The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Of course, the exile of a prince to the frontier is different from the exile of an ordinary person to the frontier.

Ordinary people are sent to the frontier to do hard labor, but for Leon, being sent there is just a change of scenery to get some sleep. However, the conditions there might make it difficult for Leon to sleep comfortably.

As for why they were sent to prison by escort?

This is the rule of the Fchester Empire: everyone is sent to exile as a prisoner, except that Leon is a slightly higher-ranking prisoner.

"What—am I going to have to wear shackles and sleep in the dungeon too?"

Leon glanced sideways at the shackles in the soldier's hands, then looked at the two-meter-long, one-meter-wide cell in front of him, which resembled a cage for livestock, and immediately put on a stern face.

"Your Highness, of course you cannot stay in this kind of cell. Your cell is over here."

Edwin pointed to a spot and replied with a smile, “Your Highness, you do not need to wear any shackles.”

Following Edwin's gaze, Leon saw a cell about half the size of a middle school classroom. The cell had no walls, but was surrounded by iron bars. Inside the cell was a dilapidated steel-framed bed. Due to the dark and dampness of the cell, the originally white bed had long been stained red and black with rust, and there was only a straw mat on the bed.

"Oh? I'll stay here tonight!"

Leon was stunned. He turned to look at Edwin, his eyes full of questioning.

Edwin, I don't think I have any grudge against you!

However, Edwin's face showed a very embarrassed expression.

“Your Highness, we originally intended for you to stay in a luxury suite here, but we were afraid that His Majesty would send people to secretly investigate, so we could only arrange these conditions for you. His Majesty secretly instructed me to treat you like a prisoner and not to let you enjoy the treatment of a prince.”

Edwin leaned closer to Leon and whispered something in a very low voice.

Leon could sense that the spiritual environment around Edwin changed when he said those words, probably because Edwin had used a spying spell.

“My father… alright, then I won’t make things difficult for you.”

Leon shrugged and then walked into the cell, letting the soldiers lock the door.

"Your Highness, I shall take my leave now. If you need anything, just call for the guards."

Edwin bowed slightly and then left.

The guards then left.

The prisoners in the nearby cells seemed to have been deliberately cleared out, leaving only Leon.

The dungeon was dimly lit, and the floor was as damp as the southern heat. The only dry place was the straw mat on the steel-framed bed. The mat was brand new, which was probably a benefit that Edwin had tried his best to secure for himself.

However, the wooden board under the mat was already moldy due to the dampness, and the musty smell was really unpleasant for Leon when he sat on the mat.

Therefore, Leon used his innate skill to heat the damp wooden board with flames, which made him feel much better.

Inside the dungeon, prisoners are shackled to restrict their spiritual abilities, so they cannot use supernatural powers. The reason Leon can use fire is because he is not shackled.

Edwin said that Caesar made him do it.

Tsk, could it be that Caesar is trying to force himself to cry and say, "Dad, I was wrong!" by using such terrible living conditions?

If that's the case, then Caesar is overthinking it.

Born with a silver spoon in his mouth and accustomed to a life of luxury, Léon Hoyle might find it unbearable and beg Caesar for forgiveness.

However, Léon Hoyle, born into a peasant family and who even slept in a cowshed as a child, and who was frugal and hardworking from a young age, could absolutely not be defeated by such harsh living conditions.

but……

According to Edwin, Leon believed that Caesar might indeed have sent someone to secretly monitor his every move, and that this person was terrifyingly powerful.

In that case, it would be impossible for me to escape on my way to southern Xinjiang.

However, he never thought of running away, because Leon knew he couldn't escape. But if that were the case, wouldn't his safety be guaranteed?

There is a skilled agent loyal to Caesar secretly watching me. If I encounter danger, he should come to my aid, right?

Well, it's also possible that Edwin was lying.

Or perhaps this guy secretly monitoring him is ostensibly Caesar's man, but actually the Regent's or Leon's.

If he really is a traitor, then Leon is basically already guilty; it's just a matter of sooner or later.

Well, whatever, I have to work hard to improve my skills.

With that thought in mind, Leon decided to start cultivating. It wasn't that he couldn't cultivate, but his cultivation speed was so slow that it was negligible.

Like a small grass seed buried deep under a pile of stones, no matter how hard it tries to take root and sprout, it can't squeeze out of the narrow crack in the stone to see the bright sunlight.

Therefore, Leon gave up on cultivation.

The last time I asked the goddess for help, I got nothing in return and was even ridiculed by her.

Oh no, it's not even certain whether the person you're talking to is the Goddess of Justice.

The world of mysticism is full of truths and falsehoods!

Leon felt extremely melancholy at this moment.

To kill time, he chose to sleep.

So Leon fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the soldiers brought me dinner.

Dinner consisted of dry, hard bread and a small amount of tomato sauce; it was the worst meal Leon had ever eaten since coming into this world.

But Leon knew that he would go hungry if he didn't eat, so in the spirit of hard work, he ate every last grain of rice.

Because he slept all afternoon, Leon couldn't sleep again that night.

Just as Leon was getting bored, the soldier who delivered the food appeared again, but this time he wasn't there to deliver food; instead, he brought someone with him.

"Leon?"

