As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Roy was dumbfounded.

I thought the two girls would back off after I explained the reason, but why did they become even more excited?!

No, what are you thinking? Aren't girls supposed to be reserved in this regard? Why are you following me even when I'm using the restroom?! Do you have any privacy or personal freedom left?!

"No, no, no, I know the way, and I have a cane, that's all!"

"No matter how good you are at knowing the way, can you be as good as I, who grew up in the palace?" Charlotte sneered.

"Master, the crutch is missing." Alice said the horrifying words lightly.

"Ah this..."

His lower abdomen was getting more and more swollen, and he had to endure the burning gazes of the two girls. Roy was suffering both physically and mentally and could only cry out in pain.

He wasn't severely disabled, and after all, asking a girl to accompany him to the bathroom was too embarrassing, right?!

But, but, I really can't hold it in anymore! If I can't hold it in in front of a girl, it will be more than just embarrassing!

No matter which one you choose, you will lose your dignity as a man.

For Roy, this was a huge crisis comparable to facing a red-blooded fire dragon!

Fortunately, fate is not always so cruel. The sudden greeting outside the door brought Roy supreme salvation like the holy bell of heaven.

"Roy, are you free now?"

As the door was pushed open, it was Carl who appeared in the room!

Roy immediately responded: "Yes! A big yes!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the two were stunned, Roy quickly jumped out of bed, holding his lower abdomen and ran to Carl.

After noticing the resentful looks from the two girls, Carl stared at his son and couldn't help but hesitate: "Well, if you're busy, forget it..."

"No, no matter how busy I am, it's still okay to make time for you, Dad!"

Roy said this very kindly, and immediately dragged Carl out of the room.

In Karl's opinion, his son is much better than him in terms of men and women.

Good boy, you said earlier that you weren't that close to Charlotte, but you were just faking it! You're being intimate with the princess, and you're not even letting go of the maid next to you! That's fine, but you actually have the nerve to be in the same room with them!

Carmo began to worry about his future.

The mainstream system in Viszea is still monogamy. Of course, nobles can have some concubines. As a father, Carl does not object to Roy having several girlfriends. The problem is that it depends on who they are.

Alice aside, Charlotte is a princess. Now that the second prince is dead, Charlotte might inherit the entire Lionheart Kingdom in the future.

Even if an ordinary noble lady was jealous and caused a conflict, Carl would be able to protect Roy, but if it was a Lionhearted Queen, Carl would not be able to protect her.

"I'm not asking about your personal affairs, but, uh, I think you should take it easy." Carl glanced at Roy subtly and said in a complicated tone, "Women are very scary."

"Don't worry, their relationship will get better... probably." Roy smiled bitterly.

If you say they have a good relationship, the tension between the two girls doesn't seem fake. But if you say they have a bad relationship, they are surprisingly consistent when targeting me.

I remember that in the original work, even if the two did not end up together, they were still half-besties in the end, so their relationship should not be that bad.

Compared to them, your own bladder is more important!

"Father, let's talk later. I'm going to the bathroom!"

Roy covered his lower abdomen and walked towards the bathroom in the distance with difficulty.

After solving the physiological problem, Roy accompanied Carl to an empty balcony.

After spending some time together, Roy got to know Carl a little better.

If there is nothing important, the other party will never come to see you on purpose.

Under the gentle breeze, as Roy waited patiently, Carl, who had been considering for a long time, finally looked at him and spoke slowly.

"You must have a lot of questions about bloodline, right?"

Roy's heart trembled, but he remained calm and composed. "Father didn't tell me, so he must have his reasons."

Hearing this, Karl felt a little relieved.

He had always worried that Roy would blame him for not telling the truth in advance, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't bother about it.

Even if it was just a momentary courtesy, it was enough comfort for Karl.

The old knight smiled slightly, a hint of surprise and tenderness in his eyes: "You, boy, are much more sensible than I was back then."

"Your mother instructed us not to become a Transcendent until she was sure you weren't qualified, not to accept the Reverse Scale, and lastly, not to tell you the truth about your bloodline."

"So this is why my father has been hiding all this." Roy nodded suddenly.

But to his surprise, Karl shook his head.

"No, your mother's instructions are only one aspect. But the reason I didn't tell you all this is because I didn't want to."

"Ugh?"

Under Roy's stunned gaze, Carl turned his head, looked into the distance, and let out a tired sigh.

"I don't want you to follow the same path as your mother."

Looking at Carl's back, Roy saw for the first time a trace of unconcealable sadness on the body of this Iron-Blooded Marquis.

Chapter 139: Old Father's Planning and Guidance

Dark clouds passed by, dimming Carl's figure.

"Your true blood comes from your mother, Lorraine."

"She was just like you now, incredibly talented and powerful. She used this bloodline to become the undisputed genius of our time."

"However, the more extraordinary one is, the more responsibility they must bear beyond that of ordinary people."

"Rowling's bloodline can communicate with the power of demigods, but at a low cost. For the cultists who need to sacrifice countless flesh and souls to gain a glimpse of the evil god, it is as tempting as a sacred fire in the long night. So I always feel that from the moment she inherited this bloodline, her fate has inevitably moved towards tragedy."

With a gloomy sigh, Carl clenched his fists weakly.

Listening to this story, Roy's mood became heavy.

As he expected, Rowling was no ordinary person. But he didn't expect that this powerful bloodline itself was the key to the cult's coveted bloodline! He also didn't expect that even Carl couldn't protect Rowling.

