It was clear from the look in their eyes that they had all encountered Lynn.
The situation was more than just an additional child; Bethel clearly felt like he had gained an ancestor... Antigonus couldn't help but silently curse in his heart. However, he also keenly noticed a fact—Lynn didn't want to reveal his special nature in front of Tudor. Why?
Antigonus naturally wouldn't think that Lynn was afraid of Tudor. In fact, when His gaze swept over Lynn's attire, which completely clashed with Tudor's aesthetic, and saw Mr. Door appearing slightly ethereal, the Demon Wolf faintly guessed the reason.
Was Lynn planning to do something to Tudor?
Wait a minute, wasn't Amon looking for me earlier to discuss something? Could it be related to this?
As he thought of Amon's invitation, Antigonus couldn't help but glance at the three before him again. After confirming that the Blood Emperor wasn't nearby, he hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Amon, you mentioned earlier that there was something important to discuss with me. Does it have to do with His Majesty Tudor?"
"It indeed concerns His Majesty Tudor." Amon adjusted his monocle and looked at Antigonus, shattering his fantasies with a smile. "Libert has some interesting ideas he wants to experiment on His Majesty Tudor."
Since they were alone in the small garden without even a single servant, Amon spoke freely.
Antigonus was instantly struck by a sense of foreboding. He stiffened and looked at Lynn.
As a Demon Wolf who had embedded caution into his very bones, always imagining the worst-case scenario for three minutes when encountering trouble, Antigonus immediately envisioned 108 ways Tudor could meet his end. He then remembered something and looked at Mr. Door, asking in a slightly trembling voice, "Are you serious?"
Weren't we supposed to support Tudor together? Why are you suddenly planning to switch sides?
Upon hearing this, Bethel frowned slightly. He could tell that Antigonus had misunderstood and was about to explain when Lynn gently tugged at his sleeve.
"Let me explain. Otherwise, he might not believe it." Lynn said, turning to Antigonus with a smile, "Don't overthink it. Although I do have many issues with Tudor, I'm not planning to do anything serious to him. I'm just going to play a harmless prank."
Upon hearing this, Antigonus heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't believe there was any reason for Lynn to lie about this. Given Lynn's strength, if he had indeed secured support from Mr. Door and Amon, there would be no need to lie to him since his decision wouldn't change the outcome.
But… what kind of harmless prank?
Curious, Antigonus hesitated for a few seconds before voicing his question.
"Oh, it's very simple. I plan to ambush His Majesty Tudor and give him a beating. If you don't understand that, just think of it as me planning to thrash him." Lynn explained with a smile, then looked at Antigonus and extended an invitation,
"Bethel and Amon have already decided to join the action. Originally, we planned to invite you after the tea party, but since we're discussing it now, I'll ask directly: Do you want to join us in beating Tudor?"
The overly straightforward invitation left Antigonus stunned for a moment before he nodded vigorously. "Yes!"
Although beating a Sequence 0 sounded alarming, it was much better than the downfall scenario Antigonus had imagined.
And besides, it's Tudor we're talking about!
Remembering the beatings he had endured at Tudor's hands in the past, Antigonus didn't hesitate for a second in agreeing.
"Then let's discuss the details of our plan after the tea party!" Seeing Antigonus agree so readily, Lynn also smiled with satisfaction.
With the important matter settled, Lynn's gaze fell on the nearly deformed booklet in Antigonus' hand. Curious, he asked, "Antigonus, I've been meaning to ask, what's that booklet you're holding?"
"Huh?" The abrupt change in topic left Antigonus momentarily stunned. He glanced at the booklet in his hand before looking at Lynn and hesitantly explained:
"It's a story circulated by the Abraham family. It wildly fabricates the relationship between my sister and me. My sister was quite upset after reading it, so I originally came to Bethel for an explanation…"
Having depended on each other for so many years, Antigonus naturally had a good relationship with his sister, Mother of the Sky. Even after becoming an King of Angels, this bond hadn't changed.
Oh, really!
Lynn raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but glance at Mr. Door.
Bethel, however, remained calm, seemingly used to such things. Facing Antigonus, who was the victim of this slander, he remained as composed as ever,
"Antigonus, it's just some harmless fun from the children. There's no need to take it too seriously. I will restrain them and make sure they tone it down."
His words made it clear that Mr. Door was openly favoring his descendants.
"Harmless fun… you always say that, but when have you ever really restrained your children?" Antigonus, apparently familiar with such dismissive responses, frowned and said discontentedly,
"Bethel, don't think you can bully me. This time, you must have that fabricating descendant of yours come to the Nation of Evernight personally to apologize to my sister and me, or this matter won't be settled."
His tone was firm, leaving no room for compromise.
At this moment, Antigonus finally showed some semblance of the half-Fool he was.
"An apology is fine, but it must be within the Tudor Empire." Bethel raised his eyes and, while taking half a step back appropriately, matched Antigonus' firm tone with his own, "I cannot allow an Abraham family member to go to the Nation of Evernight."
Given the personalities of Antigonus and the Mother of the Sky, if the Abraham family member indeed went to the Nation of Evernight, their life might not be in danger, but they would definitely face severe punishment.
Bethel knew this all too well.
"Hmph, then you better make sure that descendant of yours never leaves the Abraham family's territory." Antigonus coldly laughed and replied calmly.
"I will certainly restrain my descendants, but I also ask that a certain foolish wolf hides its tail well when lurking around. If something does happen, don't blame me." Bethel's tone remained calm, but his words were anything but polite.
The two King of Angels, who had just felt sympathy for each other, now showcased the shallow camaraderie of their factions, and the atmosphere in the garden turned tense.
(End of Chapter)