"sit."

Caesar Charles walked past Allen and Renard, strode to the desk, sat down directly, and said with a smile to Allen and said.

Before Alan and the others could react, the two wooden chairs had been quietly moved behind Alan and Renard.

Renard sat down calmly, but the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed.

But Allen was different. He sat down gently, his deep eyes as deep as a pool and jumped slightly, moving towards the shadows in the corner, as if he had discovered something.

Seeing this scene, Caesar Charles's eyes were even more satisfied, and he became more and more fond of Allen's eyes.

"Allen, I can call you."

Caesar Charles looked at Allen and said with a smile in an extremely sincere tone.

"This is natural, your majesty."

Allen pressed his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.

"Hey, don't be so reserved."

"Here, you are not my minister, but my junior."

Looking at Alan's reaction, a trace of displeasure flashed in Caesar's eyes, he stood up and walked up to him to straighten Alan's body.

"Okay Your Majesty."

Seeing the sincerity revealed in the other party's eyes and the feedback brought by the [sixth sense] and the "momentum" that is enough to unite man and nature, Allen finally did what he wanted.

Although the name has not changed, the vague strangeness and barriers have disappeared a little.

Caesar also knew that it was rare to be able to do this in a short period of time.

The rest will take time to polish.

After all, the relationship between the two is close, but if you really want to be serious, it will only be an hour to meet.

Without running-in and familiarity, if Allen really acts too enthusiastically, it will be abnormal.

However, since he had already made a good start, his uneasiness was slightly lowered.

"Lenard, long time no see."

The next moment, he turned his head and looked at Renard.

"I am not sure about your Majesty's concern." Renard nodded, but his tone revealed a bit of stiffness, as if he didn't want to communicate too much with the other party.

Alan was extremely curious and puzzled about this.

"You are still blaming me." Caesar smiled bitterly, his tone full of loss.

"Don't dare." Renard still answered very briefly, his whole sitting posture was meticulous and without any slackness.

But Allen could see that Renard's rigor was not the nervousness of worrying about Jun Qian's loss of etiquette, but a silent confrontation.

"I dare not, no, right?"

Hearing Renard's words, Caesar shook his head and sighed as if he was indecisive.

"I know, you've been resentful of Roy's disappearance, thinking I killed him."

"But how do you know that this is not the eternal pain in my heart."

Hearing this, Alan's pupils, who was originally confused, suddenly contracted, and his muscles on his face became stiff, almost unable to grasp the calm temperament of his body.

At this moment, Caesar Charles seemed to sense Allen's reaction and turned around to explain.

"Since you have been able to reach this point, it means that you are already qualified to protect yourself and can understand something."

"I had just taken office for a while and I was facing a conservative and slanderous disobedience."

"Because after so many years of development, they don't want to have another old man on their heads, but want me to obey their command."

"So, my initial power progressed extremely slowly."

"It is also extremely difficult to master the trump card of my father and to straighten the royal power."
Chapter completed!