Chapter 432 [Secret!]

Span felt weird.

Maybe it was my own illusion.

When the bad news from the northwest came, my father, the new prime minister, was always full of gloom.

But after the enthronement of "Duke Rhine", after attending the ceremony, my father, who returned to the mansion, seemed to look much better, as if he was in a better mood.

Originally, since my father became prime minister, every night when I returned to the mansion, I locked myself in the study for a long time until midnight before I had dinner.

If this continues, Span is really worried that the old man's body will not be able to withstand it.

But today, after returning from the palace, when my father walked off the carriage, he actually had a hint of relaxed...smile on his face?

According to the past practice, Span accompanied his father into the study and was about to turn around and leave when his father's voice suddenly came from behind:

"I'm hungry, let the kitchen deliver supper to the study."

Span turned around in surprise and looked at his father.

Ovedo smiled pursed his lips and looked at his son before continuing to smile: "Let them send two of them here, you can eat with me here."

"……yes."

Span walked out and gave instructions to the servant, then returned to the study.

There was originally a small table in the study, which was used to drink tea during rest on weekdays.

At this moment, the father and son sat face to face around the table.

Ovedo looked at his son who looked a little uncomfortable and smiled softly: "Have the military headquarters reported?"

"Um."

"How does it feel?"

Span wanted to speak but stopped, Ovedo smiled: "No need to worry, we father and son closed the door and talked, what else is there to say."

Span sighed: "The military headquarters has quit my position. I am transferred to a military position as a civil servant. I am afraid I won't give me any real position for the time being. It would be good if I don't get a false title and quit me as a decoration."

Ovedo's finger tapped on the table a few times, his eyes flashing: "What about your own thoughts? Where do you want to go?"

Span smiled bitterly and said, "I... actually don't know. Father, I just want to do something practical."

"Actually?"

Ovedo smiled faintly. His tone was a little unpredictable: "There is no practical thing to do in the imperial army now. Is the border on the north? If you go there, you will guard the border. It seems unlikely that we and the orcs will break out. As for the south... we can only go to the southern swamp to slowly wait for rust. The only thing that has something else is the navy... The trade on the Nanyang Line is still very busy, and the navy has many escort tasks. If you join the navy, you may have some things to do."

Span sneered: "Driving the imperial warship and running to the South China Sea to show off his power to those indigenous small sampans? I don't have much interest in this kind of thing."

Ovedo stared at his son quietly. After a while, the old man smiled slightly: "What do you want to do?"

Span thought about it and was about to say something, but Ovedo waved his hand: "Actually, I understand... from childhood to adulthood, the one you yearn for the most is the Air Jockey Team."

Span's face turned red.

"It's a pity that you don't have magical talent, and you don't even have the level of a magic apprentice." Ovedo looked at his son with a little regretful look: "I know you have been fascinated by the combat modes of flying in the sky since you were a child. You have been studying the documents about air combat written by the first Duke of Tulip since you were young. I let you learn from the two years you studied at the Imperial Military Academy, everyone knew that you were an "air combat fan". I remember that the teachers in the Military Academy evaluated. If you are just strategically speaking, you are indeed very talented. It's a pity..."

"It's a pity that I can't fight on the front line on a flying broom." Span's face was a little gloomy: "I can only serve as a civilian position at most and be a combat staff officer in the rear."

"Actually, your martial arts are good." Ovedo looked at his son: "Why... don't you change your mind? Maybe... the cavalry unit..."

Span took a deep breath, looked at his father seriously, and said in an almost pious tone: "Father! The first Duke of Tulip had written a book a hundred years ago and clearly stated that the era of cavalry will end soon! In the future, air combat will become an important factor in determining war! The future war is no longer a plane war, but a three-dimensional war! The advantage of cavalry lies in the maneuver power that is far superior to infantry, and is good at raiding, detour and other combat modes... But once the skill level of air combat is broken, the maneuver power of air strikes will be far ten times or even a hundred times better than that of cavalry! By that time..."

Seeing that his son was about to continue talking, Ovedo was not angry, and looked at his son with a fatherly look. Such a scene and such conversations have happened many times over the years. His son is fascinated by air combat. He is naturally the most familiar person to be a father.

"Okay, okay." Ovedo watched his son go on a long-term discussion, and immediately stopped his son from continuing to instill the superiority of air combat in himself, and smiled faintly: "I have an idea."

"Well?"

Ovedo's expression became serious: "You... go to the northwest!"

“…………”

...

As if he was knocked unconscious by his father's words, Span was silent for a long time before exclaiming: "Northwest? Father? Do you mean, I'll go, go... Thunder Whip?"

"Of course it's Thunder Whip." Ovedo nodded slowly: "Otherwise, where else can it be? You must be disdainful of the local garrison troops. I can't stuff you into the Tulips' private army."

"Then I don't object..." Span muttered a few words in a low voice, but seeing his father's expression becoming serious, he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. He hesitated for a moment and tentatively said: "Why have you... suddenly changed your mind? If you go to the Northwest at this time, wouldn't you...didn't you always refuse to let me out? Now when you go to the Northwest, aren't you afraid that I will be involved in the civil war?"

Ovedo snorted: "If Aker is sent to the Northwest to take charge of the overall situation this time, of course I will not let you go! I will also transfer you to another place, the farther the better! But now... the situation is different. Your Majesty has ordered that Panin will take charge of the overall situation in the Northwest. This new Duke of Rhine. I think he and Aker are not the same. If he goes to the Northwest, my worries will be much smaller. Maybe, this civil war will not be fought."

"ah?"

