A person always makes various choices throughout his life, and every seemingly unintentional choice will affect your future destiny trajectory. If there is another time and space, another you, your destiny trajectory may lead to completely different forked roads due to one choice!

The so-called character determines destiny, and choice determines life.

The road is chosen by oneself. Whether it is thoughtful or careless, people cannot accurately predict the future of their choice. The good or bad results are borne by oneself!

Now, a difficult choice is placed in front of Lucas.

All the civilians born and raised in Sissinia will have a natural awe of the royal family. This comes from the instinct, or slavery, which is completely rooted in the heart under the rule of the royal family for hundreds of years!

Lucas is a very ordinary Sissinian civilian. His father is a carpenter and his mother is a tailor. Such a family can be seen everywhere in Sisinia. The only difference is that he successfully embarked on an unusual path through his own efforts and struggles!

He once imagined his future. When he worked in the Guards, he would sooner or later make Viscount Morrown value the title!

A title is a big deal, and even the lowest level of jazz is not something that ordinary people can easily get involved in.

But he firmly believed that he would have such a day.

This is not only because he married a good wife and a good boss, but more importantly, he is very confident in his abilities!

However.

If one day your boss suddenly tells you that the enemy that hinders your future represents the heir of the royal power of this country, even if the heir is in a downturn, it will be difficult for you to accept this fact in your heart.

The fear of the royal family cannot be eliminated in a day or two, but once he chooses to retreat, his hard work under Viscount Morrown's command over the years will turn into clouds. The so-called future is a fantasy dream.

He respects Bessaro and Viscount Morrown.

If it weren't for them, Lucas, a civilian boy, would not have been today.

Pelsaro quietly watched the struggle on Lucas' face. This was a hurdle that Lucas had to overcome, the choice of two roads. There was no sympathy at all, only life and death!

"Mr. Bessaro, I...I'm afraid I need to think about it for a while before I can give you a reply."

After a long time, Lucas said with bitterness on his tired face.

"Lucas, you will never leave this room before you reply." Berzaro said indifferently.

"Sir Bessaro, please don't force me?" Lucas said in pain.

"I'm sorry." Bessaro shook his head.

Lucas knew the concerns in Besaro's heart. When Besaro confessed everything, he actually knew that he had no choice. If he chose to betray Viscount Moroen, his fate would be death, because no one would feel at ease with a betrayer.

"Mr. Bosarro, I swear in the name of my ancestors and from then on, I will firmly follow Viscount Morrown's footsteps. I will never be indifferent!"

After a while of silence, Lucas said this sentence with difficulty, as if he was instantly hollowed out, and his firm eyes suddenly became a little blank and confused.

"Very good, Lucas. I did not read you wrong!"

A smile finally appeared on Besaro's solemn face. He walked to the desolate Lucas and reached out to pat his shoulder. He said, "Please don't lose your will because of this. Over time, you will find that the things you once feared and respected were just an ordinary existence that was lightly."

What you said is really lightweight.

Lucas thought silently in his heart.

He is just an ordinary person, and he has no intention of getting involved in the conspiracy and struggle between the noble royal family. He just wants to handle the work he faces every day steadily and pursue his ideal step by step...

Now, all this is ruined.

Being involved in this unknown and dangerous vortex, his fate may begin to change at this moment.

...

"What? What did you say? Say it again!!"

Songlan Manor.

Orlambert pulled a servant's sleeve hard against the wall with both hands. The blue veins raised on his arms and the hideous expression on his handsome face were enough to show his anger now!

This manor was given to him by Viscount Morrown when he was eighteen years old. Although the environment here is far less quiet and beautiful than the Salland Manor, since it is the manor under Viscount Morrown's name, it naturally has its unique characteristics, and the characteristics of Songlan Manor can be summarized in four words: graceful and luxurious!

Since Orlambert was eighteen years old, he has completely separated from his father and started living in Songlan Manor.

He didn't like life in Via Castle. Every day facing his father and the heavy and solemn environment around him, he only felt the restraint and depression in his heart. After he was looking forward to leaving and separating, he felt that life seemed to have regained freedom, without restraint, no depression, only arbitrary acts as if he could do whatever he wants!

On this day, he passed by the corridor quietly and suddenly heard two servants talking in a soft voice. At first, Orlambert was not interested, and just wanted to visit Pandelia. When the name Pandelia suddenly appeared in the servant conversation, Orlambert was shocked and immediately eavesdropped on their conversation with a strong curiosity.

The two servants were chatting unconsciously, but Orlambert's face became more and more gloomy when he was eavesdropping.

Because the two servants chatted about were the rumors that have caused a lot of trouble these days!

When he heard that Pandillia was about to marry his father Viscount Morrown within this month, Orambert rushed out uncontrollably. When the two servants saw Orambert, they were stunned. One of them was unlucky and was affected by Orambert's anger.

Facing Orlambert's angry questioning, the servant who was pulled on the sleeve and pressed against the wall tremblingly told the rumors that he had heard outside these days in detail.

Bang-

Orlambert stretched out his hand that was holding the servant's sleeve tightly, and in a blink of an eye he slapped the servant in the face and said furiously: "Why didn't you tell me this important thing as soon as possible?!"

The servant who fell to the ground covered his face, sobbed in his eyes and begged for mercy, "Sir, please spare my life! The young man only heard this rumor when he followed the housekeeper out to buy today, and the rumor may not be true, so the young man did not tell you immediately..."

"Bad! Get out of here!"
Chapter completed!