Wayne was shocked.
Who is digging a hole for himself behind his back?
But then he thought about it, if it was just to make trouble for himself, telling Lawrence about the matter would not have any effect. On the contrary, it was more like someone was reminding him through Lawrence?
Lawrence had no consciousness of being a mouthpiece for others, but he casually revealed some more information about Mrs. Cherry to Wayne.
"My father has been secretly communicating with that woman for several years. He likes drama, painting and other arts. Mrs. Cherry knows how to cater to his interests, and she has become his confidant in life." When he said these words, there was a smile on his lips. With a slightly sarcastic smile. "My mother was not to his liking, but now that she has lost power..."
Although Lawrence was fostered in a neighboring country since he was a child, his feelings for these blood relatives did not seem to be very close. However, when he mentioned the title "mother", it still contained extremely complicated emotions.
"Have you met with the queen recently?" Wayne asked.
Lawrence shook his head.
"Even if we meet, she doesn't know what to say... For her, just having her good son Richard to visit is enough."
Wayne thought for a moment and said softly: "These words may be presumptuous on my part, but for the queen, it might be a better choice to avoid the edge temporarily."
He didn't want to say these suggestions to Richard face to face. Because no matter what, this is not only a state matter, but also his family matter.
There was no close relationship, and Wayne did not want to leave the impression that he would directly interfere in the royal family's private affairs to Richard, the prince.
But for Lawrence, an unexpectedly simple-minded person, he just needed to be honest with each other, without worrying about so many twists and turns.
"No matter what the attitudes of the various forces are, the most critical thing in this chess game has always been His Majesty the King's will." Wayne sighed, "It was His Majesty the King who wanted the Queen to retreat, which made Mrs. Cherry's name unjust. I walked to the stage awkwardly."
After all, the king loves nothing more than his power.
Lawrence frowned, "You mean..."
"A storm has just begun." Wayne did not shy away from his serious expression. "Perhaps no matter how big the storm is, it will eventually subside. However, the things torn apart by the storm will never be the same again. "
"For the queen's own sake, it is better to retreat in order to advance. Because time will eventually be on your and Prince Richard's side."
Lawrence understood what he meant and fell silent.
After a while, he whispered in a voice that was almost inaudible to Wayne: "I will go back and talk to him."
Watching Lawrence leave in a worried manner, Wayne couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the more powerful a person is, the more bound he will be by power.
In comparison, the happy life that he and Chris lived on weekdays was simply a little heartless. There are no family problems, and there are no conflicts between relatives and friends. Even among the many time traveler scripts, it can be regarded as the one with the best conditions. The treatment is so good that it is almost abnormal...
Bah bah bah! What's wrong is that those authors always write stories that are full of bitterness and hatred because they haven't really traveled through time!
Wayne forcibly stopped his declining thoughts.
"Wayne, look at this."
In the night, the lights of Duke Wenche's Mansion were bright and warm.
"Um?"
The academy's upcoming performance has entered its final stages, and Wayne is doing final checks on some materials. Hearing Chris's voice, he raised his head from the complicated copywriting, and his eyes rested on the girl opposite the long mahogany table in the study.
He didn't intentionally pay attention to Chrissy's too loose neckline.
In fact, before this second, he had been concentrating on his work. However, when the soft light in the room fell on her dress, it seemed to be coated with an unreal feather coat.
At that moment, he even had the illusion that the scene at the moment should have appeared in his memory.
Chrissy didn't notice his thoughts and looked towards
On Wayne's side, he leaned down a little more.
"There is a new art exhibition in the capital, please come with me to participate."
Wayne focused his eyes on the newspaper she held up.
[A rare event in ten years, specially invited painters from the royal family will join forces to exhibit together! 】
The big title can be seen at a glance.
Wayne is not good at painting and is not very interested in learning, but he never refuses to accompany Chris, a painting enthusiast, to participate in various activities.
"good."
Chris showed a satisfied smile.
"With newspapers, information spreads much faster. Everyone can know a lot of things happening far away just by sitting at home."
Wein added: "Perhaps in the future, there will be information carriers that do not use paper as a medium, but more intuitive sounds and images as a medium."
"Uh-huh?"
Chris was suddenly startled, and her expression suddenly became a little panicked. "Wayne, why do you say that?"
Seeing her frightened and uneasy look like a frightened little rabbit, Wayne smiled.
"What's the matter with such a big reaction? I just said it casually. It's possible that Professor Conley will invent a remote communication device powered by magic next week, so that we won't have to rely on cumbersome letters to communicate even if we are separated in the future. .”
Chris was visibly relieved to hear that he still conformed to the perception of this era.
"Oh, that's it... But Professor Conley couldn't have invented the remote communication device. It's too unscientific to say it." The rest of the words were more like her own thoughts.
"Magic is omnipotent." Wayne joked.
Chrissy pouted, "It's amazing to be able to do magic."
"——No, what did you mean when you said we would be separated from each other in the future?" Chris raised the barb very sensitively, her tone becoming dangerous.
"There will always be times when we need to travel far. Even my father will inevitably have to go on business trips to inspect the fiefdom from time to time."
The Wenche family's fiefdom is close to the border of the kingdom. The area is quite large and the products are relatively rich, but after all, it is far away from the royal capital. In addition to relying on remote control by close retainers, the head of the family visiting in person from time to time is also one of the essential tasks.
With such a good reason, Chris could not refute, so she could only lie back on the table glumly, staring at Wayne with small eyes full of resentment.
Wayne added very wisely: "Of course, if possible, I will definitely ask Miss Chris to go with me. Although the fatigue of traveling along the way will damage Miss Chris's heroic appearance, but in comparison, separation The longing makes me feel even more haggard."
Hearing his pretended to be disgusting tone, Chrissy was angry and annoyed. "Who would feel haggard due to longing as soon as they are separated?"
"Of course it's me." Wayne admitted without blushing.