You know, no matter in terms of strength or status, Carl is second only to the Lionheart King. Unless the whole country is mobilized, few forces can go head-to-head with the Ainblood family.

What's more, with the support of the Lionheart Kingdom, no one can threaten him.

But even so, Rowling died.

From the moment you inherit the bloodline, tragedy is inevitable?

A pressure heavier than the Fate-Defying Node loomed over Roy, making him breathless for a moment.

"I didn't want you to follow the same path as Rowling, but who knew it would end up like this." Carl shook his head with a wry smile, feeling that all his years of hard work had been in vain.

However, Roy spoke at this time: "Father, I am very grateful for your hard work."

"But since I have inherited the fate carried by this bloodline, I have no intention of escaping."

Carl was startled and slowly turned around, and was surprised to find that the boy's face was nervous, uneasy, and even a little afraid, but his eyes were like candles in the dark, burning with unquenchable determination.

"You said before that transcendents bear responsibilities far beyond those of ordinary people. Now that I have inherited this bloodline, I have no intention of escaping it."

"What's more..."

Roy exhaled slowly and smiled slightly.

"Fate isn't unchangeable. Rather than escaping under my father's protection, even if I'm destined to be crushed, I want to struggle to the very end!"

A breeze blew through the haze, and a thin ray of morning light fell, blurring Roy's face.

In a trance, Carl seemed to have returned to the day when the black-haired girl said goodbye to him.

The girl at that time was just like this, uneasy, nervous, and afraid of the future, but she was unwilling to give up and stubbornly fought against her fate.

Carl always wondered if the ending would have been different if he had not been so cowardly and had embarked on the journey with her.

The person is gone, and Carl has no chance to repent.

But at least he could do something for the child in front of him.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I was the one being lectured."

Carl sighed softly.

Then he straightened up and looked at Roy seriously.

"Since you've made up your mind, I won't hide it."

"First, you need to understand how much the evil cults covet you. Whether it's our kingdom's [Evil Dragon Society], [Withering Creatures], or [Pale Hand], they will all target you, and one day you will inevitably come into conflict with them."

I get it. So I am Tang Sanzang's flesh, and all kinds of demons and monsters want to have a taste of it. Roy laughed at himself in his heart, trying to find happiness in the midst of suffering.

No wonder in the original work, no matter which line he took, "Evil Young Roy" was involved with the cult. I think it was because of his special bloodline that made the cult unable to stop.

"So there are two things you must do." Carl paused deliberately and stared at him, as if testing him.

"First, improve my strength. I cannot slack off on my true or false bloodline." Roy blurted out the answer.

"That's right. I can guide your Iron Blood promotion. As for your mother's bloodline, I will give you her notes when I return. You can refer to the experience above." Carl nodded.

【Iron Blood】needs to go through life-and-death battles to be upgraded. After this escape, the power of the bloodline has accumulated to a critical point, and will soon be able to break through.

The [False King] posed a much greater mystery. Advancement seemed to require Fate Reversal Points and a King's Certificate, but Roy knew next to nothing about this bloodline's power. Information about the [False King] was exactly what Roy desperately needed. The notes of a predecessor, a [False King] transcendent, were like a pillow for a sleepyhead.

"As for the second point, I need to develop my power."

Karl nodded with satisfaction: “Yes, that’s why I asked you to have more contact with Charlotte.”

To fight against cults, we must never rely on fighting alone.

No matter where a cult goes, it's like a rat crossing the street. From this perspective, all the legitimate forces in Viszea are objects that Roy can strive for cooperation with.

But Roy was somewhat speechless when he heard this.

So is Charlotte the gigolo chosen by her father?

But it makes sense when you think about it. Among the major forces in Viszea today, which one has not developed over dozens or hundreds of years?

Political marriages were already popular among the nobles. Of course, getting married and currying favor with the rich was more convenient and quicker than starting from scratch.

Moreover, Her Royal Highness the Princess herself was indeed very fragrant... Roy really had nothing to complain about that.

"You have done well in this regard. After this escape, I believe His Highness has a good impression of you." Carl's mouth corners were ambiguous, with a hint of gossip.

Roy scratched his head and said weakly: "Um, about this, actually..."

"Charlotte has already agreed to make me a sworn knight."

As soon as these words were spoken, Carl's body trembled, and the expression on his face changed from relief to ecstasy.

In a sense, the sworn knights are like exclusive maids, and are like family members to the nobles.

However, the sworn knight also has a hint of royal agency, and can be said to truly enjoy some of the royal rights - of course, the most important thing is that a sworn knight who is of a different gender and similar age to an unmarried royal means that he is only one step away from completely joining the royal family!

"So, do you understand?" At the same time, Charlotte was sitting with her legs crossed, giving a playful smile to the blonde maid opposite her, and playing her winning card.

That's right, after Roy left, the two girls continued to compete.

"Tonight, Roy will officially become my sworn knight. No matter what you do, you can't stop me!"

However, after hearing this, the blonde maid didn't get angry or cry as she had imagined. Instead, she turned towards her, tilted her head, and said inexplicably, "Alice didn't mean to stop you?"

"......ah?"

"Rather, Alice wanted to congratulate you two."

The blonde girl clapped her hands with a calm expression.

This will make Charlotte very unhappy.

Chapter 140: Turning Enemies into Friends

Charlotte always felt that the little maid in front of her was a green tea girl in a romance novel, a yellow-haired girl in a love story, and a rebellious maid who was greedy for Roy's body.

But the answer just now broke Charlotte's cognition.

Congratulations?