Leon looked at the blond man with a middle parting following behind the soldier, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Brother, may we talk?"

Leon stood at the cell door, looking through the black bars at Leon sitting cross-legged on a straw mat.

In his deep blue eyes, Leon saw no hostility whatsoever; on the contrary, Leon's expression seemed to be one of concern and worry.

However, Leon knew Leon well.

This guy is a master actor; his acting skills surpass mine. Don't be fooled by appearances.

“What is there left for us to talk about, Leon? I know you. You probably just want to see me make a fool of myself.”

Leon scoffed.

He maintained his cold demeanor towards Leon as always.

"No, brother, you don't understand me at all."

To everyone's surprise, Leon was not calm.

This time, he specifically addressed him as "elder brother" instead of "royal brother."

Chapter Ninety-Four: What a Good Brother

"Then tell me, what do I not know about you?"

Leon forced a slightly interested smile.

Of course, Leon had no idea that Leon had seen most of his story from a god-like perspective back on Earth.

So Leon was really curious to see what Leon had come here for.

“Brother, can we talk about something normal? Let’s put aside the imperial family and nobles and just talk about ordinary brothers.”

Leon didn't rush to answer Leon's question, but instead made a request to ease the tension.

"Well, yes."

Leon chimed in. He was bored anyway, and it wasn't so bad to have someone to talk to, even a cunning guy like Leon.

"Brother, do you remember when we were little? I always loved playing with you back then."

Leon said in a gentler tone.

"When I was little..."

Leon paused. His memories of the original owner were chaotic, but analyzing the scattered fragments in his mind, it seemed to be true.

"It seems that's true, but that was many years ago."

Leon added.

"Yes, I still miss that time very much."

Leon sat down directly on the ground by the iron railing and quickly continued, his words sounding so convincing that it was almost unbelievable whether he was acting well or genuinely telling the truth.

"..."

Leon didn't continue the conversation, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Leon was exceptionally intelligent from a young age. At the age of nine, he skipped the simple elementary school curriculum and went straight to middle school.

He entered Guberlan University at the age of eleven and graduated at the age of fourteen, becoming Leon's senior! After that... Leon lived in the Snow Capital and rarely returned.

Before he was nine years old, Leon played with Leon every day.

The famous story of "Leon smashing the water jar" is about what happened when Leon was five years old and he was playing hide-and-seek with Leon and others who were eight years old.

As for Leon, the person he saved was eight-year-old Arthur, who is now the strongest of the three heroes of the Empire, the Cannon Hero. According to the original story, as a perverted gay man, his favorite person is actually Leon. However, due to the difference in their status and the fact that Leon is not gay, Arthur did not show it and instead suppressed it in his heart. As a result, this love became more and more distorted and deformed... cough cough.

It's fair to say that Leon has created a huge problem for himself.

Of course, Leon wouldn't tell Leon this, as he was hoping to use Arthur's twisted affection for Leon to deal with him later.

For perverts, you should use perverts to deal with perverts.

“Brother, I remember I used to cry a lot when I was little. Once, I fell down on the ground, and to make me laugh, you had to pretend to fall down in the same spot.”

After a moment of silence, Leon continued.

Is that true?

Leon was puzzled; those distant memories were unfamiliar to him.

However, he still remembers quite a lot of Lanxing's childhood memories.

Take, for example, my neighbor's little sister, Xiaomei. Her casually tossed-together rubber band was picked up by her best friend, Panghu, and he wore it for ten years. Xiaomei was once Panghu's only idol. It's just a pity, though; Xiaomei didn't like Panghu, she liked Lin Beixuan, but Lin Beixuan didn't like Xiaomei.

"It's just a pity that I matured too early. I knew that I was born into the royal family, and as the second son, if I didn't work hard, then my mother and I would eventually die. So I could only study desperately."

Seeing that Leon did not respond, Leon continued, "If it weren't for that throne, how good brothers you and I would be."

"Yes, I can understand that. You are far more outstanding than me, but just because I was born earlier than you, I am more noble than you. It's normal to feel resentful."

Leon replied, "So, Leon, I, your brother, will not blame you. Being born into such a family, we can only rely on our own abilities."

"Leon—you're here to send me on my way, aren't you?"

After pausing for a moment, Leon continued.

He couldn't guess what Leon wanted to do, but judging from his appearance, he seemed to be speaking from the heart. Therefore, Leon suspected that this guy was planning to kill him on the road to the Southern Frontier, so he came to tell him the truth before he died.

Leon didn't pretend; instead, he directly revealed his thoughts.

Because if Leon wanted to send someone to poison him on the road to the Southern Frontier, he would be powerless to resist. Even if he knew, what could he do?

“Brother, how can you say that? I so wish you could live well. If you died, how lonely I would be.”

Leon smiled sincerely and then stood up.

"Alright, take care, Your Majesty. I'm leaving now."

After Leon straightened his posture, he gave Leon a proper bow and then turned and left.

Leon did not try to stop him; he felt that Leon was very likely to actually attack him.

How should I do it?

Caesar must have thought of that, right?

Caesar wouldn't let himself die, would he?

Is someone really spying on me in secret?

Who is that person spying on me? Will they protect me?