The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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After pondering for a while, Leon smiled slyly and wrote a reply.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Leon's Car Crashes

In this world, there is a profession called "Summoner". They can communicate with various spirit creatures and even sign contracts with other unknown beings from beyond the stars, thereby relying on the power of summoned beasts to do many things beyond nature.

Of course, it's not only summoners who can have summoned beasts. Ordinary extraordinary beings can also obtain summoned beasts with the help of summoners or by performing specific magical rituals themselves.

However, if your level is too low, no summoned beast will be willing to sign a contract with you. Therefore, under normal circumstances, if you want to obtain a summoned beast, you usually need to reach the Platinum level in terms of spirituality.

However, obtaining a summoned beast doesn't mean everything is settled. Non-professional summoners can usually only sign ordinary contracts, which have very little binding force on the summoned beast.

During the validity period of a normal contract, you must have a certain level of affinity with the other party. If the summoned beast's affinity with the contracting party is too low, the contract will be automatically terminated, and the summoned beast will no longer be obligated to continue to do things for you. If it hates you, it may even bite you back.

Therefore, non-professional summoners should not easily sign contracts with any being, otherwise they will most likely lose their lives.

However, having a summoned beast that can travel between the spirit world and the real world on its own, and having it perform tasks such as delivering messages, is still very convenient.

This is much faster than sending messages by carrier pigeon or by fast horse, and information can be transmitted immediately.

Hawkeye has a summon, but this summon mainly acts as a messenger.

Hawkeye's summoned beast is a spirit creature called the Netherworld Griffin. Although it is a bird, it has no feathers and its entire body is made up of only a skeleton. Its pair of huge bone wings can spread up to five meters, and it looks extremely twisted and ferocious, with a strong sense of oppression.

After writing his reply, Leon handed the letter to the Griffin who was waiting nearby.

Upon receiving the letter, the Netherworld Griffin's form quickly became ethereal and transparent before disappearing completely.

Hawkeye quickly received a reply from Leon. Following Leon's instructions, Hawkeye wrote a new report and had the Griffin deliver it to Caesar.

It's perfectly normal for Hawkeye to write a report to Caesar. Although Hawkeye sides with the Second Prince, he outwardly remains loyal to Caesar. Furthermore, when Caesar left the capital, he instructed Hawkeye to report to him immediately if any problems arose within the palace.

The spirit world is different from reality. Reality is three-dimensional, and movement within space is greatly restricted. The dimensions of the spirit world are chaotic and no less than three dimensions. Therefore, there is no concept of direction or time in the spirit world. Traveling through the spirit world is like traveling through a wormhole. As long as there is a coordinate, you can reach the destination almost instantly.

So at this moment, Caesar, who was inspecting the military camp on a tall horse, suddenly felt that the spiritual environment around him had become unusually restless, and then the griffin appeared with an envelope in its beak.

Caesar took the envelope and immediately opened it to read. The Nether Griffin waited patiently for ten seconds, and seeing that Caesar had no intention of replying, it returned to the Spirit Realm.

About ten minutes later, Caesar returned to his tent.

He sat down on the sofa chair inside the tent, picked up the exquisitely packaged wine bottle from the wooden table in front of him, and poured himself a glass of "Snow Glass".

"Snow Glass" is the name of a wine that is world-renowned and highly sought after by wine enthusiasts. However, due to its demanding production conditions, its annual output is not very high, making it a luxury item that only the upper class can afford.

After taking a small sip of wine, Leon, having received an imperial summons, hurriedly entered.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Leon wore a confused and bewildered expression, which he deliberately feigned.

In fact, this was all within Leon's expectations. When he wrote his reply, he guessed that after he instructed Hawkeye to report Leon's affairs in the palace to Caesar, Caesar would most likely summon him.

He had even roughly figured out what Caesar might say to him and how he should respond in the most appropriate way.

