Team villains except me

Qin Ao didn't understand the meaning of Irene's behavior.

She couldn't understand why Irene could accept being hated by her own mother. She thought for a long time and didn't give Isana's note to Isana's daughter. She knew it was a sharp weapon. If she could take it out at the right time, it would cause a heavy blow to Irene Kerong.

But she didn't want to do that. It wasn't that she thought it was mean. Isana always said she was too open and honest to be a politician. No, she would use Isana's tactics, but she didn't want to use them, at least not on Isana's daughter.

But who knows what she will become in the future?

She looked over and over at the torn pieces of paper that Isana had left behind, which she had dug out from the dirty garbage. She searched carefully, piecing them together bit by bit, trying to find Isana's words.

She was familiar with Isana's handwriting.

Her hands trembled for a long time as she spelled out the words, "I hate her. She took away my future. I won't accept this."

This was the Isana she knew.

The great mother who sacrifices herself for her children, believing that her children will do better than she can, is not the enemy she is familiar with.

In the match against Isana, she won without a fight.

She wasn't happy. She hadn't been happy in a long time. Sometimes she would sit in a long magic circle, from Reinald to Luyou. She would walk slowly through the streets of Luyou's capital, and she would always think of the old days. Back then, she and Isana were both ambitious, unwilling to give in to each other. Isana built Luyou well, and she would invite her to Luyou to see her achievements.

That was a silent show-off. Isana raised an eyebrow at her, and she was so angry that she went back to Reynard and wrote the bill overnight.

She couldn't find the fighting spirit she once had. She didn't know what went wrong, maybe it was because there were no enemies in front of her to laugh at her, and because both Reynard and Ruyou were on the decline.

She had met Irene.

She easily recognized Irene, Isana's daughter, whose face looked very similar to Isana's. On the streets of the capital of Luyou, she instinctively fled.

This kind of escape made her very angry. She clearly did nothing... Perhaps it was because she did nothing that she couldn't face it.

She was very angry, and this anger gradually turned into hatred during the long silence.

She hated Isana, hated Irene Kerong—and hated herself for not living up to her expectations. But when Irene Kerong found her, she still hesitated. She hid the note in which Isana expressed her unwillingness, knowing that words could be like a sword, piercing wounds that could not be healed.

She herself couldn't figure out what this meant.

She looked at the face that looked very similar to Isana and wiped the useless water droplets from her face.

"I know what your name means. In Luyou, 'Irene' represents sacred peace. She hopes that you can believe in the Beast God and bring peace to Luyou."

"Really? Aunt Qinao, you've read the notes left by mom, right?"

"of course."

Erin smiled.

"So what does 'Erin' mean to Renard?"

"Submissive and virtuous. Isana couldn't possibly want you to be submissive and virtuous."

Erin nodded.

"Yes, Mom wouldn't be like that... Aunt Qinao, is Mom a gray wolf who is particularly good to her friends?"

"How should I know? Ishana and I aren't friends. But she did say she would exchange benefits with her friends and often give them gifts. She treats her friends like subordinates and converts their emotional needs into money. So that's okay."

But she was stingy with her emotions. She treated all her feelings as profit calculations, saying that her emotions were very precious. I always felt that she didn't love Brahim Luyou, but she could make Brahim Luyou love her... Such cheap love eventually killed her.

"Yes."

Irene dropped her head.

"Aunt Qinao, Irene and Coron are connected. What does it mean in Reinard?"

"It doesn't mean anything. It's not a word."

Irene lowered her head in thought.

"Aunt Qinao, do you have a last name?"

"No."

Irene suddenly thought of something. She raised her head, her blood-red eyes swaying like strawberry pudding.

"Aunt Qinao, Mom wrote in her diary that you're exceptionally good at speaking the ancient beast language—the only thing she can't match you in. Aunt Qinao, what does 'Erin' mean in the ancient beast language?"

Qin Ao subconsciously searched the ancient beast language she had mastered in the past. The pronunciation of the word "Erin" had many interpretations. But why did she ask this? What was the meaning of this...

