Chapters Chapter 229: Stories of Old (pt. 5) (1/2)
Was he planning to suicide or something?
It seemed like Julius still didn’t know what kind of person his father was, as he stood there unmoved.
It was like the difference between the sky and the earth compared to the subordinates of Saturnos, as they all closed their eyes and clenched their fists, afraid of what was to come.
However,
“Kuhahahaha!”
Shocking enough, the Emperor’s reaction was completely different to what they had expected.
Laughing?
Was it because he was so angry, that he was laughing like this?
“Son.”
“Yes, your Highness.”
“Let me ask one more time.”
The Emperor of the Mad Night walked in front of his son, and asked,
“Are you planning on revenge?”
“Yes, your Highness.”
But Julius’s answer was the same.
“...!”
The subordinates watching seemed like they were about to cry.
Who knew if Saturnos got angry at Julius’s words, and decided to start a bloodbath?
You won’t kill me, Saturnos.
But shockingly enough, the young Julius was confident that his father wouldn’t kill him.
With Saturnos’ personality, he wouldn’t be alive if he was going to die anyway.
“Crown prince!”
At that moment,
“How dare you say such things like that to the Emperor!”
An old noble, Count Romulus, came out and shouted.
He was famed for sucking up in the capital, and there were rumors that he would sell even his daughter’s soul in order to look good in front of Saturnos.
“Immediately kneel down in front of…”
Suk!
But Count Romulus couldn’t finish his words.
It was because Saturnos’ sword came flying at him, and chopped off his neck.
Tuk…
Roll…
The old noble’s head rolled on the floor.
Puak!
And from his neck, blood spewed out like a fountain.
“...”
The young Julius stayed unmoved, even as the blood from Count Romulus flew towards him.
“You dare.”
Kicking Count Romulus’s decapitated head away, Saturnos continued speaking.
“You dare to interrupt me with your dirty mouth when I’m talking? And…”
“...”
“Even though you were born from a trash mother, you are still my son, and the crown prince of the republic. Isn’t that right, son?”
Julius didn’t answer.
“I like you.”
Saturnos said, smirking.
“You make me think ‘as expected of my child’.”
“...”
“As expected of my son.”
Julius still remained unmoved.
What was there to be happy about, to be accepted by a monster that had killed his mother?
“7 sons that I killed, and 3 daughters. And one of them was an a.d.u.l.t too.”
“...”
“I didn’t like any of them at all. Whenever I went and tried to kill them, they all begged for mercy, with none of them vowing revenge like you. Basically, they were trash not worthy of mentioning. But you are different from them, son.”
As if he was happy, Saturnos was laughing.
“So, how long will it take for you to take revenge?”
“13 years.”
Julius answered.
Just 7 years old.
It was obvious that a normal child would be crying in Julius’ place.
“13 years...”
Saturnos said, thinking.
“Is that really enough?”
“Yes, your Highness.”
“Good, I’ll let you live then.”
“...!”
“Go ahead, and try your revenge.”
What he said was shocking.
This wasn’t something that would come out from a tyrant’s mouth.
However,
“Crown prince Julius Berlinetta Pon Aurangzeb shall be moved to the Northern Tundra base, as a soldier.”
Even though he had said that he would be saved, the Northern Tundras were a frozen wasteland that was like hell, as they had to defend against the invasion of barbarians every day.
“Well then, good luck surviving.”
Saturnos said, with an evil smile.
“Yes, your Highness.”