Chapter 542

"Really, you mean, this is already an established fact? Prince Albert has really recovered?"

"..."

Celcia didn't answer.

But Mu En had already gotten the answer from her silence.

Two consecutive bombardments of major news made Mu En, who was running all the way, rub her temples quite tiredly.

Although I had expected the chaotic situation in Belland at this moment, I didn't expect it to reach this point.

Sure enough, it was right to come and ask Celicia. Although he had the intelligence network of the Duke's Palace, this intelligence network ultimately lacked Duke Campbell, a core figure who could directly meet with His Majesty and other nobles at any time, some of which involved the deepest level of the palace. He had no way of knowing the secret.

But even if I know it, I don't have that feeling of sudden enlightenment. Instead, I have more headaches.

Damn it, the timing is so coincidental, could the eldest prince be pretending on purpose...

No, it’s unlikely.

He is the eldest prince and the first heir to the empire by birth. He does not need to make any disguise at all. He possesses the greatest legal rationality, let alone pretending to be an imbecile mentally retarded child.

After all, a true mental retardation cannot be disguised, let alone a person who has been pretending to be mentally retarded for more than twenty years without anyone noticing.

Even the best actors can't do it.

Huh?

etc.

A naturally mentally retarded man suddenly has a flash of inspiration, returns to his original state, or becomes a completely different person, and immediately joins the struggle for the throne of the empire... Why does this plot sound so familiar?

for example……

After rebirth, I traveled through time and became the mentally retarded prince of the empire...

Travel to another world and use modern knowledge to transform the empire...

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people with low IQs...

I am the mentally retarded eldest prince of the empire...

hiss……

Mu En was startled, and immediately asked Celecia seriously:

"Is there any reason for His Majesty Albert's recovery? Even if it is said that he recovered without treatment, his sudden recovery means..."

"..."

Celcia still didn't speak, but gently shook the silver spoon in the cup.

Looking at Celcia's picture of Mo Yang, Mu En's questions stopped abruptly and he said tentatively:

"Sorry, did I ask a question that I can't answer?"

"...No, it's not a big deal."

After another moment of silence, Celcia raised her head:

"Have you ever heard of the royal curse?"

"A royal curse?"

Mu En touched her chin:

"That urban legend that no royal member of the empire can be promoted to the Crowned One?"

"It's a rumor, and it's true."

Celecia said softly:

"It is true that the royal heirs of the empire cannot be promoted to the realm of crowned ones. However..."

"but?"

Celcia paused:

"However, this is not the full picture of the curse. Compared with the extremely difficult promotion, the illusory realm of the crown wearer, the other side of the curse is the nightmare that has plagued many royal children until now."

Hearing this, Mu En immediately stopped and looked at Celecia nervously.

"What does it mean?"

"Don't worry, it's not me."

Celecia glanced at Mu En, and the ice in the depths of her eyes flashed for a moment:

"It's Brother Albert."

"That is to say..."

"Yes, Brother Albert's brain disease is a curse from the royal family."

Celecia looked down at her hands, which were white and soft, with the outline of veins faintly visible, and the blood of the royal family, similar to that of her brother Albert, was flowing in them.

"Pollution, disease, deformity, congenital deficiencies... all come in different forms, but in every generation of the royal family, there will always be an unlucky one who will bear this curse as soon as he is born.

This generation is brother Albert, the previous generation is my father, and the generation before that is my great-uncle (note: I wrote it wrong earlier, it is an uncle, not an uncle. The uncle is the same generation as my father.), Pink Bear.

They live in the hardship of the curse all the time, and at the same time, these cursed royal children are also the most outstanding beings among their peers.

...This is probably why Brother Andrew is so scared now. "

Celcia sipped her last sip of coffee:

"As for why the curse on Brother Albert has faded, I'm not sure yet."

"That's it..."

Mu En, who felt like he had heard some incredible secret, nodded seriously:

"I didn't expect that there was something behind this... Wait, who were you talking about? Pink Bear? I admit he is senior, but he is actually the best of his generation? Are you kidding me?"

Mu En's mind came to the mind of that funny bear who only scratched his butt and read pornographic books every day, and he had real doubts about the word "best".