This cannot be blamed on his deep cunning. Serving a ruler is like walking on thin ice. Being born into such a royal family, with one's own father and brothers, is actually more dangerous than being an outsider.

This is probably the tragedy of the powerful and wealthy.

"Father?"

Caesar didn't speak. He watched Leon silently. Although he didn't show any emotion on his face, the aura of a human emperor made Leon feel as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss. Even something as simple as breathing became extremely difficult here.

"Leon, take a look at this."

After a moment of silence, Caesar pushed a piece of paper onto the table.

"Yes, Father."

Leon stepped forward respectfully, picked up the letter from the table, and began to read it carefully.

The contents of the letter were similar to what Leon had asked Hawkeye to write.

Hawkeye did indeed emphasize the conflict between Leon and Bancroft, as well as his indifference to Helena's escape, but—perhaps because Hawkeye was a military man and writing documents was somewhat difficult for him—he focused too much on those two aspects, completely failing to grasp the "degree" of his word choice. This made the letter seem like it was solely directed at Leon.

That was too hasty.

Even the wisest person can make a mistake!

Leon's heart sank. After reading Hawkeye's writing, he suddenly had a feeling that he was about to crash and burn.

After a short while, Leon calmly put down the envelope.

What do you think of Leon's performance?

Before Leon could report that he had finished reading, Caesar spoke first.

The very first question is a death trap.

Leon is Leon's brother but also his rival, and the situation in the palace is currently very stable.

Therefore, it would be inappropriate for Leon to say that Leon was good, because Leon could not be sure whether Caesar thought Leon handled things well, and praising Leon might displease Caesar.

However, it would be inappropriate for Leon to speak ill of Leon. For a younger brother to point out his elder brother's faults would likely expose his ambition to replace Leon in front of Caesar.

“Father, with my current level of understanding, I cannot comprehend it, but what I am certain of is that my elder brother is still far inferior to you.”

After hesitating for a fraction of a second, Leon quickly answered.

His answer made him appear humble while simultaneously flattering Caesar, a classic response from a seasoned bureaucrat.

This response is flawless and sounds nice, but it's utterly useless, just a string of empty words that's as good as saying nothing at all.

"Leon, I've left Leon to oversee the kingdom. Do you have any complaints?"

The topic of Caesar suddenly shifted.

“It is in accordance with propriety for my elder brother to oversee the country, and there is nothing wrong with it. As for me, being able to fight alongside my father on the battlefield will be the greatest honor of my life.”

Leon answered with a serious expression.

"Okay, then explain this letter from Bloomfield."

Caesar remained expressionless, his tone devoid of any emotion.

But Leon's face was already deathly pale.

Sure enough, I was still too inexperienced compared to Julius Caesar.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Sudden Pressure

"Father, I..."

Leon's legs trembled uncontrollably, and he was almost on the verge of kneeling down.

Caesar has already seen through it all, so what explanation can I offer?

“Leon, if this is all you’ve learned from Mr. Wolong, then it’s truly disappointing.”

After a moment of silence, Caesar slowly said, "Alright, you can go now. It's best not to do such a stupid thing again. I can pretend nothing happened today."

"Thank you, Father. I'll take my leave now."

Seeing that Caesar had no intention of pursuing the matter, Leon breathed a sigh of relief and fled in haste.

Ugh.

After Leon left, Caesar sighed softly, then drank the glass of snow that he had initially filled to the brim in one gulp.

After fleeing back to his tent in a disheveled state, Leon slumped into a chair, still drenched in cold sweat.

At this moment, the Nether Griffin suddenly appeared and delivered Eagle Eye's reply.

Leon quickly opened the envelope. The letter contained questions about Caesar's reaction and what his next steps should be.

In response, Leon angrily wrote four large characters and sent them back.

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In the palace, Hawkeye, upon receiving Leon's reply and seeing those four large characters, stiffened slightly and fell into deep thought.

Just as Leon and Hawkeye were both suffering setbacks, not long after, Leon also received an uninvited guest.

