The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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“I will personally report to His Majesty. My father is a wise and virtuous monarch. Do you really think that if Emperor Caesar received this letter of impeachment, he would choose to remain silent, would fail to give an account to his people, and would irresponsibly brush it off?”

Leon immediately countered with Caesar, his voice hoarse but firm and powerful.

The audience fell silent instantly.

Hilarious! Who the hell has an extra brain to dare speak ill of Caesar?

The meeting ended in Leon's victory, and the relevant procedures and bills were quickly passed. The Imperial Prosecutor's Office established the "Criminal Investigation Committee for the Izero City Case" specifically for this matter, with Leon appointed as its chairman.

That evening, major newspapers reported on the incident from different angles. Thanks to Toleon, the popular Guberlin Evening Post went into reprint five times, but it still sold out quickly. Other newspapers also sold very well.

That evening, on the streets of Guberland, in schools, even in J shops and other corners, people were discussing this matter everywhere.

The public is largely on Leon's side. They take this matter very seriously, and some have even held spontaneous demonstrations demanding that the government thoroughly investigate the matter and provide a reasonable explanation.

Freed from the various meetings and administrative processes, Leon went straight back to the palace. All he wanted to do was get a good night's sleep; he felt completely exhausted.

Leon felt a chill in his heart. The main reason was not that there were so many officials in the empire who stood against him and bravely challenged him, but rather that he had not expected that the seemingly clean and honest officialdom of the empire was actually so corrupt inside, with officials protecting each other, forming cliques and engaging in private affairs, and rotting to the core.

"Your Highness, as you instructed, dinner time has been postponed by an hour and a half. The food is still fresh, so please eat as soon as possible."

Upon returning to his residence in the palace, the head chef of the royal kitchen took the initiative to report.

"okay."

Leon nodded slightly and walked towards the clean and bright restaurant.

The table was already laden with all sorts of delicious dishes from all over the world; one meal like this would cost about half a year's salary for a middle-class person.

Leon took off his royal robe and handed it to Lucy, who was standing to the side. Then Anne, who was standing to the side holding a small silver basin full of water, walked up to Leon.

"Your Highness, please wash your hands."

Anne bowed her head and spoke respectfully.

As usual, after washing his hands, Leon took a napkin from one of the maids and dried them, then sat down at the table.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Leon's feelings were complicated.

Honestly, today was incredibly exciting; it was truly a heart-pounding experience. After all, it would be impossible for Leon not to be scared.

In the modern world, he would feel embarrassed even speaking on a stage in front of dozens of people, let alone in front of school leaders. But today, Leon truly overcame his timidity. To be honest, his legs had been trembling the whole time under the lectern during the meeting.

Before the meeting began, he was very nervous and anxious. He practiced alone in his office by the window, constantly encouraging and suggesting to himself. No one knew how many painful struggles he went through.

After finishing dinner, Leon washed up and went to bed early.

Unsurprisingly, he suffered from insomnia again.

After tossing and turning for a while, he finally crawled out of bed.

Sitting by the window, with the cool night air outside and gazing at the round moon bathed in its clear, cold light, Leon felt his restless heart gradually calm down.

Here, only the moon and the sun feel most familiar and comforting to Leon.

Chapter 57 Aftermath (Part 1)

at night,

As the warships of the Kingdom of Niberg were destroyed one by one, the roar of magic cannons on the Coral Sea finally fell silent.

The war has lasted for more than half a month, and the will to resist of the Neberg fishermen is far stronger than Caesar had imagined. They thought they could land on Neberg soil in a week, but they have been held up at sea for so long.

But that's fine too; if the battle is too easy, Caesar won't find it interesting.

Today, Caesar finally and completely crushed Nieberg's navy, and he is currently in the command center of the main battleship planning tomorrow's landing.

The Kingdom of Neberg was founded by fishermen. Their most powerful navy of 600,000 men has been almost completely wiped out. Once on land, the Imperial Knights, skilled in ground warfare, are simply crushing their remaining troops.

The outcome of this war is essentially a foregone conclusion.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent letter from the capital, Guberlan."

A tall knight clad in golden armor, with green hair and black eyes, entered the command center. Those who could be present here were essentially high-ranking or even top-tier combatants of the Empire.

This knight is indeed a top-tier fighter. He is the leader of Caesar's "Knights of the Cross" and his name is Seth Gladstone. He is a king-level powerhouse, the leader of the three heroes of the empire, and is known as the empire's number one knight.

Caesar didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly and accepted the letter that Seth handed him.

Caesar quickly opened the envelope and began reading.

While reading the letter, a rare hint of something else appeared on his usually dignified face.

This expression was fleeting, but as a super strong individual, Seth was naturally able to easily catch it.

Your Majesty just—smiled?

Seth could hardly believe his eyes, but he didn't show his surprise. On the surface, he remained calm and acted as if nothing had happened.

"Take a look at this letter yourself."

Caesar shoved the letter back into Seth's hand.

"Okay, Your Majesty."

Seth flattened the letter with both hands and began to read it quickly.

