Sign In: Becoming A Great Spell Deity Starting From The Magic Academy Chapter 453 - The Record Of A Powerful Official

Chapter 453 - The Record Of A Powerful Official

"Do you think it was Morse who did it?"

Ulysses turned his face away and looked elsewhere. Then, he turned back and looked at Strachey.

"If it wasn't him, who else could it be?"

Strachey appeared to be very surprised by Ulysses' question.

"Morse doesn't have the guts. His fear of his father has seeped into his bones. Even if he smelled his father from a hundred meters away, he would be so scared that he would crawl on the ground and tremble."

Ulysses gave his reason, while Strachey denied his reason with a tone that was close to contempt.

"When ambition and desire swell up, it can even cause a star to explode. How easy is it to change a person?"

"For so many years, we have always been at an absolute disadvantage. The reason why we can still maintain the balance on the surface is because he lacks enough courage. Now, he no longer lacks courage. Do we still Have a chance?"

"Your Highness, things aren't that pessimistic. Among the five legions directly under the hall, although the second and fourth legions support Morse, most of the generals of the third legion and some of the generals of the fifth legion support us."

Ulysses' eyes widened slightly.

"I've never heard Teacher mention this before."

"This is because the exchange with these generals had already been going on in the main halll. The basis for establishing such an exchange with them is absolute secrecy. Therefore..."

Strachey's words were very clear. These generals only had trust in him. As for whether the also trusted in Ulysses, it was hard to say.

"It doesn't matter. In the past, the situation was treacherous, so it was inevitable for them to have such misgivings. Now, can you tell me which generals are supporting me?"

As Ulysses said this, he stared at Strachey, wanting to see what kind of reaction he would have.

In the end, to Ulysses' surprise, Strachey actually looked directly into his eyes without any hesitation. He faintly spat out a word. "No."

This really made Ulysses unable to step down from the stage.

Ulysses lowered his head and smiled bitterly for a while before saying to Strachey,

"Teacher, could it be that I'm really just a puppet?"

Strachey's words once again shocked Ulysses. "Before I successfully take revenge, I'm afraid."

Ulysses could no longer pretend. He looked at Strachey with a cold smile. "You're indeed worthy of being my good teacher."

"I know Your Highness is mocking me, but from my personal perspective, I think the words 'good teacher' are well deserved."

Strachey took a step forward and spoke with confidence.

"Your Highness, do you know how many people wanted to reach out and strangle you in the cradle when you were born and the royal family's genetic atlas reported your Strategic Index? Even those in the main hall wanted to kill you because they thought that you might fight for the throne when you grew up, which led to the division of the royal family. And at this time, I took the risk of breaking off with the main hall to save you, Your Highness. Over the years, Your Highness has experienced many life-and-death storms, big and small. Others may not know, but doesn't your Highness know? It was because I did my very best to protect Your Highness. Although His Highness is astonishingly talented, if it weren't for me teaching him everything, would His Highness's achievements be as high as today?"

When Strachey said this, he paused, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "The reason why I supported His Highness is indeed because of my own selfish motives. However, if I really only need a puppet at my disposal, why would I need to look for His Highness? To put it bluntly, didn't I know that my actions would disgust His Highness? Didn't I know that once His Highness changed, it would be a thousand times more difficult for me to deal with him than to deal with an ordinary person? Since there were so many conditions that were disadvantageous to me, why would I choose you, Your Highness? Could it be that other than the fact that I truly admire His Highness from the bottom of my heart and want to help His Highness, there are other reasons?"

"I can partially understand your feelings. If you are truly loyal to me and help me rise to power, then there is no doubt that I will do my best to help you take revenge. But now...even if I want to pretend that I am convinced by you, I can't. Teacher, can you yourself believe it?"

Since he had already said it out loud, Ulysses became more honest instead.

"Many years ago, when I submitted to the main hall, the main hall told me the same thing. For this, I worked hard for decades and contributed all my wisdom and youth, but in the end, I only received one sentence: 'Forget the past for your own happiness.' Your Highness, as long as you are given enough time, your wisdom will sooner or later surpa.s.s the great hall, or even surpa.s.s mine. And in this world, there is nothing more unreliable than the promises of smart people."

"What do you want me to do? Sit here obediently and be your puppet?"

"I have no intention of restricting His Highness's freedom. Your Highness, you can do whatever you want. It's just that I don't like what you have to do, such as establishing an alliance with a dangerous person like Lei Luo."

Ulysses silently looked at Strachey for an entire minute before lowering his head.

"Teacher, is there anything else?"

"Since the news of the Hall's death has spread, Morse will definitely launch a full-scale attack on us. I have a lot of time to deal with it immediately, so I won't disturb Your Highness from reading," Strachey said. Then, he bowed respectfully to Ulysses before turning around and walking towards the door.

When he reached the door, Strachey stood still and did not turn around. He only said, "Your Highness, I can swear to you that as long as I get my revenge, I will return everything that you deserve to you. You might even get more."

With that, Strachey left.

After Strachey left, Ulysses stared at his back again. He did not slowly close the book in his hand until he had walked far away.

On the cover of the book were written the following words: "Records of the Powerful Officials."

He sat in his seat for a while.

A strange light flashed in his eyes. This was the symbol of a new letter.

Soon, the magic beacon transformed the letter into a message and sent it directly to Ulysses's brain.

This was the letter that Ulysses wanted the most at the moment.