Caesar's office.

It was evening, and most of the important documents had been approved. Just as Leon was about to "go home," Hibbert, who had been invited to the palace for tea by Leon that morning, suddenly appeared again.

"Lord Hibbert, what's wrong with you? What's this—want to have some tea and chat about life with me? Weren't you reluctant this morning?"

Leon looked at Hibbert, who was rushing over, with some puzzlement.

"Your Highness is too kind. It is my honor to enjoy tea and discuss philosophy with you. How could I be unwilling? However—we have important matters to attend to now."

Hibbert's smile was fake.

"Business?"

Leon was being strange.

What could possibly happen between me and this guy?

"I have received a secret order from His Majesty. He wants me to bring back Helena, who has escaped. For this, I need to have certain local military mobilization authority. This requires Your Highness's signature and seal."

After speaking, Hibbout took out Caesar's handwritten letter and a printed application for the right to mobilize troops from the briefcase he was carrying.

"You're being sent to capture Helena?"

Leon accepted the handwritten note from Caesar, delivered by Hibbant, with some skepticism. After reading it carefully, his expression instantly darkened.

This is indeed Caesar's own handwriting, and Hibbot has absolutely no reason to deceive himself with such a thing.

In the letter, Caesar instructed him to cooperate fully with all of Hibbert's work. Although Leon was extremely unwilling, he had no choice; he was not yet powerful enough to defy Caesar's will.

"Hibot, almost all of our million elite troops are in the Coral Sea. The Empire's military strength is currently strained. If we mobilize them arbitrarily, it could lead to social unrest."

After signing and stamping, Leon said to Hibbert with a serious expression. He said this seemingly for the sake of people's livelihood, but in reality, he simply did not want Hibbert to use a large number of people to capture Helena.

Even if Helena has all the skills she needs now, her spirituality is still only at the gold level. Even if Helena is a queen now, she is still just one person. How could she possibly fight against a country?

If a large number of people are mobilized to capture her, she will have no chance of escaping unless she receives protection from other powerful forces, especially since this is a world where supernatural means can be used to find people.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I know what I'm doing."

Leon actually cares about the people of the empire?

Hibbert was slightly puzzled, but he smiled outwardly.

"Helena has been out of the palace for several days now, which is enough time for her to leave the city of Guberlan. The empire is vast, Your Grace, how do you plan to bring her back?"

When Leon handed the documents back to Hibbett, he smiled and tried to get information out of him.

"Your Highness, you don't need to worry about this. I have my own methods. Helena can't escape."

Duke Hibbout, a seasoned veteran of officialdom, was not easily tricked into revealing information by Leon. He directly answered Leon with a bunch of worthless but reasonable junk information.

"Is it?"

Leon's expression was mocking; he was trying to provoke Hibbert.

"Your Majesty entrusted this matter to me; do you not trust His Majesty?"

Hibbert wasn't fooled by Leon's tricks at all and immediately brought up Caesar.

Although he wasn't sure why Leon wanted to trick him into revealing information, Hibbert guessed that the kid probably wanted to capture Helena ahead of time, then report to His Majesty for credit, and also complain about how incompetent he was.

"Of course I trust you, sir. I wish you all the best."

Success! Damn it.

Leon tried to keep smiling.

"Then Your Highness, I shall take my leave."

Hibbert smiled slightly and, without waiting for Leon's agreement, quickly left the office and walked away.

hiss,

Why did Caesar suddenly want to get involved?

At this point in time, under normal circumstances, Helena would not be able to leave Fitch.

As long as she remains in Fchester, given Heathcliff's abilities, if he wanted to catch her—she might actually be caught.

Leon paced anxiously in his office.

We absolutely cannot let them capture Helena. If Helena is taken back to the palace, I really won't be able to protect her anymore. Caesar, that war maniac! He will definitely use other, even darker methods to completely turn her into a tool of war.