Hosier had been very happy recently. The eldest prince and the second prince were fighting for the throne. If it were anyone else, they would choose a side and find someone who thought they had a bright future to rely on. But the Morey family did not need to do so. No matter who became the king, the Morey family was still the most stable family in the capital.
Absolute financial control was the foundation of the Morey family's foothold in the capital for hundreds of years.
However, the Master Spellcaster yesterday said that although it was stable, the measure of the prosperity of a big family was whether they were happy and in a good mood.
If the eldest prince became the king, their family would live a similar life, but suppression, testing, and tit-for-tat would be inevitable. Such a life, let alone happiness, was difficult to sleep well. But if they supported the second prince, they would naturally be in a good mood, and maybe the Morey family would get greater development.
But now there was no news of the second prince. He was very well hidden. Not to mention the Morey family, even the eldest prince could not find him.
It did not matter if they could not find him. Anyway, the Morey family was sitting on the fishing platform, and they just had to adapt to the situation.
It was getting late at night, and Hosier's tiredness surged up again. Generally speaking, old people slept early, lightly, and rarely. However, Hosier was very strange. He was also an old man, but he slept early, deeply, and for a long time. It sounded good, but there was also a disadvantage. If he did not sleep enough for a day, not only would he be angry, but he would not be in good spirits for two or three days.
The butler brought a cup of hot milk, and Hosier slowly drank it. When he was about to get up and go to sleep, his trusted guard pushed the door open and reported, "Flag leader, the Master Spellcaster from yesterday is here again."
"Oh?" After a few seconds of silence, Hosier raised his head and said, "Invite him in."
After the trusted guard left, he rang the bell on the table, and two professionals came in, standing on his left and right.
The older one was, the more afraid they were of death. Hosier was in such a sensitive period. He did not dare to be alone with unfamiliar professionals. In case the other party suddenly hurt him, he, an ordinary old man, could crush him with a finger.
Not long after. The person was brought here. Hosier looked at Liang Lidong's bright gold hair, which reflected a faint gold luster in the candlelight, and was quite envious.
In this world where bloodlines were highly valued, many bloodline characteristics could be seen at a glance. For example, bright blonde hair like this. Only the Divine Sons would have them. Hosier had lived for several decades, but this was the first time he had seen such a pure and beautiful luster of hair.
It was indeed somewhat inappropriate to use the words' pure 'and' beautiful 'to describe her hair. However, Hosier couldn't think of any other words to describe the characteristics of her bloodline.
Or was he really a Divine Son? This thought flashed through Hosier's mind. Then, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. If he really was the Son of God, his Father God or Mother God's Temple would have already protected him tightly. It would be difficult for him to even leave the Temple, so how could he be allowed to run around? He was even involved in such a terrifying matter as the struggle for royal power.
"I heard that you were very eloquent last night and managed to convince the First Prince to send the Queen out." Hosier nodded towards Liang Lidong, "This is truly admirable. I wonder what good things Your Excellency has brought to our Morey Clan."
An old dog was loyal, and an old man was crafty. Hosier's words meant that Liang Lidong had taken advantage of the Morey Clan to gain benefits, but the Morey Clan didn't receive any actual benefits, so he was a little unhappy.
Liang Lidong understood. He smiled and said, "That's why I came back."
Generally, when aristocrats talked about things, they liked to beat around the bush. However, the people at the highest level didn't like this. They really liked to hide their true intentions in their words. But they preferred to reveal their intentions at the beginning. Whether you could understand it or not, that was your problem.
"Tell me about it."
"We intend to kill Camas."
Hosier suddenly straightened his back like a pine tree. His eyes were burning and bright, sweeping away the turbidity and numbness from before, "Really? How? "
The Morey Clan did have conflicts with the First Prince. But the one they hated the most was not the First Prince, but the Soro Clan, which they had no enmity with.
Most of the time, no enmity was the greatest enmity. Conflicts on the surface were easy to resolve, but in private conflicts of interest, once started, it would be a life-and-death struggle.
The Morey Clan could be said to be a top aristocratic clan in the capital, and even in Hollevin, but there was always a family that was against them in private, and that was the Soro Clan.
The two families had been fighting in the dark for about three hundred years, and both sides had destroyed a lot of the other's interests at the expense of others. The hatred between the two sides had reached the point of life and death, but when they met on the surface, they were happy and harmonious, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.
They were indeed old friends, old friends who would stab each other in the back as long as there was a chance. More than three hundred years of hatred was sandwiched together and could only be washed away with blood.
"Of course, it's to find an opportunity to sneak in, kill the patriarch, and then kill some important Soro clansmen." Liang Lidong said lightly, but the blood in his words gushed out, "Only children, women, and children after the age of ten, what do you think, Your Excellency?"
Hosier's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily and discontentedly, "Women and children, not a single one."
