“Lucas Skyfall, do you actually believe you can become the King of the Skyfall Kingdom?”
Raguel questioned with a solemn look on his face.
Hearing that question, Lucas smiled and answered confidently.
“Of course I do.”
Raguel looked at him with a blank look on his face and continued to stare at him.
“What?”
Lucas frowned.
“Answer me honestly, to you actually believe you stand a chance in this Battle To Throne?”
Raguel questioned again.
“First Brother, do you have a hearing problem or something? Didn’t you hear it the first time?
I said Yes.
Yes, I believe I have what it takes to become the King of this Kingdom and I believe that I have a good shot at becoming one.”
Lucas answered.
Raguel’s face twitched when he heard that answer.
This time, he decided to be blunt.
“A 59-year-old Prince of the Kingdom who knows nothing but to drink liquor and waste his time with different women. A Prince who never focused on Cultivation and barely managed to become a Master Stage Cultivator even after all this year.
A man who has no clue about military tactics has no political stand other than the fact that his Grandfather is a Duke, a man whose guards easily allow someone else to enter his room despite his clears orders against it,
Do you really think a man like you is fit to become a King when the ones you are competing with are me and Lovis?
I, a 124-year-old Expert Stage Cultivator, who is much more experienced when compared to his siblings, am currently the strongest of all the contenders, have the support of the Strongest Duke of the Kingdom, and have the most number of Nobles supporting him.
Then there is Lovis, a 62-year-old Grand Master Stage Cultivator who is aiming to become an Expert Stage Cultivator soon, a man who has dedicated his life to cultivation and has a solid foundation in the Palace.
Do you actually think you stand a chance?”
Raguel repeated his question again.
“Actually, I believe that even Evane, who is too naïve for all the throne and is not even in the competition is a better contender than you.
Trust me when I say it, little brother.
You cannot win.”
“…”
Lucas turned silent.
“…”
Raguel didn’t say anything, he just continued to look at Lucas, making him more and more uncomfortable.
Lucas lowered his head and avoid eye contact in order to get out of this situation, however, the more time passed, the more uncomfortable he felt, in the end, he couldn’t hold it anymore and questioned.
“Are you here to make fun of me?”
“No, I am not. On the contrary, I am here to help you.”
Hearing those words, Lucas frowned,
“Help me? Help me how? You are going to help me become the King?”
“…”
Raguel looked at Lucas with a lost expression on his face.
“Just why do you want to be the King so badly?”
He couldn’t help but question.
“Huh? Don’t act like you don’t want to be the King.”
“I do, I want to become the King because I want to rule over everyone. I want the power to do anything I want, I want to push the Kingdom to new heights and I plan to unite the whole continent under my banner.
But what about you?
Why do you want to be the King?”
Raguel questioned with a curious look on his face.
“My intentions are not as grand as yours, I just want to become the King so that I can do whatever I want and however I want.
Once I become the King, people wouldn’t have to barge into my room without knocking.”
Lucas muttered as he glanced at Raguel and narrowed his head. Raguel chuckled a little and Lucas continued,
“Once I become the King, I can drink anything I want, I can sleep with any woman I want and no one would dare to say a word about it.”
“Hmmm, that is quite a goal.”
Raguel nodded.
“Huh?”
Hearing that, Lucas frowned.
“What happened?”
Raguel tilted his head in confusion.
“You don’t think that my goal is… childish?”
“Hmm? Of course not. You want freedom, how is that childish?”
Raguel answered and a small smile appeared on Lucas’s face.
Seeing that smile, Raguel smirked inwardly.
The Fish has taken the bait.
Now, it was time to slowly pull it out of the water and capture it.
“But what if I say that there is a better and a lot easier way to achieve this dream of yours?”
Raguel questioned.
“Hmm? What are you talking about?”
Lucas questioned back, clearly interested.
“Think with me.
The King’s brother, who is supported by the King, does whatever he wants, drinks whatever he wants, sleep with any woman he wants, and offends anyone he wants, however, since the King has his back, no one dares to go against him.
He is weak, however, his brother is the King, therefore, even the Strong were forced to bow their heads in front of him.
A man who only drinks and sleeps with women while other, much more competent people serve him.
How does that sound?”
Raguel questioned.
Lucas started imagining that lifestyle.
“Lucas, you have to understand, even if you become the King, you would not be able to achieve your dream, there would be many people who would still bother you, especially the other Kingdoms, if you become the King, you will definitely not achieve the freedom you desire so much.”
Raguel spoke and Lucas…
He started understanding what his brother was talking about.
“So what you are trying to say is…”
He spoke.
Seeing him like that, Raguel’s smile widened.
“Yes, this is what I am talking about.
How about you become that carefree King’s brother who could do whatever he wants, while I, take the bigger responsibility and become the next King?
How about it?”
“So I only need to support you and once you become the King, you would let me do whatever I want?”
Lucas questioned with a silly smile on his face.
“Indeed Indeed.”
Raguel nodded.
“Alright, I agree.”
Lucas nodded without even thinking.
Raguel’s smile widened.
“You have made a wise choi-”
He wanted to comment, however, suddenly, again, a similar disdainful smile appeared on Lucas’s face.
“If only it was that easy, right, brother?”
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