Chapter 553 - 553: Old Leaves And New Sprouts

Chapter 553: Old Leaves And New Sprouts

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne’s POV:

This was the truth – the chilling truth.

Everything was a sacrifice of ambition. The schemes and plots spawned terrifying monsters, and he became the first sacrifice to pay the price of failure.

I didn’t know how to comment on this. I couldn’t say such high-sounding words like ‘the dead should be honored’, but i also sincerely felt it was ridiculous.

A plan that had taken generations of effort and countless vengeful souls had disappeared.

The Evaria Family no longer had any power to fight back. That was how a vanity fair was. Any seemingly glamorous and indestructible gorgeous castle was just a shelf made of paper. It looked scary, but once it showed signs of decline, the greedy speculators would rush forward and take every brick.

This was the case for the Evaria Family and the Oromalivira Family.

So i was glad we won.

But was it all over?

I kept feeling that I had overlooked something, but no matter how I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out the problem.

The aftermath of Layla’s death was handed over to the professionals. With a reliable conclusion, the missing pieces of the puzzle were quickly filled up.

The first was the Woof Anca Family. While showing their loyalty to the royal family, they secretly collaborated with the Evaria Family to do some tip-offs.

This kind of double-betting behavior was a common ‘noble wisdom’, which usually allowed them to obtain satisfactory benefits in any outcome, provided they could deal with their tricks.

Unfortunately, the Woof Anca Family had kicked an iron plate this time. I didn’t intend to let this family off. Even my father strongly supported my decision. He even thought that if i wanted to do it, i had to be more decisive and not give them any chance to turn the tables.

“The Woof Anca Family has a long history. Even though they are declining now, it can’t change their complicated relationship with the werewolves.”

My father said, “If you can use this family, you will receive powerful support when you ascend the throne. However, once they intend to rebel, even if it was decades ago, you cannot let your guard down. Selma, you must give up some of your old forces and position to your trusted subjects. This is the first step in learning the balancing of power.”

The first time I heard my father say this, i was shocked. It revealed something different.

“But isn’t it too early? My subjects…” I asked uncertainly. “This should be something that will happen a long time later. Father, the Woof Anca family is an obstacle, but they have made great contributions in the past. If you take their authority away from them, it will be a huge blow to you.”

My father only smiled gently.

“Very early? But my dear, when I was your age, your mother and I had already taken up the responsibility of this country and began to mediate with the old ministers left behind by your grandfather. We also gave everything we had for the werewolves.”

“… I don’t understand what you mean.”

“Many years have passed, child. Your mother and i are no longer young. Now, we are not as energetic as we were when we were young when we worked overnight. I think we have to accept the fact that we are old.”

“But you and Mother are not even fifty years old. This is the prime of your life for a werewolf.”

“In our prime? Maybe…”

My father looked at the night sky outside the window and suddenly revealed a nostalgic expression.

“When I was very young, 1 did some outrageous things – God, 1 was a little rascal who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth. I’ve caused a lot of trouble for some families that i couldn’t stand, and I’ve arrogantly mocked the enemies of the Oromalivira Family in the social circle. I’ve even sneaked into human society and almost caused some unnecessary friction.

” I was so young then. I was full of energy and energy. I could make a scene from beginning to end every day as if I would never tire.

“Now that I think about it, such a long time has passed without realizing it. It’s been so long that it feels like a dream. “I’m old, Saroma. It’s not that I’m aging, but that my spirit, energy, and mentality are no longer young. This might be considered a form of maturity, but we all know that anyone with power can be mature and steady. What the werewolves need in the future is a young and sharp fire to clear the obstacles for them.

“I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to retire and hand over the werewolves to their future navigator. And now, Selma, i believe that the time has come. You are mature, experienced, responsible, and in the prime of your youth. I think it’s time for you to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the werewolf pack. You should shoulder the responsibility of being the king.”

Why did my father want to pass the throne to me so suddenly? Was I trustworthy enough? Could I shoulder the responsibility of being a queen? I was already strong enough to lead the future of the werewolf pack.. Wouldn’t i go astray?