodyguard.

Unlike Hibbert and Lev, Bazel's bodyguard was a middle-aged woman whose profession was "witchcraft".

"Lord Bazel, are the men Hibbert arranged capable of killing Leon? Should we take action?"

"That's not necessary."

Bazel replied casually, "Do you think their dislike for Leon is genuine?"

"Ok?"

"It's all an act. They're probably dreaming that Caesar will leave the capital as soon as possible so that this good-for-nothing Leon can take over."

"So, Your Grace, what should we do?"

"Try to win Leon over as much as possible."

After a moment of silence, Bazel replied.

"But doesn't Leon have something in his possession that could threaten you?"

"As long as I bring down Hibbert and Lev and let my family be the only ones in power, what danger can those trivial matters pose to me?"

Bazel didn't seem to care much. "Although I don't know what Leon said to those two old Bitdens, I don't think Leon is really a threat to them. They're both really good at pretending."

"No, Lord Bazel, I don't understand what you mean right now."

"Fine, let me put it bluntly. Leon has no strength to fight against us, the Third Duke. His fear and compromise are just an act. This is just a political farce, a play from beginning to end."