Team villains except me

Irene was not mentally prepared at all.

Although she wrote down the names of the orcs who went to Lannier to study, she knew it would be difficult to find these orcs now, and her mother might not have any familiar friends.

Even though she didn't dare touch upon matters concerning her mother, she felt that her mother would not easily believe in other atavists and that her mother probably had few friends.

If my mother really has friends, they must be close friends.

If she is a close friend...then as her mother's daughter, would she be an existence that her mother's close friend hates or even ignores?

I dare not think deeply, I cannot think carefully.

Irene took the addresses of some orcs that Otkester had found out, and she felt that this would be a very long process. She would probably be able to piece together the image of her mother bit by bit in this process, and then she would be able to slowly accept, slowly let go, and then embrace the real mother.

She had overflowing courage in many things, such as participating in the competition, saving the female eagle, becoming a lord, and finally becoming a king.

But how could she face her mother openly? She was born with sin, her mother sacrificed her life for her, without even the chance of reincarnation. She owed her mother so much, she had so many doubts and grievances that needed to be told.

She didn't do well.

In her previous life, she hadn't done well enough. She hated many things, and she didn't understand why her mother chose to let her live. She didn't love this world very much, she played with ugly and cheap human nature and lust, she pretended that she didn't want anything, she pretended that she wasn't unloved, she didn't need love.

At that time, she thought that all mothers were the same. The only love she received came from her mother who had no reincarnation. Her existence was proof that her mother loved her.

So she was very willful. Only when there is love can one be willful, this is the truth she realized from watching her half-brother's behavior in the palace.

Her willfulness is reflected in her waste of life. Saving herself is so painful, she allows herself to mock this gloomy world, and then lets herself be corroded by despair.

Sadly, her willfulness was a punishment for herself. Her mother was so kind and powerful, but she died because of her. Everyone blames her, including her father.

Some people knew the truth, and her mother's death was not caused by her, but no one told her. Even her father was trying to cover up the truth, because he felt guilty about his brother Wan Dan, he used silence to deal with his daughter.

Disgusting.

Irene felt like she had fallen into a quagmire. Her mother was like a ball of string, binding her into an unsolvable dilemma.

However, she and her mother did nothing wrong. After her mother died, she struggled alone for a long time in this country where no one loved her. She avoided her uncle's harassment, carried a huge sense of guilt, and had a bad reputation. She acted as a transparent gray wolf in a home where no one loved her, using a well-behaved appearance to do troublesome things, as if she could numb herself.

Why didn't anyone come to help her. Why couldn't her mother help her.

She hugged herself tightly on countless thunderous nights, repeatedly telling herself that her mother loved her. If her mother were here, she would be by her side, combing her tangled hair, hugging her gently, and telling her not to be afraid.

There is always a sense of insecurity embedded in her soul.

But her insecurity was gradually soothed. Because someone behind her said "you can step back", she had the confidence to move forward. She could slowly solidify her weak spirit, and she began to no longer be afraid to embrace love.

She stretched out her tentacles like a snail to touch the mother she had not dared to visualize before. She gradually realized that there are many kinds of mothers, and that a mother does not necessarily love her children. This is not an eternal theorem.

She began to wonder, did her mother love her?

She must be loved. Her mother sacrificed her life for her, and her life was proof that she was loved.

However, the evidence she found later made her lose confidence. My mother loves many things, and she is not necessarily the first.

In fact, it would be strange if her mother loved her, wouldn't it?

When she was in her mother's body, she was a hateful parasite. She made her mother weak and passive, giving Banten an opportunity to take advantage of her... Her father, Brahin, was still a weak waste.

She didn't have her own thoughts at that time, she wasn't even an independent life. Why did her mother love her? Why would her mother love a strange existence?

Her mother is a rational, resourceful and ambitious politician, so it is normal that her mother does not love her.

How can her mother love her? Does what she is doing now meet her mother's expectations? Is her mother disappointed in her?

She could never start such a conversation. She could not get a definite answer. Her mother was like a rotting wound on her body, which hurt when she touched it and made her soul curl up and roll.

But she really wanted to know. She wanted to know how good her mother was, whether she could surpass her mother, what kind of gray wolf her mother was, and what her mother would say to her if she were still alive...

So she went to Lanier's library. She wrote down the names of the orcs who might have known her mother.

Would her mother ever mention her? Was her mother the one who gave her her name? What did her mother expect of her? Would her mother... hate her?

If her mother likes to keep a diary, will she write down the goals she wants to achieve in her diary? Can she fulfill her mother's wishes on her behalf?

Irene held some of the family addresses that Otkester had found. She looked at those unfamiliar places with sweat on her face and felt her stomach ache. She thought it would be a very tedious process. Maybe she wouldn't be able to find her mother's friend by the end of this month... Maybe her mother's friend had passed away, or maybe her mother didn't leave her things behind.

Thinking of this, her nervousness subsided a lot. She randomly chose a country that was closest to Luyou.

That is Renard, the gathering place of the fox tribe.

Her first territory, Wanderlan, was once the capital of Reinald. Now that Wanderlan is on the right track, her focus has shifted to the capital, but her lord's mansion is still in Wanderlan.

The orc she chose was called Qinao. Qinao now lived in Repus, the new capital of Reinald, and she was Reinald's royal advisor.

Irene informed Qin Ao in advance. She thought Qin Ao would not agree. She had already made follow-up preparations, but Qin Ao agreed to her very promptly.

Qin Ao didn't say anything, but asked her to meet in a secluded cabin.

Irene thought that maybe Qinao thought she had bad intentions - after all, Ruyou had annexed Wanderlan, the capital of Reinald. As the lord of Wanderlan, it was strange for her to meet with Reinald's royal advisor.

And Qinao was also not careful.

But when Irene came to the address Qin Ao gave her with the gift, she pushed open the door and saw a fox orc with a serious face and sharp eyes.

Qinao's first words froze her.

Qinao said, "You don't look like Isana."

……

Qinao is not a friend of Isana Kerong.

Qin Ao looked at Irene expressionlessly and asked her if she knew what happened that year.

"Your birth, Isana's death, what do you know? Have you carefully examined your lord's house? I gave you a hint."

"I know everything. That photo is of you..."

"Ishana gave it to me. I threw it away when she sent it to me. I thought she was showing off how pretty her baby was - it's just an ordinary gray wolf cub. You look no different from the cubs we nurse. Nothing special."

Qinao's words had the accent of Ribisi, and it sounded like they were curled.

Irene didn't expect that the first orc she met was her mother's friend. Her words were intermittent and her nervousness was obvious.

"Aunt Qinao...you are a friend of my mother, Isana Kerong..."

"No. Make no mistake, Irene Curron. Your mother and I are not friends. We are enemies.

I don't get along with her. I am a fox orc from Reinald, and she is from Luyou, a typical gray wolf. We knew each other before we went to Lanier. In Wanderlan, we liked the same book. The book talked about the historical origins of the two countries of Reinald and Luyou.

We argued for a long time, and finally she gave in to me. She was very good at doing those disgusting things. She was the toughest, most cunning and most shameless politician.

She shouldn't have chosen a royal loser to quickly gain political power. That loser dragged her down. When I met her later in Lanier, she was already a princess. I often heard about her policy implementation, but I did a good job in Renard, and she should have heard about my opponent.

I signed up for Lanier first. She went after me. We always fought at Lanier, and she didn't always win. We were enemies, always. We argued, worked on projects together, bashed Lanier together, and then dropped out. She was always one step behind me.

I thought we would meet again during the war between Reinald and Ruyou, but she told me one day that she was pregnant. "

Qin Ao's gaze pierced into Irene's eyes like a needle. Irene clenched her hands. Although her eyes were stinging, she showed nothing and still had a polite smile on her face.

Qinao's opinion of her changed slightly. Her eyes softened a little.

"Ishana wasn't ready to be a mother. I don't know what she thought later, she decided to keep you. Like I said, we are not friends, I don't understand how her mind changed.

Anyway, she still launched many policies vigorously, and we competed as before. Then the day after your photo was delivered, Isana sent me all her diaries, asking me to carefully study how she made those great decisions. "

Qinao took out some yellowed notebooks that were not damaged at all and not even dusty.

"Ishana Curron is my only enemy. When she sent me the diary, I was furious. She first showed off her ordinary children and then sent me the diary to humiliate me. I couldn't understand why she suddenly lost her mind.

I burned some of her diaries, which were all about her early survival and study. They were worthless. It was as if she was so great and amazing. Everyone went through the same thing, so why should she be so proud? That's what I thought.

But after a while, she died. She received the blessing of the beast god in front of everyone, and her death was like a political show. I understood that she wanted to fake her death and get away. She wanted me to see how she turned defeat into victory and defeated her powerful political enemy. This move was very powerful, and I really admired her.

I didn't expect she was really dead. Her death made this show very stupid and meaningless. I don't understand why she did this. I didn't continue to burn those diaries. Maybe she wanted to leave something to prove that she once existed, and her thoughts were sealed in these diaries.

It's strange that she didn't share her diary with her friends. She has many friends, some who ask her how she became a princess, some who study with her, some who worship her and follow her. She has many friends.

I am her enemy. This is a very smart move. Everyone knows that we are enemies and we have been competing. Her diary and some evidence she left behind, no one would doubt that those things are actually in my hands. If I were in that situation, I would choose her too. "

Qinao handed Irene two diaries.

"These two books are related to you. Isn't that why you came here? Take them both, and take everything else with you.

This is the end of my friendship with Isana. I can help keep her things, but I won't help you.

Your affairs have nothing to do with me, just take it and leave."

Qin Ao picked up the diaries and placed them in Irene's arms. She didn't even consider whether Irene could lift them - it seemed that she was sure that Irene could bear such a weight.

"...Aunt Qinao, you know I'm very strong."

Irene held the notebooks and smelled the dry incense. She looked up at Qinao, whose gray hair fell on both sides of her cheeks.

Qin Ao looked at her for a long while, then looked away.

"How would I know if you are strong or not? Who cares if you can hold it or not? It's not mine."

"you know."

Just like the book "Contemporary History of Yuyou" which had always been in her room and she had never opened it, and the photo tucked between the books.

"To become a lord, you must read the Contemporary History of Yuyou, because it contains many policies and laws that can be referenced. You put the photo in that book. You are sure that I will become a lord - a king."

Irene murmured, she looked at Qin Ao, and felt that many questions had been answered. When Naden was dismantling the historical truth, Naden asked her if she knew who put the photo in it. She searched for a long time and found nothing.

Because she checked the wrong time.

Qin Ao was not uncautious. He knew that she was coming to Renard to find her, and he had been preparing for this day for a long time.

"Aunt Qinao, I'll take these notebooks with me. Can I come back to see you?"

Irene asked softly.

Qinao refused.

"I don't owe you anything, nor do I owe Isana anything. Get out of my life, both of you. Don't come after me."