Happy Sight

"He made a claim that he was the crown prince and that he had contributed greatly to the kingdom and all its states. He said the laws that applied to him as royalty, we different from those that applied to him as an ordinary man, and if as a prince, the laws that were meant for men affected him, then royalty was the biggest scam, " Peter said with a smile that screamed 'can you believe that?!'

"You look like you're almost proud of the prince, " Orson jabbed.

"Well, I'm straight as a newly crafted longsword, but the way the prince carried himself and navigated through all the storms till he was given what he wanted is a thing of inspiration," Peter said, having a look of respect on his face.

"But still, saying the prince is an integral part of society doesn't still ensure that the king and kingdom would bend to his whims, " Orson stated.

"Yes it doesn't, but something happened, "

"Don't leave me hanging then, what happened? "

"This kingdom, Annularis, has been in conflict with the neighboring kingdom, Minimus, for some time now... "

"Wait, I don't understand. Aren't the kingdoms under empire rule? Why would the emperor allow such from the kingdoms under him? " Orson asked, cutting Peter off mid-speech.

"Never cut me off when I'm talking boy, never. And as for your question, find out the reason yourself, " Peter said.

"I'm sorry for that, but hey, you haven't finished telling me what the prince did, why are you suddenly going to bed? " Orson asked.

"You can also find that out yourself, " Peter replied.

"Argh! You're the worst"

"And your a pest"

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight "

Before Peter slept off, he was thinking about how he could effectively milk the academy and the Regalos. Taking the Regalos offer meant he couldn't ask for compensation from the school, as he was pretty sure the school did not know that it was Charles Regalo.

Of course, some staff would surely know, but Peter knew that they would have been given bribes to shut the fuck up. Anyway, though the school would surely offer an investigation, they would ask for Orson's help in carrying out an investigation on who was the false guard, as Orson was the one who had a close encounter with him.

Orson would have no choice other than to help with the investigation, and even if he has the mindset of not divulging anything or trying to misdirect them, the Regalos would still take it as Orson going back on the deal they made. It doesn't take a wizard to know that the next step would be to straight up unalive everyone involved, and that was Peter and Orson.

'I guess I'll have to call in an old favor,' Peter thought before closing his eyes to rest for the night.

As for Orson, the only thought that filled his head before going to bed was uncovering Peter's real identity.

Morning, before the roosters even opened their eyes, the father-son duo were already up. They had already rented a space where they could carry out their business, and as soon as they were done preparing themselves, they left the inn and went straight to their rented space.

'Stay ahead of the competition, ' that is what they thought.

From five in the morning to twelve midnight, that was their daily routine, but because of Orson's fight, they had to skip yesterday.

"Keep watch of your surroundings and time boy. Once it's 9:00 am sharp, call my attention so that I'll imbue mana into the letter and get what is ours, " Peter said while arranging his merchandise.

"I'm sure you meant to say I'm getting what is mine, not ours, " Orson said.

Peter glanced at Orson and continued what he was doing.

"Hey, I'm just joking, " Orson said.

"Can't you even take a joke? " He asked.

"No, I prefer giving them, " Peter replied.

"Do on to others what you want them to do to you. That's the golden rule, father, " Orson said.

'Golden rule, now where have I heard that from. It just kind of popped into my head, ' Orson thought.

When Orson had mentioned the golden rule, Peter had observed Orson subconsciously drawing in Mana again, just like the last time.

'It seems that it's not that the kid doesn't have an affinity for magic; he is just a late bloomer, that's all. At this point, just coming into contact with a Mana stone alone should do the trick.

I wonder why with my extensive knowledge, I'm only noticing this now. Well, maybe that's because I haven't really done right by the boy. Argh! You can't blame me, though; what was I supposed to do? My wife cheated, and he isn't my biological son. God help me,' Peter thought.

"That reminds me, have you talked to your mum lately? " He asked.

"No, I haven't, or have you forgotten that I don't have any means of talking to her? You never got me any artifact for communication. No communication pearls, no bracelets, nothing, "

"Oh please, like I don't know you could easily build yourself one of those with scraps, " Peter rolled his eyes.

"Just say you miss her and stop bugging me. To say the truth, I wonder why you're still with her up till now. I thought you would have thrown me and her out by now, " Orson said.

Peter wanted to say something but Orson cut him off.

"Well, I know you still love her; that's why you've never touched any woman even though you haven't had sex with her since my birth. Why must you torture yourself this way? "

"Well if you know all that, then you must know why, and what the hell did I tell you about cutting me off when I'm speaking? "

"Technically you weren't speaking but about to, " Orson quipped.

"You are dead! " Peter backed.

Before Orson could react, he was already on the floor, but this time, he wasn't dealt pain by his father but something deadlier.

"Hey! What are you... Hahaha! Stop that. Stop! Please, Father, I'm begging you, please, hahaha! "

At first, some people gathered, thinking a fight or something was happening, but when they arrived, they only saw a father and son playing. This sight made the hearts of all those who saw, melt, and they couldn't see the eyes of Orson pleading for help.

Orson had never been tickled in his life so this was a whole new experience for him.