Looking at his son's confused eyes, Ovedo sighed - but then he thought, after all, he was his own son. If he didn't teach him, who else could he expect to teach him?

Thinking of this, Ovedo had to cheer up and look at his son: "Span... Speaking of civil war, do you think, who wants to fight the civil war the most now?"

"Who wants to fight a civil war the most?" Span curled his lips, and his tone was a little disdainful: "Of course it was the usurper..."

"Shut up!!"

Ovedo suddenly became popular!

The old man slapped the table hard, stared at his son angrily, shouting: "If you say such a ridiculous thing in the future, then you should resign from all your official positions as soon as possible, and honestly go home to study behind closed doors! Or go back to your hometown territory to be a rich man in the countryside with peace of mind! Otherwise, if you say this, you will kill you sooner or later!"

Looking at his son's puzzled eyes, Ovedo gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "No matter in any occasion in the future! Even at home, when you, my father and my son are alone... such words as "usurper", are never allowed to mention a single word!"

"But... Hilo he was..."

"Shut up! Stupid stuff!"

Ovedo suddenly became angry. He looked at his son with some disappointment and said coldly: "Okay! I will tell you something very well today! Do you think Hilo is a usurper. He is not worthy of being the emperor?"

"..." Span opened his eyes wide and glared at his father. Although he didn't say anything, his dissatisfied expression obviously agreed to his father's problem.

"But remember it for me! Listen carefully! Whether you want it or you hate it! The current imperial emperor is His Majesty Hilo! He has been crowned nine months ago! Whether it is the Temple of Light, the Magic Union, the Magic Academy, or even the Tulip Family, they have already recognized his throne! In other words, this is an instant fact! It will not change again!"

Speaking of this, Ovedo pointed at his son: "And you... what are you! You are just my son! You are just a little official! What qualifications do you have to despise or even ignore this fact?! Span! I tell you! No matter what you think about it yourself! His Majesty Hilo is the emperor! If you have the ability... you can rebel, you can rebel! Then overthrow him! But you don't have the ability!

Since you don’t have this ability, then as a Rolander, you must accept this fact!

Or you will completely give up your career and future and be a hermit at home! If you still want to continue to be an official in this empire, put away your sarcastic face! See this fact clearly: He is the emperor! It is your emperor!!

If you keep saying he is a usurper...

So with this attitude, you will sooner or later cause a disaster! Sooner or later, it will bring disaster to our entire family!!

Remember, you are not an ordinary remote official! You are a nobleman! You are a nobleman in the imperial capital! You are in the imperial capital! You are my son! As the son of the prime minister, you will be stared at by countless people! Your words and deeds will be paid attention to!

If you continue to dare to hold this sarcastic attitude... it would be a desperate situation!

Idiot, do you understand?”

Span shook his body, his face turned pale, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a few deep breaths before whispering: "I... understand, father!"

He swore to his father solemnly: "I will definitely remember your words and never make such mistakes again!"

"...I hope you remember these things firmly." Ovedo looked at his son.

At this time, an old servant in the house knocked on the door outside, and the servant immediately brought the dinner in and placed it on the table.

The father and son used dinner face to face. During the meal, Ovedo seemed to have lost interest in talking to his son, and he ate his own dinner without saying a word.

But Span couldn't calm down after all.

Seeing his father wipe his mouth after eating, he finally couldn't bear it and whispered: "Father, what you said just now..."

Ovedo looked up at his son and said, "Hmm?"

"You asked me before, who is the one who wants to fight a civil war..."

"Do you think it's His Majesty the Emperor?" Ovedo sneered.

"Who isn't he?" Span sighed: "He did the method of actively weakening the Tulips family. He colluded with the Northwest Independent Division to embezzle the Tulips' private army, which was also done by him. He has been proactively provoking the Tulips family, so..."

"Provocation... does not mean trying to fight a civil war."

Ovedo slowly shook his head and looked at his son, then he sighed: "Child. Remember! In your long career in the future, you must remember what I said today: Sometimes, some seemingly intense means may not be to provoke a war, or may be just a bluff... You are afraid that it will take more than ten years to see through the falsehood and reality of this."

"Bluff?" Span smacked his lips.

"His Majesty Hilo is a madman. But he is not a fool! He is not an idiot! A person who endured for many years, planned a dead end, used many backs, forced the emperor to death step by step, and successfully took office... is definitely not an idiot! Even if you look down on him, even if you don't like him, you must admit this."

Span nodded, he still understood this.

"His Majesty Hilo's previous series of actions seemed fierce, and seemed to have raised a knife to the Tulips family. It seemed to be provoking everywhere and threatening the Tulips family everywhere... But in fact, from his real purpose, he didn't want to really fight a civil war with the Tulips family at all!"

Ovedo patiently told his understanding to his son:

"He is not an idiot! Although the Tulips family is too powerful and hinders the authority of imperial power, the Tulips family also has people's expectations, prestige, people's hearts... and even has strong strength.

From beginning to end, even with such fierce actions as colluding with the Northwest Independent Division, Hilo did not intend to really start a war mode with the Tulips.

Everything he did was deliberately waving his butcher knife, and then using all the conditions he could use to threaten the Tulips family! Force the Tulips family! Use power to suppress others and force the Tulips family to give in!

I didn't hide you... The White King was planning a conspiracy on the grassland, and the Northwest Independent Division also rebelled... Plus Hilo's Thunder Whip... The Tulips can be said to be attacked from three sides!

But even in this situation, Hilo did not start a war directly.

His ultimate goal is to force the Tulip family to choose to retreat and make concessions in such a difficult environment.
To be continued...