The circle on the wheelchair keeps rolling on the golden carpet, round and round. If there is a creature on the circle, it may not know that it has walked a long way and passed one end point after another. Outside the circle The world is ever-changing, but it thinks it is standing still.

Anastasia didn't have any nervousness when walking with these two big shots, because this was not the first time she had been so close to these two people. Basically, every time she came to this city, the two of them would ask her for something.

But this time, things may not be that simple.

The reason for this feeling is that the two adults reacted differently than before. The most obvious point is that both of them spoke less. It seemed that they had been immersed in their own thoughts for a long time.

Their silence swallowed up the stagnant air in the corridor, and like the disorderly hollow, swallowed up time and space, and became extremely long. For a while, they were silent and just walked quietly. Until Leiboni broke the silence: "Miss Anna, how are your two sisters?"

"Mr. Earl" Anastasia smiled and said: "Although I haven't determined where they are, I can deeply feel that Katarina and Eunson are well. Thank you for your concern."

"Bless you all and hope to reunite soon~~"

"Thank you, Mr. Earl~~"

Leiboni smiled "Hoo ho" and turned to the general on the other side: "Butlin, how about Ramrek?"

Buterin hardly needed much time to think before he said: "Young Master is loyal to both his family and the Lorraine Army, but that is not enough."

What's not up to the mark? What did they suddenly discuss?

The two started a new topic without warning. Anastasia was completely unprepared and had no idea what they were talking about.

"Hoo ho ho" Leboni said: "I have been polishing it in your hands for so many years, but I still can't get your approval. Butlin, isn't it too much?"

"Teacher," Buterin said, "the only person in my mind who can do it, there has been only one teacher for so many years."

"Hoo ho ho, Butlin" Leiboni: "I am already old. No matter how beautiful my words are, I won't feel anything anymore."

General Buterin didn't say anything, and Leiboni continued: "Besides, don't forget that you are also an old man. When a person reaches a certain age, his vision will not keep up with the times. Listen to my advice, yours You can’t keep your eyes on these old people.”

Buterin: "No matter what you say, teacher, students will not change their views."

"Oh? You're still the same, Butlin... Sometimes, I really don't want to put too much burden on my descendants." Leboni: "But I'm really late too much, and I've missed so many beautiful things. It seems that I've always been late. It’s been like this ever since.”

Buterin was silent again and had no intention of opening his mouth to comfort him, because those words were meaningless to the teacher. And Leiboni started a lot of irrelevant words: "It's been so many years, you are tired too, right?" , is it time to pursue something else~~ I wonder what happened to the woman who watched the sunrise with you in Rolofu..."

Anastasia had a hard time holding back her laughter. She didn't expect the general to have such a side. Looking at the sunrise? I couldn't imagine him doing such a serious thing.

Buterin frowned slightly, and it could be seen that he was finally a little emotional. He said: "Teacher, let's use our energy on meaningful things."

"How can feelings be meaningless?" Leiboni: "How important feelings are. Without feelings, people are just zombies. Without them, what is the meaning of life? The world is gray. What is it compared to?

Mission and power are much more important. Feelings are the best! Long live feelings!"

Buterin was ashamed, but he seemed to be accustomed to his behavior as a child, and just endured it silently. But Leboni was still muttering: "Don't take it seriously. Before it's too late..."

"Before it's too late, Butlin," the old man's voice gradually became quieter: "You can give up everything. You can leave me, an old man with half his foot in the soil, and everything in this city.

Just do what you want to do. Buterin, the thing I regret the most as a teacher is to entrust you with many heavy burdens. As a result, you will deeply understand the most valuable and powerful side of you.

Hiding. That was wrong, can you understand now? Go before it's too late, kid."

The air became stagnant again, and the two people who heard this fell into a long silence.

Buterin pondered for a long time, and then said with firm eyes: "It seems that you have never really understood me. You are the most valuable and powerful side of me. The city you built with your own hands is also...

My most precious and powerful shield."

The wheels didn't stop turning, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the main building of the house. The surrounding walls were covered with portraits, indicating that this place was already quite a hidden place.

With his back to the two of them, the expression on Laiboni's face was not seen. From a perspective unknown to them, Laiboni had opened his eyes slightly and scanned the portrait on the wall.

What they failed to see on his face was the look of disappointment and loneliness. He was not disappointed with Butlin, but disappointed with everything in front of him.

Although I had my own share of the reason why these things were placed there, I had never been interested in them.

This is such a sad thing.

But this idea is not entirely accurate...

He came to a portrait of Mia Leboni, who existed outside this boundless misery.

"Butlin, I know that this power is very important to you." Leboni: "But no matter what you are going to do next, slow down and take your time. Slowly understand it."

However, I will not be laid to rest so quickly, there is still plenty of time. However, I should pay more attention to myself."

His mood calmed down quickly, and Buterin and Anastasia did not notice this ups and downs at all.

Buterin didn't answer, so he took it as acquiescence.

"Moreover, this power has its own ideas." Leiboni: "Maybe it already has the heir it wants."

"???" Butlin's eyes widened: "Teacher?"

What does it mean??

It was said casually and in an understatement, but Butlin felt that there was something in the words. The teacher's thoughts were always like an endless ocean. No matter how he thought and researched, he could not fully understand what was going on in this ocean.

Things. I don’t know when, but he has lost his way in it. He worked hard for every answer and completely forgot about his own feelings.

"Teacher...do you have anything to say to me?" This moment was the most confusing moment for Butlin in many years. He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, he would miss the most important information. If he said the wrong thing, he would let him know.

The answer is to run away into the distance.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the answer would never appear in his hands. If it were so easy, then he should have got it many years ago... He himself knew this very well.

Sure enough, the old man just smiled "hehe", and then appeared in the corridor with a slightly electromagnetic voice: "Pay more attention to yourself."

"I want to go into the study alone." Leboni said, "You can go do your own thing. I'll see you at the dinner."

After saying goodbye to them, the old man rolled his wheelchair and left alone. Not long after, he disappeared around the corner.

Anastasia glanced at Butlin. He was still so calm, but she could clearly see the panic just now.

No matter how hard she reacted at first, she understood what they were talking about. They were probably talking about the heir to the power of the king.

Outside this building, most people think that the best candidate for succession must be the third young master Ramrek Leboni. But only the three people here know that before the real heir appears, it is still difficult to make a decision.

premature.

But what did Mr. Count mean by what he just said?

"Maybe it already has the heir it wants."

This sentence does not give any answer. It is like a small thread rolled up on the sweater woven on the answer.

You can't help but pull it.

Did Mr. Count know something else but didn't tell the general? She thought of the general's panic just now, which was an expression she had never seen on him before.

Did I underestimate the seriousness of the matter?

Could it be...that all this has something to do with that young man?

Otherwise, why did the Earl entrust me to do that kind of thing yesterday? He also asked me to use my telekinesis ability to lure the young man here... What on earth is Mr. Earl thinking? Is it true that no one has ever understood his heart?

"General," she said carefully: "General, you and Mr. Earl, I have been friends for many years... Because of this, and because the matter is very important, please seriously consider what I am going to say... Just use me

With your ability, you can understand what Mr. Earl really wants——"

Buterin interrupted her without hesitation: "Anastasia, whatever you are thinking about now...stop this fantasy."

"..."

"The teacher's thoughts can only be expressed by him personally. No one can intrude into his inner palace without permission. I hope you understand this."

"…Okay, General."

Buterin looked at the corner where Leboni disappeared with a solemn expression.

"The most critical thing is not what the teacher decides to do... but that no matter what decision he makes, I will absolutely support him."
Chapter completed!