"Solved?"

The uncle hunter was leaning against a tree with a piece of grass in his mouth. He seemed to be used to this kind of thing.

This made Ivan feel that this was not a serious hunter.

"Sister Christine is waiting for you there." After saying that, the uncle lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

This made Ivan, who was about to say "goodbye" to him, quite embarrassed.

"Sister..." When they arrived at another place, Christine was standing under the tree with her back to Ivan, meditating.

"Now that you're here, everything is over, right?"

"Well, he got the ending he deserved."

Kristine also nodded. She was the one who originally asked Ivan to solve the problem.

I guess she is not a serious nun.

Ivan's face was serious, but in his heart he was secretly thinking about his parents.

"Helena, how is she?" Ivan has never seen Miss Kang since the old nun took her away in a hurry.

Kristine was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said: "That child used power that she shouldn't have used. If she appears in people's eyes now, I'm afraid she will become a heretic wanted by the Holy See within three days.

.”

This is relatively close to the fact that Ivan himself guessed. After all, he who hit the scene directly last night witnessed the evil power of that force with his own eyes.

"Furthermore, Jim's death is not a trivial matter after all. The Chester Chamber of Commerce will not let its members disappear inexplicably. Some people still know about the conflict between Helena and Jim, and it is for her own good to send the child away.

.”

Christine said.

…

After returning to the royal city and separating from the nuns, Ivan did not choose to return to the academy.

Today, he has another special "friend" that he needs to visit.

After passing through the "unique" slums and unique wealthy areas of King Odin's City, the area ahead is not an area that ordinary people can live in.

This is a place where only the princes and nobles of Odin's Court are qualified to live.

Walking into a long, quiet street shaded by green willows, at the end of the street is a rather grand-looking mansion.

Its layout is regular and the architecture is excellent, which fully embodies the royal family's glorious and wealthy style and the folk's pure and elegant charm. At first glance, it can be seen that it was designed by extremely skilled craftsmen.

Although this mansion is not well-known among the people, all the princes and nobles know that this is a birthday gift from the old king to his favorite third prince of the empire.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Ivan had just walked closer when he was stopped by the guard at the door.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince's friend, Ivan."

"Okay, Master Mage, please allow me to go and make an announcement first."

Ivan nodded. Fortunately, he chose to wear a mage's robe to go out today. If he was still dressed like a down-and-out mercenary, the other party's attitude would be greatly reduced.

Within a moment, the guards who confirmed Ivan's identity as a citizen of the Empire let him go.

Although the mansion was large, Ivan didn't see many servants. The third prince was away all year round, and his style was mainly simple, which was in sharp contrast to other princes and nobles in the empire.

As far as Ivan knows, the number of slaves under the control of the Peter Fresa family, the most powerful family in the empire, may exceed 30,000.

"The capital of all evil."

Ivan could only sigh like this. Even though he felt pity for those slaves whose status might not even be as good as that of pigs and horses, he was really powerless to change this.

This is the pattern of the entire continent, and the mutual trading of slaves and inhuman treatment are also things allowed by the continent.

This world is like this, cruel and real.

After all, even the "brave" cannot save everything, even the "brave" cannot break the stubborn tradition between the nobility and the kingdom, even the "brave" cannot change the most primitive nature of mankind, even the "brave"...

…

There are really too many things that a "brave" can't do, but Ivan is still willing to move forward with this goal. If he can do it, he will definitely do it. If he can't, then he will work hard to do it...

In the midst of random thoughts, Ivan arrived.

"Dong dong dong, is there anyone?"

"Is it Ivan? You can just come in directly. I have asked the servants to leave in advance. As for myself...it may be a little inconvenient to open the door for you now."

Ivan opened the door, and with just one glance he understood why Edward said "it was not convenient for him to open the door for him."

"I said, how could you do this? Hahahaha!"

Before Ivan's eyes, His Highness the Third Prince, who was originally handsome and handsome and was the dream lover of countless young girls in the royal city, was completely wrapped up in bandages and turned into... well, a mummy, with only two eyes left outside.

"Don't laugh, it's great now. I almost lost my life."

"I really don't know how the girls in the city will react when they see you like this."

"Maybe you'll like my new look more, haha."

"I'm not kidding you. I just heard that you are back. How did you end up like this?"

"Alas." As soon as he mentioned this, Edward's expression became serious.

"It's Romaniel."

"Romaniel?!"

"Well, they attacked Fimir Fortress where I was stationed."

"Why is there no news about such a big thing..."

"The empire is not at peace right now, you know. Maybe the higher-ups chose to hide it in order not to cause panic."

Edward stretched out his bandaged hand and pointed upward.

"Romaniel succeeded?"

"Of course not, who do you think I am?"

Edward's voice was filled with indescribable pride. Although his plan was a bit risky, he finally won the bet, successfully reversed the entire battle and defended the Fimir Fortress.

Although Ivan wanted to attack him, Edward was indeed an expert in this aspect of war, not to mention that this man was injured like this, so there seemed to be no problem in letting him boast about himself.

"You said that you, a real prince, have made yourself look like a human and a ghost. Wouldn't it be better to imitate your two brothers?"

"Everyone has his own ambitions, but the commander of Fimir Fortress was almost scared to death."

"Hahaha, it feels very graphic."

"Alas, many people in the empire are now corpse-eaters, and there really aren't many people we can rely on." Edward said worriedly: "The most important thing is that we don't know why Romaniel attacked Fimir Fortress that night, and...

Their plan and subsequent actions..."

Ivan didn't know how to answer Edward. After all, he didn't understand politics and military affairs, so he could only comfort the third prince at this time by saying, "Everything will be fine."

Edward smiled reluctantly, agreeing with Ivan's words.

"What are you going to do next?"

Ivan asked.

"Hurry up and recover quickly, visit your father, and then leave the royal city as quickly as possible."

"That's true..."

Ivan seemed to have guessed that Edward would say this, so he was not surprised at all.

"Then what else can I do? Do you think I don't want to stay with my father?"

Edward also had grievances.

Yes, everyone will have grievances. Even if this person does not fight or grab, and has a gentle personality (referred to as Buddhist type), he is still a human being, and as long as he is a human being, he will have his own emotions.

He can endure it, but he is definitely not without resentment. It's just that he often makes choices that wrong him after weighing them.

Edward is such a person.

When he was a child, he had indeed imagined that he would ascend the throne after his father grew old, leading the Odin Empire to another peak just like the man he admired.

He has such strength, he has been the most loved by his father since he was a child, almost all the officials support him, and he is also the most expected by the people.

But as he grew older, he gradually began to hate the cold throne.

Because of his growth, he has seen a lot more clearly.

The arrogance among the nobles, the coldness among the royal family, and the sometimes helpless compromises made by his father all told him that the highest position did not seem to be as good as he imagined.

He didn't want to be hypocritical, he didn't want to compromise, he didn't want to freeze his heart, so he gave up.

He would always remember the disappointed look in his father's eyes when he told him, as well as the countless looks of surprise, confusion and ridicule from those around him, even his two brothers.

Although his father was disappointed with his decision, he still treated him well enough to make his other siblings jealous.

After all, as the third prince of the empire, he was so outstanding that he was almost carved out of the same mold as his father when he was young.
To be continued...