The focus is not on Luxius, but on the genius of the Lionheart Family.
The Earl of Lionheart paused for a mont, his stern face softened, and he laughed wildly, "That’s right, that’s right, Flandre, at a ti like this, it’s you who sees things most clearly.
These fools! They harp on about the titles of their own families every day but have never thought that in the eyes of the outside world, they all have only one appellation, and that is the Lionheart Family.
When they can achieve the point where others don’t see them as mbers of the Lionheart Family, then they will naturally possess the ability to inherit the Duchy."
The Count Rezhe’s expression beca sowhat subtle and awkward with these words.
Although he did not outwardly emphasize the Charles family, he knew deep down that his recognition of the surna Charles was still incredibly intense.
And that was exactly the point the Earl of Lionheart disdained!
Thinking of this, his gaze shifted subtly towards Kael.
He rembered the words Kael had said in front of everyone before:
"What my surna is, is for to decide. As long as I am strong enough, the world will only honor as the glory of the Helois Family. But if I ignore my own power, whether my na is Charles or not, I will be ruthlessly trampled underfoot.
It has always been so, and it will be so in the future."
In that mont, Count Rezhe instantly understood why the Earl of Lionheart would take such a fancy to this youngster!
Because while they were still confined to becoming the master of the Duchy, to beco the second Earl of Lionheart, this brat had already begun to ponder how to beco the unique self, the one and only Helois.
With that thought, Count Rezhe looked up at the Family Head and saw an appreciative expression on his face, so he couldn’t help but say:
"Duke, I was wrong. What a pity, before I was too arrogant. Had I known the potential of this path sooner, perhaps I wouldn’t have interfered so rashly.
No, I did not fulfill the Knight’s oath well, I hesitated… even if I had known earlier, I probably would still have acted out of jealousy and anger to ddle!"
The Earl of Lionheart nodded, seeming to reprimand him, but spoke in a light tone, after all, honesty is a comndable trait, so he said:
"It’s not too late for you to have realized now. What’s most feared in this world is not being weak, but lacking self-awareness. In this respect, you’ve done much better than that fool Campbell."
The Earl of Lionheart really thought that way; despite the Charles family’s frequent collaboration with the wealthy rchants in recent years, the core control and initiative were in the hands of the Charles family.
They can be used, but not fully relied upon.
If they only knew to blindly cooperate with those wealthy rchants for profit, the Earl of Lionheart could be certain that for more gains, that group of rchants would exploit the Duchy’s potential for future developnt without limit.
What you lose is just the potential for the Duchy’s developnt and the future of the youth, but what I lose is the wealth that could buy lives!
These people would definitely think that way.
"I heard that recently, a fair number of incidents have occurred among the major trading companies, tell about it." The Earl of Lionheart brought up the subject with a slight ntion.
Count Rezhe nodded and reported on the situations of several Chambers of Comrce that had problems, ending with a remark,
"In recent years, the rchants have demanded that practitioners work overti without additional pay, and are not willing to pay for this extra work. But no worries, the situation has now cald down."
The Earl of Lionheart nodded to show he understood, then asked again, "Tell , how did you handle it?"
Count Rezhe revealed a cruel smile and said, "It’s quite simple, find those most excessive rchants.
Since they treat practitioners, with whom they have no slave relationship, as if they were slaves, they would act even more cruelly in darker corners.
Find evidence of their cris, hang them on street lamps or chop off their heads, and then distribute the manner of their deaths through newspapers into the hands of every rchant.
That way, they’ll weigh for themselves whether they want to be the next one hanging from a street lamp.
As a result, they will start bickering internally, incessantly passing the buck, and they won’t have the strength to stir up such unreasonable dramas anymore."
After these words, Kael was startled.
At this mont, he suddenly felt that confronting Count Rezhe might have been a bit too much?
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Fortunately, such emotions only arose for a second in his heart before he quickly suppressed them.
Strike when you need to strike; you can’t relax your vigilance because of so actions of the enemy.
...
Flandre was indifferent to this, just looking at Kael, increasingly feeling that this child knew what really mattered.
She blinked her long eyelashes, but in fact, few knew that after Father ascended to Demigod, he began to gradually lose human emotions.
That’s not quite right, rather than losing emotions, it would be more accurate to say that more important emotions replaced his originally intense sentints.
For the Longevity Species, ti itself is the greatest poison, eroding spirit and soul over the years. Without taking other asures, they would lose more of their own emotions.
Therefore, Demigods like Father would choose a ’anchor’ for themselves.
The existence of the ’anchor’ is like the Church bell tolling in the morning, reminding Father, whose spirit is constantly eroded by ti, telling him, ’Hey, the thing you value most is right here, rember to keep it in mind!’
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