Qin Ao suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Isana had also asked her last name in Lanier.

Isana was already a princess at that time. When Isana asked her what her last name was, she thought Isana was showing off that her last name was Ruyou.

She forgot how she answered. She only remembered that her tone was harsh, and Isana looked at her and calmly saw through her disguise.

"I'm not showing off. I don't want to change my last name to Yuyou. But I don't have a last name originally. I'm a commoner. I need to pick a last name to reject - what do you think of 'Kerong'? 'Kerong' means 'heir to the throne' in ancient beast language."

"Isn't it too obvious? What will you do if the king knows the ancient beast language, or if other members of the royal family know it?"

"They won't learn such a complex and obscure language. Even if they do, I can explain it to them."

"If your last name is 'Kerong', then mine is 'Monachi'."

Monachi means "king" in ancient beast language.

She thought she had won the round, so Isana's subsequent reaction became particularly vague in her memory.

She vaguely knew why Irene did this.

There are many words with complex meanings in the ancient beast language, such as "the last ray of light before the sunset disappears", "the trembling of the heart when inspiration appears", "a person who has a clear consciousness but still does crazy things"...

Qinao closed his eyes.

Even though she hadn't reviewed the ancient beast language for a long time, she was still able to quickly define a word.

——"Erin Monachi" means "the star that guides close friends."

She took a deep breath. She understood everything. How could she not have noticed? She had clearly read those notes many times.

Why did Isana do this? Weren't they enemies? Those fights, those unyielding confrontations, those past times when they had to compete with each other no matter what they did...

Would she feel honored? The gifts Isana gave her friends were all practical things. What did Isana give her? She gave her countless sleepless nights, loneliness and fear, guilt, and a child who looked like her. And her gift was the child's name!

what is this? what is this!

"Aunt Qinao, you seem to understand something. In the ancient beast language, my name plus your surname, what does that word represent?"

Irene asked softly. She knew her mother wouldn't emphasize her name so seriously to Qinao. Isana wasn't a gray wolf who cared about form.

Irene knew this must mean something to Qinao.

"It represents the stars that guide friends."

Qin Ao had a blank face, with no expression.

Irene was thoughtful.

"Like This."

"It doesn't make any sense."

Qinao's tone was hard. She didn't look at Irene, but her hands were clenched tightly.

Irene sat next to Qin Ao and felt Qin Ao's body temperature.

"Yes, Aunt Qinao. My mother is a gray wolf who uses emotions for personal gain. She was deeply invested in you, and she remembers everything about you—your last name. That was a very private conversation, right? You didn't remember it at first, so it must have been a very ordinary moment, something you yourself can't quite remember.

But Mom thinks you will understand. She is telling you, Aunt Qinao, that you are her most important friend. An enemy, but more than that, a friend.

Qin Ao turned his head and looked at her in a daze.

After a long time, Qin Ao hugged Irene tightly. She didn't say anything, but just held her arms tightly.

Irene lowered her eyes and hugged Qinao back. This was her mother's cherished friend, and she was "the star that guided her friend." Did her mother see the future from the Beast God?

She didn't know Qin'ao's last name, and she didn't know what her mother wanted to say to Qin'ao before she came. But her mother's words foresaw what she was going to do.

She did want to offer Qin Ao a choice.

"Aunt Qinao, Mom believes in you, and you believe in Mom too, right?"

Qin Ao nodded repeatedly. She couldn't speak, because if she did, she would be choked up with sobs.

Irene felt Qin Ao's movement and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Then Aunt Qinao, do you believe that I will be a glory to my mother and that I will do better than her?"

Qin Ao still nodded.

"Aunt Qinao, Reinald and Ruyou can develop together."

Qin Ao didn't understand. She ended the wet hug and looked at Irene calmly.

"I can't be a traitor."

"That's not the case, Aunt Qinao. If Reinald develops, it will also benefit Ruyou. But we need to reach an agreement. You know Reinald is on the decline, right? The political environment in Reinald is very bad."

"What do you want to do?"

