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

Ever since he could remember, the thing he feared most was Octavia's anger.

To what extent is the fear?

On the day his sister disappeared, Tiberius was the only person in the palace who laughed out loud, because from then on there would no longer be the "devil" that frightened him.

Of course, the price he paid for this behavior was that he was beaten by Emperor Cocceus and could not get out of bed for three days.

"I...I know I was wrong, sister. I'm sorry."

Tiberius lowered his head, his voice low and trembling with reluctance:

"I'll ask someone to buy you a better one..."

From time to time he would glance up and steal a glance at Octavia's face, trying to judge when the storm would subside.

Octavia looked at his cowering appearance, and after scolding him angrily, the depression in her heart finally dissipated a little.

At the same time, she also regained some of her gentleness as an older sister.

She took a deep breath and sat back in her chair, her attitude softened but her eyes remained sharp.

"Tiberius, you are my only brother, and I hope you are well."

She spoke earnestly, her concern mixed with a hint of cold warning:

"I know you crave recognition and want to prove yourself..."

"However, there are some things that cannot be done. Once you cross the line, there will be no return."

Octavia reached out and wanted to pat Tiberius' shoulder gently, just like she did when they were little.

However, in response to Octavia's advice, a subtle hint of resistance and resentment flashed in Tiberius' eyes.

He could not accept his sister's condescending and preaching attitude. In his opinion, Octavia was just denying him and looking down on him, just like his father and Lucius.

"Sister, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Tiberius suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with stubbornness and unwillingness:

"I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Everything I do is for the strength of the empire. I am just using my own way to fight for everything I deserve!"

Octavia's expression instantly became complicated, her outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and she finally pulled it back powerlessly.

Damn Tiberius, every time I try to show you some respect, you start talking!

"Ugh......"

Octavia sighed softly, all she felt now was a headache.

It’s hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words, so just let him go.

"Alright, Tiberius."

Octavia waved her hand, her voice filled with exhaustion and disgust.

"That's enough. I'm tired. I don't want to see you again. Get out of here!"

Tiberius: Hahaha, I’m free!

Seeing that his sister had ordered him to leave, Tiberius naturally didn't want to stay any longer and quickly got up and prepared to leave.

But just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around timidly:

But just as he was about to step out of the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly stopped, turned around and asked:

"Well...sister, I heard Plotina is sick?"

"Do you think I should go visit?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Octavia's face instantly turned gloomy.

"no need."

Octavia refused coldly:

"Plotina is very weak now and is not fit to meet guests."

"Besides...she doesn't want to see you right now."

"Don't go over there and make her condition worse."

Tiberius: ???

What does it mean to aggravate the condition?

I'm not a plague, is it necessary to say such harsh words?

"But sister..."

"No buts!"

Octavia interrupted him, her tone becoming stern:

"I said no, that's it! Get out of here right now, and don't make me say it again!"

Faced with his sister's firm attitude, Tiberius could only leave in disappointment.

...................

Tiberius returned to his small palace in a depressed mood.

As soon as he entered the garden of his bedroom, a trusted subordinate came to greet him hurriedly.

"Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!"

The man's face was pale and his expression looked extremely panicked.

"what's up?"

Tiberius frowned, looking very impatient.

"Your Highness, Lucius suddenly launched a large-scale cleanup operation today!"

The subordinate reported with a trembling voice:

"He dispatched elite soldiers from the First Guards Division to conduct surprise inspections of multiple areas in Splenda simultaneously."

"what?!"

Tiberius's face turned ugly in an instant.

"What's even more terrifying is that their actions are extremely precise, as if they have a detailed list of criminals in their hands!"

The subordinate continued:

"The vice president of the Merchants Association was arrested, Count Savinya was also taken away, as well as Viscount Valorant and Baron Dallon..."

"Almost all the nobles who have had contact with you have been investigated to varying degrees."

Upon hearing this news, Tiberius' mind went blank.

Those who were arrested were the supporters he had secretly developed over the years - although they had been replaced by changelings.

"How much damage is there?"

Tiberius asked, suppressing his anger.

"According to the information we have received so far, we have lost at least two-thirds of our outer defense forces."

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his forehead and answered with a bitter face.

Tiberius's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound, and his nails dug deep into the flesh of his palms.

Damn Lucius!

This lingering bastard!

How did he know this information?

"And there's even worse news..."

The subordinate swallowed his saliva, his voice filled with despair:

"The younger generation of nobles, following Lucius' lead, have also begun to take action."

"They used their influence within the family to point the finger of blame for this incident at you, either overtly or covertly."

"The political direction of the entire imperial capital is changing, and a political storm targeting you is forming."

"Many nobles who were originally neutral have also begun to side with Lucius..."

Tiberius felt a buzzing in his head.

This means that not only will he suffer heavy losses in his hidden power, but even in the open, his position will face unprecedented challenges.

Lucius is going to drive him completely into the quagmire, leaving him with no chance of recovery!

Tiberius was furious. He punched the stone table in the garden, and the hard marble turned into powder under his heavy blow.

"Lucius!"

His eyes were bloodshot and he roared like a beast:

"I will make you pay the price!"

However, what Tiberius did not know was that a greater blow was yet to come.

He returned to his bedroom and tried to retrieve an extremely important item from a hidden place.

He habitually touched a seemingly ordinary carving on the wall. There was a secret mechanism hidden inside the carving. Only he knew how to touch it with a special technique to open this secret compartment.

The secret compartment contained the crystal he used to communicate with Chris.

At this moment, although the position of this thing looked exactly the same as when he left, and was neatly placed, Tiberius' sixth sense was frantically sounding an alarm.

There are signs of having been turned over!

He examined it carefully, running his fingertips over the surface of the communication crystal.

Although the opponent's recovery method was extremely sophisticated and left almost no trace, he still overlooked a small detail deliberately set up by Tiberius.

There was a very fine scratch on the surface of the communication crystal. After each use, he would turn it to a specific angle to align the scratch with a line on the inner wall of the secret compartment.

Now, the scratch has deviated from its original position, even if it is only a tiny, imperceptible distance.

Tiberius's face turned as pale as paper and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ice-cold despair instantly spread to every corner of his body, freezing him completely.

Only the emperor's direct secret guards could have sneaked into the palace to such an extent silently and with such sophisticated techniques.

In other words, even his own father has begun to doubt him!?

It would be fine if he was innocent, but Tiberius knew that he was really not clean.

Treason, collusion with Chaos Cults, even the sacrifice of human lives...

Each and every one of these crimes is serious enough to punish him with the death penalty!

If anything is discovered, everything he has will be ruined!

"It's over... it's all over..."

Tiberius slumped in his chair, his eyes becoming empty and lifeless.

Politically, he was completely encircled and suppressed, and the shadowy forces were purged on a large scale. Even his father began to doubt him...

All escape routes are blocked.

In the desperate situation of collapse, Tiberius' eyes became extremely sinister and crazy.

Since normal means no longer work and since everyone is against him, don't blame him for using extraordinary means.

He knew there was no turning back.

The only things he could hold on to now were the power Chris promised and his own ambition.

"Lucius!"

"You forced me to do this!"

Tiberius let out a suppressed growl.

As Lucius had expected, he made an extremely dark and extreme decision.

He wants to gain power and completely crush anyone who stands in his way, especially Lucius!