I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

Her eyes were bloodshot and slightly red, and it was obvious that she had been guarding him for a very long time.

The moment Lucius met her eyes, Iveliya's body trembled violently, and all her worries and fears instantly turned into great surprise.

“Brother Lu!”

She exclaimed and held Lucius's hand tightly. Tears blurred her vision, but this time, they were tears of joy:

"You finally woke up!"

"Do you know how scared I was just now?"

She hugged Lucius, buried her head deep in his neck, and trembled constantly, as if she wanted to vent all her fear and worry through the hug.

Lucius felt the trembling body and hot tears of the girl in his arms, and a deep sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

He reached out and gently stroked Ivylia's soft hair, his voice full of apology and tenderness:

"I'm sorry, Xiao Ai, for making you worry."

"It's my fault..."

"Stupid Lu!"

Iveliya suddenly raised her head, staring directly at Lucius with her red and swollen eyes, her choked voice filled with a hint of blame:

"I understand your desire to save Plotina..."

“But, Brother Lu, you have to remember this too!”

“If something happens to you, the people who love you will suffer the same pain.”

Lucius felt more and more guilty.

He knew she was right.

"I swear, Love."

Lucius reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Iveliya's eyes. He spoke in a weak but incomparably firm voice:

"Never again."

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After regaining consciousness, Lucius did not delay at all.

He immediately issued a series of orders and acted decisively.

The first thing is to order all the members of the "Raven" team outside to go to various parts of the empire as quickly as possible to collect the fragments of the Fateful Echo.

Based on the precise intelligence obtained from the simulation, he informed the Raven members in detail about the location of the nine fragments and how to obtain them.

The description of every location and every fragment was precise to the last detail, as if he had been there countless times in person.

Afterwards, he made new arrangements for the elimination of members of the Splenda Chaos Cult.

Increase pressure on the commercial and aristocratic districts, especially those families and chambers of commerce that have secret dealings with Tiberius.

No conclusive evidence is required; as long as there is suspicion, arrest and detention can be carried out.

This is indeed alerting the enemy.

But his purpose was to force Tiberius to reveal his true colors.

He wanted to ensure that Tiberius's plans could proceed smoothly, but he also wanted to prevent him from having complete control of the situation.

Therefore, Lucius had to keep pressing Tiberius and force him to make the most extreme choice in the desperate situation.

And ultimately, that choice will lead to Plotina's rebirth.

The winner this time must be him.

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The Imperial Palace, Plotinus's bedroom.

It was late at night and most people in the palace had fallen asleep.

Plotina lay in bed, the moonlight shining through the window onto her pale face, making her look like a fragile porcelain doll.

Her breathing was light and shallow, and the rise and fall of her chest was so faint that it was almost invisible.

Beside the bed, Octavia was sitting in a chair with a book in her hands, but her attention was not on the book at all.

Her eyes were fixed on her sister's face, afraid to miss any subtle changes.

However, Plotina, who was supposed to be sleeping peacefully, suddenly trembled violently, causing the thin blanket covering her to slide to the ground.

"no, do not want!"

Plotina suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils dilated, and her face was full of fear and pain.

Her body trembled violently, she sat up suddenly, and then let out a heart-wrenching cry, as if she was gripped by invisible fear.

"Plotina! What's wrong with you?!"

Octavia was startled and the book in her hands fell to the ground.

She quickly hugged Plotina tightly to her arms, stroking her back and trying to comfort her.

"Plotina, don't cry, tell your sister what happened?"

Plotina sobbed violently in Octavia's arms, her body shaking.

Her voice was broken and filled with fear, and every syllable was filled with unspeakable pain:

"I...I dreamed..."

"I dreamed of my second brother... my second brother Tiberius..."

"He...he killed Lucius!"

Her crying became hysterical again, as if the terrible dream was happening right before her eyes.

Octavia: ???

Okay, okay, this brat Tiberius really deserves to be punished!

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PS: Oh, the update time is getting later and later. Now I can’t even defeat the attendance demon before the deadline.

Moreover, the word count has been stuck at 7,000 and it is difficult to go up to 8K. It feels like a bottleneck.

It's so dense, typing is such a painful thing.

It may also have something to do with the decline in performance due to staying up late for a long time. I should take a few days off to adjust a little.

Chapter 128:123-No Turning Back (8K)

The next morning, in the inner court of the palace.

The air was still filled with the dampness of morning mist and the residual chill of night.

Plotina's heart-wrenching sobs last night still echoed in her ears, and the nightmare about Tiberius killing Lucius kept her awake all night.

The more she thought about it, the angrier Octavia became.

Damn it, my stinky brother actually dared to hit my husband!

In a dream?

Not even in dreams!

"Your Highness, would you like breakfast?"

The maid asked cautiously, feeling a little uneasy at the changeable expression on Octavia's face.

"no need."

Octavia waved her hand, her voice a little hoarse:

"Go and call Tiberius, and tell him I have something to say to him."

"As ordered, Your Highness."

The maid left in a hurry, and Octavia sat in front of the dressing table, staring at the mirror in a daze.

As a genius who completely inherited and even surpassed her mother's astrological talent, her perception of fate is far more acute than that of ordinary people.

How could the recent unusual movements of Tiberius's star be hidden from her eyes?

She had long noticed that a darker and darker shadow of madness was casting a shadow over her brother's fate.

But every time she tried to peek, her observation would be disrupted, like looking at flowers in the fog, unable to see clearly.

And Plotina's nightmares always made her feel as if they were foreshadowing something.

Soon, Tiberius walked into the reception room of Octavia's palace alone with a look of confusion and a little impatience.

He was busy until very late last night in order to secretly prepare for the ceremony, and there were still faint dark circles under his eyes.

"Sister, what do you want from me?"

Tiberius pretended to bow slightly to his sister, his tone full of perfunctory.

Octavia just gave him a cold look and didn't answer immediately.

Tiberius' heart skipped a beat, the pressure suddenly mounted, and he began to feel uneasy.

In his memory, every time his sister showed such an expression, he would inevitably be scolded.

"Tiberius!"

Octavia's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger.

"What did you do that night a week ago?!"

"!!!"

Tiberius was suddenly shocked and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

A week ago, that was the night he had ordered the changelings to replace the "supporters".

Could it be that my sister already knows?

A gray look suddenly appeared in Tiberius' eyes.

In that case, we can only...

Just as Tiberius fell into panic and struggle, Octavia spoke again:

"Did you kick over the orchid in the central garden of the inner court?"

"what?"

Tiberius's expression instantly became blank.

Is it just because of this?

It's just a waste of worry.

Tiberius breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't expect his sister to lose her temper over such a trivial matter, he still said timidly:

"Sister, which orchid are you talking about?"

"I don't remember kicking any flowers..."

"How dare you quibble!"

Octavia stood up suddenly, pointed her finger at Tiberius' nose, and her eyes were burning with anger:

“It’s that precious blue Phalaenopsis orchid!”

"The gardener told me that you came back from the banquet that night, passed through the garden drunk, and kicked over the pot of flowers with one foot!"

"Did you know that I originally planned to move that pot of flowers to the bedroom to cultivate it?"

"But you just ruined it with one kick!"

Incorrect.

In fact, Octavia didn't care what happened to the orchid.

She just wanted to find an excuse to scold Tiberius.

Tiberius shrank back in fear at his sister's sudden anger, not daring to refute at all.