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Chapter 1780
“You are right, Thorian is indeed an outstanding child.”
“His strength is among the best among the Black Dragon Army, and he is even stronger than I was back then. As
for the military, he is a rare talent.”
“The generals in the army often report to me Thorian’s achievements over the years. I have seen his growth. I am
very proud to have such a son.” Rufus Rhys said with a pleased expression.
Hearing this, Princess Elara breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn’t help feeling a little more happy.
I didn’t expect that the prince, who had so many things to do every day, would still be so concerned about his son’s
development.
“Yishuang, Thorian is a very outstanding boy. There is no doubt about this. He can be a good general, expand the
territory of West Lucozia and make extraordinary achievements; but he cannot be the king of West Lucozia, at least
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfor now. Not yet.” Rufus Rhys suddenly changed the subject.
Hearing this, Princess Elara was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
“Yishang, if I still have time, I will slowly train Thorian until he becomes a qualified King of West Lucozia.
Unfortunately, I have no time now.” Rufus Rhys shook his head.
“Your Majesty, what do you mean…” Princess Elara hesitated.
She guessed the outcome, but she was afraid to say it.
“I want to pass the throne to Logan.”
Rufus Rhys said with a complicated face: “Whether it is character, force, strategy, or military talent, Logan is the
best candidate. He is more suitable for this position than me.”
“Your Majesty, according to my understanding, Logan is obsessed with the world and never asks much about
temple affairs. He should…not like this position.” Princess Elara tried to explain.
“He really doesn’t like it, but there are some things that you have to do even if you don’t like it. This is
responsibility.”
Rufus Rhys said in a serious tone: “For the sake of righteousness, for the people of West Lucozia, and for the sake of
the world, I believe he will shoulder this heavy responsibility.”
“Your Majesty, why don’t you let Logan make his own choice?” Princess Elara asked.
“Of course, I will not force Logan. Likewise, I will not force Thorian. Both of them are my sons. I will let them
compete fairly. But I hope you can understand that Logan is the best choice. .” Rufus Rhys said seriously.
“I understand.” Princess Elara nodded sadly.
Although she was reluctant to admit it, she knew in her heart that no matter from every aspect, Logan Rhys was
better than Dustin Thorian and more suitable to be the King of West Lucozia.
However, she was unwilling to do so.
As a mother, she naturally hopes that her son will be in a high position and stand above thousands of people.
Therefore, she must fight for this throne, not for herself, but for her son’s future.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Yishuang, in fact, this position is not as beautiful as the world imagines. All the power and influence are all illusory
things.”
“Since taking this position, I no longer live for myself, but for all the people of West Lucozia. Outsiders will never
understand the pressure and responsibility I bear.”
“If I had a choice, I really don’t want to be this bullshit King of West Lucozia. It’s so tiring.”
As Rufus Rhys spoke, he started coughing again.
Princess Elara quickly raised his hand and gently stroked Rufus Rhys’s back, comforting him.
Until this moment, she suddenly realized that her prince seemed much older.
The previous domineering and majestic power was long gone, and now, the other party looked like a dying old man.
Looking at Rufus Rhys’s half-white hair, Princess Elara couldn’t help feeling a little distressed.
Why did Zeng Jin, that heroic and unparalleled man, become like this?
“Yishuang, you are tired too. Go back to your room and rest first. In two days, our family will have a good
gathering.” Rufus Rhys smiled.
“My lord, you should take good care of yourself.” Princess Elara warned.
“I know, go ahead.” Rufus Rhys waved his hand.
“I bid farewell.”