The letter was written by Marquis Bennett Lowell, the chief prosecutor of the Imperial Prosecutor's Office. It stated that officials in Izero City had been impeached for collective corruption, and Leon insisted on personally going to Izero City to conduct a thorough investigation. The prosecutor's office requested Caesar's instructions on whether they should cooperate with Leon or take restrictive action.

"Seth, what do you think?"

Seeing that Seth had almost finished reading, Caesar asked a question.

"I will only follow His Majesty's will."

Sais wasn't stupid; how could he possibly complain about something like this, especially in front of the emperor?

Words can be dangerous; listen more and speak less, and it's best to avoid talking at all if possible.

"Leon—let him do whatever he wants."

After a slight hesitation, Caesar began to look through other official documents, showing no intention of paying any more attention to the Yiling City incident.

Having followed Caesar for many years, Seth naturally understood Caesar's meaning, so he quickly took his leave and found the messenger.

[By His Majesty's decree, the Prosecutor's Office is proceeding according to normal procedures. [Signed: Seth Gladstone]]

Seth quickly wrote a reply, which consisted of only one sentence. He sealed the messenger and handed it to his summoned beast.

Bennett soon received a reply from Seth.

"What did His Majesty reply?"

"Duke Lev, sitting next to Bennett, asked curiously."

This is the Imperial Guberlan Court. Lev is the head of the Imperial Ministry of Justice, and the Prosecutor's Office belongs to and is managed by the Ministry of Justice. Therefore, Lev is Bennett's superior.

Lev should have attended today's prosecutor's office meeting, but he declined, citing illness.

Lev didn't want any conflict with Leon before Caesar made his stance clear.

"Your Grace, they only replied with one sentence."

Bennett passed on what Seth had written to Lev.

Lev took the letter and glanced at it, his expression instantly turning grim. "His Majesty is tacitly approving of Leon's decision."

"So, Your Grace, what should we do? Should we just let Leon run rampant?"

Bennett asked Lev for advice with utmost humility.

Tsk, this old bastard, is he trying to shift the blame onto me?!

Lev's lips twitched. "What does this have to do with me? I've been feeling unwell and have been bedridden at the Duke's mansion all day. I haven't been to the courthouse."

Lev quickly got up and headed straight home.

pei! You old bastard!

Watching Lev's carriage speed away, Bennett cursed inwardly.

"Lord Bennett, what should we do?"

Bennett's second-in-command asked in confusion.

"What else can we do? Do you have multiple heads? Would you dare to disobey His Majesty's decree?"

"This... I understand."

"Your Majesty, is this a way to test Leon's abilities by using the city of Izero?"

Bennett murmured softly.

Has His Majesty not given up on Leon yet?

That makes sense, after all, Leon is that woman's child...

No! This matter must be reported to His Majesty the Regent as soon as possible.

Although the Regent may already know, I will inevitably have to go to Illidan with Leon next. In order to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, I must first make my position clear to the Regent.

With his mind racing, Bennett hurriedly left the courthouse.

"Damn it, Leon, that idiot!"

Inside Duke Finn's mansion, Hibbert was furious upon receiving news from Izero City; his wine-stained beard trembled with rage.

He quickly arrived at the palace and found Leon working in Caesar's office.

"Your Highness, such a major matter should be circulated internally first, and then announced nationwide."

Hibbert suppressed his anger.

"This is the first time I've dealt with something like this, so I don't have much experience."

Leon smiled innocently.

"Your Highness, this will cause chaos in the Illusion City Council, which will greatly increase the difficulty of capturing Helena."

What an idiot, how could he even laugh!

Hibbert was speechless. "Your Highness, don't you want to catch that little brat and torment her as soon as possible?"

"What—Does Lord Hibbert lack confidence in his abilities?"

Leon said seriously, "Just because I'm going to thoroughly investigate Izero City, does that mean you can't bring Helena back?"

"Your Highness..."

Hibbert felt that he and Leon were simply unable to communicate.

"The matter has already been reported, and now the whole country is demanding an explanation from me. If I cancel it now, wouldn't that lead to a social riot?"

Leon looked helpless.

"Alright, Your Highness is right. In that case, I have nothing more to say."

Hibbert felt that if he stayed any longer, he would inevitably become rude and angrily confront Leon.

"Okay, take care, sir."

Leon saw the guest off.

“Your Highness, young people are always prone to acting impulsively, which is not a good thing.”

Hibbett gave a parting word before he left.

Leon could guess that Bart was definitely helping him behind the scenes. And there were definitely other powerful figures helping Bart against him; bringing Bart down wouldn't be an easy task.

But it doesn't matter. By creating chaos and giving Helena a chance to escape, Leon has already achieved his goal.

impulse?

Leon dared not act impulsively; he remained remarkably calm.

P.S.: If I can manage to write tens of thousands of words in my drafts, then it should be available for purchase next week... (?ó﹏ò?).

Chapter 58 Aftermath (Part 2)

"What is that fool, my royal brother, up to?"

When Leon received the message from Hawkeye, he was standing alone on the deck of the Fitcher warship.