Elemental Light Mage

Chapter 525 Father's Expectation for Son

"Oh really, they are all such troublemakers."

Xi Yeming walked slowly alone on the streets of Dongzhou City, feeling very depressed. As he walked, he was thinking hard about how to solve a series of problems raised by his subordinates.

First, Yishi needed training to improve their combat capabilities; second, Yingyu needed to work in shifts to ensure the smooth progress of the work; and finally, Irene was in urgent need of financial support. These three things were like three huge mountains pressing on his heart, making him feel upset and confused, not knowing what to do.

Xi Yeming originally planned to ask Angelina if he could ask the soldiers outside the city to come and help him. However, when he made this request to Angelina, the answer he got was: "The imperial soldiers are not your private slaves." This sentence was like a basin of cold water, ruthlessly extinguishing the glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Alas, it seems that I can only think of other ways." Xi Yeming sighed helplessly and continued to stroll on the street. As he walked, he came to an arch bridge. The arch bridge spanned a small river, and the river water was clear and flowing slowly.

Xi Yeming stood at the bottom of the bridge and looked up. He saw that the two ends of the bridge were raised high, like a wild goose spreading its wings ready to fly. He took a deep breath, took a step, and walked towards the bridge head step by step.

As he walked slowly to the top of the arch bridge amid the bustling crowd, he didn't even notice that he passed by a person holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Xi Yeming's figure loomed in the crowd, gradually moving farther and farther away, and finally disappeared in the vast sea of people. After he left, the oil-paper umbrella slowly rose higher, revealing the face hidden under the umbrella.

Lulina, who was standing next to the emperor, noticed this scene and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you need me to call Prince Noel?"

The emperor was silent for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "No need."

At this time, Xi Yeming was staying in front of a small stall on the street, having a lively conversation with the stall owner, seemingly discussing something important.

The emperor was standing on the bridge, his oil-paper umbrella still quietly open, but his eyes passed through the crowd and fell on the figure talking to the stall owner.

The emperor silently looked at his son, whom he seldom saw, with mixed emotions welling up in his heart.

Xi Yeming's rare silver hair shone softly in the sun, contrasting with his dignified face, as if he had walked out of a painting. The emperor couldn't help but sigh that the child looked exactly like his mother.

However, despite this, the emperor could not find many similarities between Xi Yeming and himself. This feeling made him feel a little indescribable. Was it regret or relief?

The emperor smiled bitterly and shook his head. Perhaps this was fate. However, when his eyes fell on Xi Yeming's beautiful blue eyes, he felt a little relieved.

These eyes were exactly the same as his own, as if they were the only thing Xi Yeming inherited from him.

But what does that dream mean?

Neuhac couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The dream was so real, it seemed like a prophecy, but what did it really mean? Could it be that he was really suitable to be the emperor? Even more suitable than himself?

"Do not."

Neuhac shook his head violently. He could not accept such an idea. Although his wife was smart, her personality was definitely not suitable for sitting on the supreme throne.

The emperor needs to have decisive decision-making ability, strong leadership and a calm mentality, but these qualities seem to be lacking in his wife.

But if it’s not passed to Xi Yeming, then it can only be passed to Fia.

But Fia...

However, no matter what, Xi Yeming is a young tiger in the eyes of the emperor, and he is an existence that cannot be ignored. His talent and potential make the emperor have high hopes for him, which Neuhak also knows well.

"If you were not the Holy Will Ten, how great would it be if you were my child?"

Just then, Xi Yeming finished discussing with the stall owner. Carrying a bag of food and with a satisfied smile on his face, he set off on the journey back to the palace.

Neuhak watched all this quietly, and in a trance, he seemed to see his former self. At that time, he was also carefree like his son, enjoying the beauty of life.

It is a pity that that kind of extravagant life was ultimately ruthlessly broken by his brothers, and he was inevitably drawn into the huge turmoil of the struggle for the throne.

At this moment, a greeting suddenly came: "Hey, are you waiting for me?"

The voice seemed to come from behind the emperor. Neuhac and Lulina turned around at the same time, wanting to see who the owner of the voice was.

I saw a tall woman standing there. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes fixed on the most distinguished man in the empire, and she seemed to not care at all about the gap between them.

Seeing this, Lulina immediately took a step forward, posing as if ready to fight, and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you disturb the Holy Chariot so boldly?"

But the emperor stopped him, saying, "Don't do it, Lulina." Then, he turned to look at the woman and said slowly, "She is... my old friend."

Hearing the emperor say this, the woman quickly agreed: "Yes, it has been more than ten years since we last met. We should really be called old friends."

Seeing that the other party was actually acquainted with the Emperor, Lulina was still somewhat dissatisfied, but he could only step aside in disappointment.

At this time, Neuhac finally spoke and said the name of the woman in front of him: "Chizuru, long time no see."

The woman named Qianhe raised her lips slightly and laughed like a silver bell: "Haha, ever since I returned to the Free Kingdom of Oberik, I have been feeling uneasy, afraid that you have forgotten me in some corner."

Hearing this, Neuhak defended himself by saying, "I tried to keep you back then, but you insisted on leaving. You can't blame me for this."

Qianhe snorted lightly and said with a half-smile: "I don't have the courage of Milian Alu. Living with the emperor is like living with a tiger. Who knows if you are in a bad mood one day, will you send me to the guillotine?"

The emperor's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he pretended to be angry and said, "Well, how dare you talk to me like that! Just for your disrespectful crime, I can send you to the guillotine right now!"

Chizuru was able to tell the truth from the falsehood in Neuhak's words, and she said with relief: "Your joke-telling skills are still worth improving as always."