He said it resolutely and decisively, without any intention of beating around the bush.
Liang Lidong said lightly, "That's enough."
Hosier's eyes were like knives, and he stared coldly at Liang Lidong, "You killed the patriarch of the Soro Clan, and then killed their important direct descendants. Do you think those women and children can live?"
"So, I'm here to ask for a condition from the Morey Clan. They must live. " Liang Lidong still looked indifferent, and he wasn't the slightest bit frightened by Hosier's imposing manner, "I've killed many people, but I've never killed women and children who didn't deserve to die."
Hosier suddenly stood up, slapped the table heavily, and shouted angrily, "You idiot, leaving those women and children, are you going to wait for them to come back and take revenge on us? Is there something wrong with your brain? If you want to kill, you should cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, or don't kill at all. How can you achieve great things with this kind of half-hearted attitude? How did your parents teach you? Did they teach you to be such an idiot? "
These words were like a stick and a spear, and they belittled Liang Lidong to the point that he was worthless.
But Liang Lidong still looked indifferent, "Our bottom line is that we don't involve family."
Hosier stared at Liang Lidong, and gasped for breath. After a while, he said bitterly, "Well, I won't kill them if you say so, humph."
Liang Lidong continued, "You're not allowed to let them die either. Moreover, you have to protect them until those children reach the age of twenty. "
"That's enough."
Hosier threw the expensive porcelain on the desk to the ground, and the crisp sound startled the two guards of the Morey Clan. They had never seen their patriarch so angry, and they thought that the young man in front of them would certainly die a very, very miserable death.
But Liang Lidong continued, "After they reach the age of twenty, you will let them go. If they don't want to take revenge, then you can let them live or die. If they want to take revenge, then you can kill them. "
Hosier was still staring at Liang Lidong with that kind of frightening gaze. Hosier was so angry that his chest was bulging, and his gasping for breath echoed in the study.
The two trusted guards felt that their palms were sweating. Hosier was not a professional, but he had been sitting in a high position for decades, and had developed a special kind of imposing manner. This kind of imposing manner was very pure, and also very rough.
But Liang Lidong had also been a lord, and he had even seen and fought with demigods. No matter how powerful Hosier was, he was far inferior to a demigod.
But soon, Hosier calmed down, and stared at Liang Lidong as if he was looking at an enemy, an equal enemy.
Although he was very gentle before. But there was always a sense of condescension in his eyes.
"You are a very interesting person. I haven't seen such a sinister and cunning young man for more than ten years."
"You flatter me."
Hosier said mockingly, "This is not a compliment, but a fact. Your mind is as dirty as this old man's, but only people like you can live longer. " "Only people like you can live longer."
Liang Lidong smiled and said, "I never thought I was dirty. I always thought I had a bottom line."
"It's just self-deception." Hosier retracted his eyelids, "If you want to kill Camas, how do you need us to cooperate?"
"You attack the Soro family manor from the front." Liang Lidong said lightly, "We will wait for the opportunity to sneak into the Soro family and start a massacre."
"It's too difficult for you to do it alone."
Liang Lidong waved his hand, and Emma and the others appeared in the study. Then he continued, "It's not difficult. If I go in alone, there will be a lot of people going in. "
Hosier's hands on the table clenched into fists, and the black veins on the back of his hands bulged.
"Are you demonstrating to me?"
"I'm just showing my strength." Liang Lidong also had some sarcasm and pride on his face. "Not only can I kill Camas, but I can also kill a lot of people, as long as there's a chance."
Hosier's eyes narrowed into a stitch. "Good, very good, let's work well together. We will act at midnight tomorrow night, and I hope you will be ready to show up. "
Liang Lidong chuckled as he listened to Hosier's words squeezed out from between his teeth. Then, he waved his hand and put Emma and the other two back into Mystra's Mansion. Then, he left the Morey Family Manor under Hosier's hostile gaze.
Back at the hotel, Liang Lidong disguised himself as an ordinary minor noble, and after confirming that no one was following him, he changed hotels to stay.
Then he also entered the Mystra's Mansion space, and the four were waiting for him in the small living room.
"Teacher, why did you deliberately provoke Hosier into protecting the Soro family?" Kail asked. "Letting them protect is tantamount to letting a lamb fall into the claws of a wolf."
Liang Lidong said lightly, "I let them protect the women and children of the Soro family, and even provoked Hosier, just so that they wouldn't come and kill us."
When Emma, the queen, and Alice heard this, they all had a sudden realization.
Kail, however, didn't understand at all. "Why do you say that?"
"Without enemies, the more powerful the subordinates, the more meritorious the subordinates, the faster they die," Liang Lidong said lightly. "Especially small groups that can threaten their lives."
"But if we are their enemies, they won't dare to act rashly. They will consider everything carefully. "
"This is human nature."