"Aunt Qinao, the people of Reinard are also beginning to doubt the Beast God, aren't they? You don't believe in the Beast God either. If there is a Saint in the country that believes in the Beast God, then there should be a corresponding one in the orc country that doesn't believe in the Beast God.

We can form an alliance. There are penalties for not believing in the Beast God, but if we come together, the penalties won't be so severe, right?

Aunt Qinao, I can help you clean up the political environment in Reynard and give its citizens a better life. I won't get involved in your internal affairs, but I need your support. I need your help in confronting the countries that believe in the Beast God.

I haven't sorted out the specific contents of the agreement yet, but Aunt Qin Ao, if we are not allies, we can only be enemies."

Qin Ao looked at Irene, and for the first time she felt that Irene and Isana were not the same. Irene was even crazier than Isana.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know. Aunt Qinao, the world is in turmoil. I will not go into a war that may lead to my defeat unprepared."

"Is Reynard your only ally?"

"Of course not. Aunt Qinao, Ruyou, and Reinard combined aren't strong enough. I will contact the gathering places of the Quetzalcoatl, the kingdom of the pterosaurs, Jeverson, Lanier, Titag... all the countries that have begun to disbelieve in the Beast God, and invite the rulers of these countries to join me."

"Are you sure you understand what you're doing?"

"Aunt Qinao, I'm Irene Kerong. There's nothing I can't do. After all, my mother has already affirmed my worth, hasn't she?"

Qin Ao couldn't refute it. She was silent for a while, then wiped her face, her eyes firm.

"Prepare the agreement. I won't talk to you until the content of the agreement is clear."

……

"Today we will discuss the two basic methods of attack by the Atavism..."

On the stage is Musa.

Zhu Yi sat in the first row of the open class of the Academy of Sciences.

Zhue looked at Musa expressionlessly, and then began to applaud after Musa finished her first sentence.

Zhue didn't see Irene.

Before school started, she posted in their team's group chat that Teacher Musa would be giving an open class today. Ellit and Fianna had classes and couldn't come. Hught said he would come, but his class was delayed, so he could only attend the second half. Dooku didn't have classes today; he had already left for Titeg.

Nolvia never replied. Hugh said Nolvia was sleeping... Doesn't Nolvia have classes at this time?

Zhuyi hadn't expected Norvia to try to sleep in class. She hadn't expected Irene to be late either.

She clearly saw that Teacher Musa's movements were slower than usual.

Musa is nervous.

But soon, Musa adapted to the new environment, as if her nervousness had never existed.

The first half ended smoothly. Musa wanted to go to Zhu'e, but the nobles who were attending and the teachers from other academies surrounded her.

A former candidate for the Beast Warriors, this identity is also popular among people other than Lanier.

Zhue saw Hughie who came hurriedly after class and Irene who arrived late.

She waved at them.

"The first half is over, it's alright. Musa is being surrounded. Irene, what did you get from Reinard?"

Irene wiped the sweat off her face and smiled at Zhue.

"I got the uncompromising mother, and there's still the opportunity for cooperation."

Zhue frowned. She didn't quite understand what Irene was saying.

She left room for Irene and Hugh, but Hugh walked into the crowd surrounding Musa. Zhue knew that Hugh was introducing Musa to nobles who were worth associating with.

Irene sat beside her, looked around, and greeted a few Atavism scientists. Then she withdrew her gaze with some confusion and asked Zhue quietly.

"Has Mama left yet? The open class at the Academy of Atavism requires Mama's presence."

"She's not here. Did Matija say she'd be coming over?"

"She said she would try her best, she's busy lately."

"She's always busy."

"Yes. But maybe Mama didn't come on purpose. It would be awkward for a former Beast Warrior candidate to be in the same classroom with the Beast Warrior. Mama probably also knows that Musa-sensei took this job to expand her network. She has her reasons for not showing up."

But I still miss her so much.”

Zhue leaned back in her chair. She looked at Irene's sad expression and patted her head.

"We'll be able to see Matija next month. The Academy League needs Matija to maintain order."

"Yeah. I hope the college league goes smoothly! I hope I can stop causing trouble for Mama~"