"Although I really don't want to admit it, it's true. Pink Bear, also known as uncle, is the youngest of his generation, probably only about the same age as his father. Although he usually doesn't do anything good, he often does some things based on his seniority. Even my father has nothing to do with him, but he is indeed the most outstanding person of his generation, and even the history of the royal family. "

"Ever?"

Mu En was even more dumbfounded.

"That's right."

Celcia sighed:

"Father once said that if it weren't for the curse, with that guy's talent, he would probably stand at the true pinnacle of the mainland in the future."

"peak……"

The corner of Mu En's mouth twitched.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind. It was a lonely figure with his hands behind his back, standing on the top of a mountain where the cold wind was hunting him, looking down at everything under his feet.

But the picture suddenly became clear, and what he saw was a dead pink bear that was scratching its butt and giggling at the yellow book...

Mu En immediately shuddered and quickly drove this extremely polluting picture out of his mind.

"I understand the cause and effect, but I still don't understand something..."

After digesting the previous information, Mu En crossed his hands, held his chin and said:

"I understand that His Highness Andrew is afraid that His Highness Albert, who has just recovered, will take away the throne that belongs to him. However, after all, he has been the Crown Prince for more than 20 years, and his advantages in all aspects are not comparable to that of His Highness Albert, who has just recovered. of……

But why did he cut off his arm, betray the royal faction, and get together with those greedy nobles? "

"Really? Did Brother Andrew really fall over there?"

Celcia nodded as if she had expected it and said:

"This is a very normal thing. Brother Andrew wants the throne, and the royal family faction is indeed the biggest support, but there is a prerequisite."

"premise?"

"Yes...the premise is..."

Celecia looked into Mu En's eyes and said:

"Father wants him to be the emperor."

"Varied--"

Mu En didn't know how many times she felt shocked today.

"you mean……"

"Before Brother Albert came to his senses, Brother Andrew's status as Crown Prince was too stable, so stable that he often did stupid things... stupid things that made my father not so happy."

Celecia tapped the silver key, and her mind went back to the time before, when Belland was in danger of being invaded by the evil god.

In that extremely important round table meeting, the person standing next to the father was supposed to be Prince Andrew as the crown prince.

That's how it should be.

But he did not show up, and left Belland, citing fear of fever.

This is a reason he has used countless times since he was a child. Whenever he has something he doesn't want to do, he will say this to his father.

But... there is no fear of fever in this world.

Nothing but cowardice and cowardly malice.

Just like there is no permanent love in this world.

The emperor is seriously ill.

But in the end, he is not dead yet.

Therefore, the idea of ​​the man who is still the supreme ruler of the empire is the most important weight in this dispute, important enough to overturn the twenty years of accumulation and efforts of a former crown prince.

"So... Prince Andrew, who knows that he has lost His Majesty's favor and is extremely eager for other forces to stabilize his position, will hit it off and hang out with those old nobles who have been suppressed by His Majesty and intend to take control of the empire again?"

"exactly."

Celcia nodded slightly:

“It seems complicated, but the whole context is so simple.

Brother Albert had just woken up and was alone and weak, but his father's eyes were likely to fall on this prince who was cursed for being the 'best' at the last moment.

And it is natural that Brother Andrew cannot give up the throne that is almost one step away now, and will try to attract all the forces that can be attracted.

The storm that is brewing in the entire Belland, and even the entire empire, basically comes from the dispute between the two. In contrast...the assassination you received is just the aftermath of the storm. "

"I see……"

Mu En gradually leaned back on the chair and took a long breath.

After sorting out all the connections, he felt tremendous pressure again.

Since his cheap father, the Duke, is not around, he really has to deal with many things by himself.

"how about you?"

Mu En suddenly asked again:

"Whose side are you on, Celcia?"

"I?"

Celcia raised her beautiful eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if with a touch of sarcasm:

"Do I need to stand on whose side? Whether Brother Albert becomes the emperor or Brother Andrew becomes the emperor, will it have any impact on me, the third princess of the empire?"

"Yes, but..."

Mu En was silent for a moment and asked:

"You always have a bias."

"Bias? Ha, this word should not appear on a princess with the purest blood of the royal family."

Celecia stared at Mu En with a half-smile:

"After all, do you want me to help you?"

"That's right."

Mu En did not avoid Celecia's gaze, and looked at those beautiful but cold eyes calmly but seriously: