Team villains except me

Norvia didn't know Nedoan's family, but through the conversation between Franche and Nedoan, she could guess roughly.

Wanting to make his mother proud of him and wanting her to leave without regrets was the reason why Nedoan chose Lanier.

Then there is a reasonable explanation for the desperate efforts to gather all organizations, gamble with lives as the weight, and drag the students of the three major colleges into this war. These crazy actions all have a reasonable explanation.

But this increased the risks a lot, so much so that Norvia couldn't sleep.

What kind of country is Rainier? Why do all the people or female eagles involved in Rainier repeatedly give incorrect answers to the question of "mother"?

Nolvia looked at Irene under the warm light.

Irene didn't reply to Ruyou. She was quietly writing something in the notebook her mother, Isana, had left for her. Her gray hair was draped over her plush pajamas, and her blood-red eyes were fixed on what she was writing, a serious expression on her lovely face.

Nolvia suddenly realized that it was not only Yalinxiu who was growing up.

She knew how much Irene longed for her mother, so much so that she dared not touch her. However, the diary left by Isana clearly told Irene that she was not a mother who loved her child. Irene was her accident. She had expectations and demands for Irene, but no clear, firm, or definitive "I love you" that could be used as evidence.

That night, Irene recovered quickly, almost as if she had never been hurt. But she woke so early that even in the dream Elliott had woven, she couldn't deceive herself that it was her mother. She calmly accepted the fact that her mother had never loved her and continued to live her life normally.

Now Irene is a fully grown adult, able to process her emotions and heal her wounds. This should be a welcome change, but Norvia still feels sad.

The eyes are warm.

Irene noticed it, and when she looked up, she saw Nolvia looking at her tenderly. Her nose suddenly felt sore for no reason.

it's wired.

Irene rubbed her nose and asked Nolvia with squinted eyes what was wrong.

"I'm thinking that our Erin will be a very, very great king."

Norvia's voice was very light, like a feather. Irene felt that Norvia's voice floated in her nose and eyes, making her want to cry.

She knew why Nolvia looked at her like that and why she said that.

She knew that if she was sad, her teammates would be even sadder than she was. Even if she acted calm, Nolvia was still sad for her. When she was in pain, Nolvia would cry before she did.

"Nolvaya, I'm not sad."

Irene put down the carved gold pen Fiana had given her, her voice soft.

"Nolvaya, I can't be so lucky forever. Back in the War, when I was the team leader for the field order team, when Roland finally entered the War Arena, he said the War would definitely end in victory. Because people's luck and misfortune are balanced, they can't always be unlucky or lucky. Even if someone seems to be constantly lucky, it might just be because they've traded it for something else... He's the descendant of the goddess of luck, so he can't be wrong.

Nolvaya, I've always been so lucky. Surviving the poisoning, meeting you, I wonder every day how I could be so blessed.

Being too happy would make me panic, so I could only do a lot of meaningful things to prove that I deserve such happiness.

So, it doesn’t matter if my mother doesn’t love me. It really doesn’t matter. She has given me the most precious blessing, she has kept me alive, and that is enough.”

Irene looked at Nolvia, her blood-red eyes misty, her gray hair wrapped around her like a cocoon. She smiled.

"Nolvaya, I don't know why, but even though I really want to say that if Mom doesn't love me, then I don't want to love her either. But... I still love her.

The more I get to know her, the more I love her. She's amazing, so decisive, so great. Many of her policies are beyond my imagination. I think I love her not just because she's my mom.

I love Isana Kerong, the cold-blooded and strong-willed politician who uses emotions as interests, and the most outstanding politician in Luyou. "

Irene looked up. Her voice grew muffled, like a sky covered with dark clouds but not yet raining.

"What makes me sad isn't that she doesn't love me. It's that I know how far she could have gone without me. She wouldn't have loved me. She wouldn't have traded herself for me. It was the Beast God and the situation at the time that made her decide to keep me. She wouldn't even consider me her glory. I stole her future. She should have hated me.

All the things she said that made me think she might love me, all the things she expected of me, just seemed like compromises. I didn't want her to compromise. I wanted her to be, from beginning to end... just Isana Curron. Not my mom, but Isana Curron."

Irene rubbed her eyes. They felt itchy from sleepiness.

She stretched, then stood up and rushed towards Nolvia.

"So—I understand Loretta, but I also understand Teacher Musa, and I understand Nedoan. Norvia, I hope their plan will succeed, and I hope Lanier can be like Philippi in Fianna."

……

Fianna was reading the reports from her subordinates over the past two days. She had ruthlessly suppressed most of the resistance, and she had formed cooperative relationships with other major powers. Philippi had entered a period of stable development and was on the right track.

She had less work to do than before, and the talented people she had found before were finally able to show their talents, such as Fu Kate. Fu Kate and Sha Qi were close in age, and Sha Qi went to Mehdi College. She had asked Fu Kate which college she wanted to go to, but Fu Kate refused directly.

"Sir, I'd rather work than study. I'm dyslexic, and my memory of that kind of academy is very bad. It's not because I find it troublesome, although that's part of the reason. If possible, I would like to apply for a teacher to come to my home to teach me."

Fiana agreed.

Fukaite is now the manager of Rifei. Shaqi will return to Rifei on her days off to handle government affairs with Fukaite.

Fianna has been selecting her successor. Being the head of a country requires too much time and energy, and the workload is endless, leaving her with limited time to spend with her teammates.

She has changed Philippi and laid a solid foundation. As long as there are no major changes within the next hundred years, Philippi will continue to develop steadily.

She had asked Shaqi if she wanted to be king of Philippi.

Shaqi hesitated for a long time, then she refused firmly.

"I don't have that ability. Lady Fiana, I'm willing to be your confidant, your capable subordinate. I can give you everything I have, but becoming king is still too far away.

My Lord, I have listened to you. I am enjoying my freedom. I have made friends in Mehdi, and we agreed to form a team to carry out tasks together in the second grade... My Lord, being a king is hard. I have never thought about being responsible for a country. If I start studying from now on, I will have to work hard for many years, and the final result may still be failure.

I'm sorry, Lady Fianna, I'm selfish."

"You know I'm going to reward you, right?"

Fiana's rosy eyes moved slightly. She looked at Shaqi with a calm tone.

Shaqi nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes! My lord, I have lived up to your expectations, right? I know you have given me an unprecedented opportunity, but from you I have seen that being a king means taking on heavy responsibilities. You have been very good to me, and you want me to be selfish and think for myself, and I am doing so now. My lord, I am great, am I not?"

Shaqi looked at Fiana expectantly. Fiana smiled helplessly and nodded in acknowledgment.

She hopes that all the women in Philippi can be selfish and fight for the future they expect, even if there is no shadow of Philippi in such a future.

Her war with Alotho was a bloodbath. After Alotho's death, she ended the rebellion launched by other factions. Philippi's men, convinced they were the pillars of their nation, believed Fianna would not dare to kill them, but she persisted.

The missing population could be filled by taking in citizens of other countries. She wasn't simply doing charity when she offered Falankan a deal.

But she had not yet agreed to take in the eagle from Trentedan. Falankan had a weak will to live, and if she were to think she could protect the eagle from Trentedan, she would quickly commit suicide.

For Falankan, "Kent" is both a shackle and a cure. Her people are her greatest attachment, and she will not die until she has properly settled those female eagles. Falankan's illness isn't fatal, but it's extremely difficult to deal with, mostly acquired in her youth. Despite several miscarriages and a broken arm, Falankan's survival is entirely due to her brutal self-enslavement.

How come "Kent" himself is not within the scope of protection?

Falankan deserved a better ending.

So before the end of the month, Fianna wouldn't relent. She would indeed defend Falankhan, but she wouldn't let him know. She left Falankhan in Fortsu to recover, and Valerie promised to keep him safe.

"Are you busy?"

There was a regular knock on the door, followed by Hugh's voice.

Fiana didn't look up and let Hught push the door open.

"Not busy. Sosa resting? I thought you were going to the palace."

Hugh leaned against the wall, his eyebrows and eyes drooping with fatigue.

"No rest. Sousa said that Wuls gave him a new project and he has no time to sleep today. He will drag me to work with him as soon as I return to the palace."

"That's right. Are Elliott and the others asleep?"

"No. They're all on the first floor."

Fiana got an answer that was beyond her expectations. She paused, raised her head, looked at Hugh Te, and spoke in a more serious tone.

"As I recall, we all have classes tomorrow except Dooku."

Hugh nodded, confirming Fiana's idea.

Fiana was speechless.

“…It’s almost dawn.”

"It can't be helped. Everyone is in a bad mood."

indeed.

Fianna knew that Nolvia was worried about Lanier's situation, Ellit wanted to help the "Sanna" he always complained about, and Irene was handling Ruyou's affairs and possibly also processing the information left by Isana Kerong. Zhue was probably considering whether to help Sulan and Floris.

On her return, Zhu Ying recounted seeing Pingluo, Sulan, and Floris at the same time in Trentedan. She treated both eagles poorly, and her tone was filled with mockery when she spoke of them.

"Sulan only said, 'Is Falankan okay?' Floris was testing me the whole time to see if I could let her leave Lanier. Pingluo's work at Lanier is over, but she said she wants to stay because I'm here... what a bunch of idiots."

Fiana knew that when Zhue said this, she was already thinking about how to solve the dilemma of Sulan and Floris.

Fiana came to her senses, stood up and walked towards Huet.

"Are you in a bad mood because Teacher Musa went to see De Ling?"

Hugh shook his head. His expression was a little cold because of sleepiness, but his red hair was as hot as a burning flame.

"Teacher Musa has her own judgment. She can take responsibility for herself. Why would I be upset because of her going to De Ling?"

"So what do you want to talk to me about?"

"We need to visit Shanna's house next week. Nolvia and Dooku said Shanna is a very interesting elder, and her personality is very similar to Ellit's."

Fiana frowned.

"Hugh, this matter was finalized on the way home. Nolvia has already made a list of gifts for Sana. What do you want to say now?

Is there something wrong with Shanna?"

"No."

Hugh raised his head slightly and closed his eyes.

"I'm trying to figure out how to start this conversation... Fiana, Elliott said earlier that we could investigate what happened to him in the northern continent. Have you sent anyone to gather information about Elliott?"

Fianna understood why Hugh was so hesitant and cautious. She shook her head slightly.

"No."

She was still considering whether to snoop into her teammates' pasts as if they were her enemies.

"I went to check. Fiana, as the prince of Remiaz, I was able to find surprisingly little information. The army refused to cooperate, and the monarchs and lords outside the army clearly knew about Ellito, but they didn't say a word.

I know you have cooperation with the Northern Continent. Merchants from the Northern Continent are the only way out."

"Are we sure we want to do this?"

"determine."

Hugh opened his eyes, his vision clear.

It was already getting light.

"Fiana, I found a merchant in the northern continent. He claims he's the seller of Ellit."

Fiana couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

She hated the word. It was as if Elliott was a commodity—she remembered how sensitive and disgusted Elliott had been to people's gazes during the cooperative competition.

Fiana spoke solemnly.

"I see. I'll check."