At the main gate of the royal city, Bolton was entering the city with a team of men and horses, and when he approached the giant wall of the royal city, he heard a dragon groan in the distance, and saw a giant dragon with a crimson body flying towards the sky in the distance.

"Lona?" Burton quickly recognized it as Scarlet Night, and didn't know where Lorna was riding it.

Burton shook his head, not paying much attention to it, after all, there was something more important now.

Since the New Year's feast, he has devoted himself to the defense of the northern border, overseeing the reconstruction of the frozen fortress and leading the Guards to patrol regularly to purge the remnants of the Six Kings who are stranded in the country.

However, not long ago, Bolton suddenly received an order to change the guard, and it was Pertheus himself who issued a royal order, requiring him to lead the personal guard army back to the royal city, and the northern patrol was under the jurisdiction of the garrison of Cold Valley.

At the beginning of the year, Perseus ordered the Guards to garrison the north, and the soldiers were just getting acquainted with the environment, and now they suddenly called everyone back, what was this for?

Since it was the king's order, Bolton could not disobey it, so he could only lead the legion back to the royal city in the starry night, preparing to ask Perseus face to face.

Bolton settled his men and horses, and when he entered the palace, it was late at night, and as soon as he entered the main gate, he was stopped by the royal guards, who said, "Your Royal Highness, please go to the meeting room of the main palace, His Majesty the King is waiting for you." ”

Bolton didn't realize the subtlety, and said bluntly: "It's getting late, my father has been working on state affairs for a day, let him rest early." I'll get up early tomorrow to go to him, and I'll talk about something when the time comes. ”

As soon as he was about to leave, the imperial guard directly reached out to stop him, and repeated with an expressionless face: "Please go to the conference room of the main hall, Your Majesty is waiting for you." ”

Only then did he realize that there were many more guards around the palace, and a small half of them were new faces that he had never seen before, and it seemed that they had only recently been promoted.

The strange atmosphere made him feel a little solemn in his heart, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he honestly went to the conference room of the main hall.

Candles were lit in the conference room, and Perseus sat quietly in the dim candlelight, flipping through a picture book in his hand, and a bottle of wine and two glasses on the table.

"Father?" Bolton called softly.

Perseus looked up and said with a smile, "Oh, here, sit down, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Seeing Pertheus's kind expression, Bolton guessed that it shouldn't be a big deal, maybe he just wanted to catch up with his son for a few months, so he was faintly relieved and sat down next to him.

Pertheus took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Bolton, and said, "Come, father toasts you." For so long, you have guarded the frontier for your father and fought in all directions, which is really hard for you. ”

Bolton was flattered and hurriedly took the cup: "Father, what are these words?" It is right to share your worries, how can you afford the word hard work? ”

Persius smiled and continued to flip through the album in his hand: "I haven't seen this thing for a long time, and now I take it out and turn it page by page, it's really emotional." ”

Bolton looked over and smiled, Perseus used to like to find painters to paint and record life, and now the content of the album is the scene of the father and son when they were young.

From lying asleep in swaddling clothes when he was born, to being a toddler for the first time, to learning monkeys to climb trees in his childhood, crying when a cake falls to the ground, and learning to dance with a knife and stick in a military uniform, every painting records the bits and pieces of Boton's growth process.

Persius pointed to the scene in the album, talked and laughed with Bolton, and told him stories from the old days.

There were some things that Bolton was too young to remember, and his eyes were full of curiosity when he listened to them.

There are also some things that Burton still remembers, and whenever he mentions interesting things from his childhood, he will clap his legs and laugh.

The two chatted while drinking, full of interest, and the conference room was full of laughter, as if there were no kings and generals at this moment, only blood father and son.

As he drank and drank, Perseus closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, revealing inexplicable exhaustion in his vicissitudes of life.

Burton asked with concern, "Father, what's wrong?" ”

Pertheus said abruptly, "Now that I think about it, time flies so fast. You see, you were still a little bit back then, and in the blink of an eye, you grew taller than me. Sometimes standing with you, my father feels very stressed. ”

Bolton didn't understand the deep meaning, and said with a smile: "I am my father's son, why is there pressure for you to stand with me?" ”

"Because your prestige is very high." Pertheus opened his eyes, and there was a deep look hidden in his childhood, "When you were young, I saw that you were a good seedling to be a general, and I sent you to the barracks very early. You have lived up to my expectations, and you have made many achievements and have countless subordinates loyal to you. ”

"I've always been proud of your achievements, but sometimes, seeing so many loyal generals behind you, they are even willing to die for you, and my father feels uncomfortable every time he thinks about it."

Bolton finally heard the meaning of the words, and was so frightened that he woke up, and he stood up unconsciously, his face was blue and white: "Father, are you worried about my self-respect?" ”

Persius neither admitted nor denied it, but silently poured another glass of wine for Bolton: "You are something I grew up watching, I know that you are a good boy, and you will never think like that." ”

Burton's eyes were a little red, and he said heavily: "I'll tell you the truth, father, you asked everyone to recommend the crown prince, I don't know what the second brother and the ninth sister think, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm not interested in this at all." ”

"I knew what kind of person I was and I didn't have the potential to be a king. You pushed me to the position of a candidate in public, just to keep the outside from gossiping. I know all of that. ”

"I never wanted to be a king, I just wanted to be my general and keep the party safe, and that's enough. Whoever loves the two of them will wear that crown, and I don't want to give it away for nothing! ”

Perseus shook his head slightly, put his hand on Bolton's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "But many times, the situation is also uncontrollable for you. So many generals are counting on you to be glorious, and so many soldiers want to rise to prominence under you. ”

"You don't want to be a king, but those people want you to be a king, and when the time comes, they will force you to step towards the throne, do you still have a choice?"

Bolton gritted his teeth, he had already cultivated a strong heart for half his life, and rarely cried, but now he was suspicious of his biological father, and that kind of unwillingness, loss, and grievance came to his heart, making him cry involuntarily.

Pertheus got up and walked to the fireplace, with his back to Bolton, and his voice came slowly: "Son, you have been out fighting for so long, it is time to go home and rest." Isn't it better to read at home, play chess, and spend more time with your mother, so a stable life than running around? ”

"When the situation is more stable, I will help you find a noble lady who is the right person, you can give birth to a big fat boy as soon as possible, and let my father be a grandfather, so that I have no regrets."