The Almighty Lord Caspian

Chapter 825 All-Night Conversation

Caspian directly tore off a lamb leg and handed it to Byron.

Smelling the fragrant roast meat, Byron's mouth began to water. He couldn't resist anymore.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

At this point, he didn't care whether the food was poisoned or not; he just wolfed it down.

After Byron had taken a few bites, Caspian poured a glass of wine and handed it to him.

Seeing the wine in front of him, Byron had a bold idea. If he could get Caspian drunk, maybe he would have a chance to escape. This was a rare opportunity for him.

After Byron had made up his mind, he became more enthusiastic and started drinking with Caspian.

"Caspian, although I'm the King of Filren, | feel quite aggrieved..."

Before Byron could finish his sentence, Caspian pointed at Macy and said, "Camden was killed by Macy."

Upon hearing this, Macy felt a bit unhappy.

Byron was stunned. He hadn't expected Macy to be so capable that she was able to infiltrate Filren and successfully accomplish the assassination. This kind of thing required a lot of courage.

In Byron's view, he thought Macy was Caspian’s lover. After all, it was normal for someone like Caspian to have many admire him.

If not, why would Caspian personally lead a team to rescue Macy?

"| didn't expect Mrs. Lynch to be so skillfull. | truly admire her. But her deed had also given me an opportunity. Otherwise, how could | have risen to power?" Byron raised his glass and said to Caspian.

When Caspian heard Byron's words, he finally understood what was going on. Byron had mistaken Macy as his wife. As he was about to speak, Macy stood up directly.

"Thank you for the praise." Macy smiled.

Then, she took a sip of wine.

"Indeed, behind every successful man, there's an outstanding woman! It's truly admirable," Byron smiled and said. Afterward, he also drank a few more glasses.

Caspian thought he was very good at drinking, but now it seemed that Byron's alcohol tolerance was also good. It wouldn't be easy to get him drunk.

As they continued drinking, Byron became more talkative. Caspian knew that Byron had drunk too much by now. Even if Caspian didn't make him drink, Byron wanted to.

Unexpectedly, Byron suddenly slumped onto the table and cried bitterly.

Seeing this scene, Caspian finally felt relieved. He had finally broken through Byron's psychological defenses.

"Caspian, do you think it's easy to be a king? | can't sleep every night. | don't want to go to war, but because of public opinion, | have no choice! With you around, how could | dare to fight you?

"| took over the throne, but | have no real power. It's not easy for me either!" Byron cried, looking pitiful. "| understand. It's not easy for everyone!" Caspian said.

"Do you really understand? If you did, you'd save some of my reputation. Couldn't we just spar lightly? Why did you have to push me to a dead end? Do you know how my subordinates ridicule me?"

"They dare to laugh at you?"

"Yes! They say I'm incompetent, and it's all because of me that we're in such a desperate situation. If it weren't for the lack of manpower, I'd want to kill them all. | also want to enjoy my later years peacefully, but what can | do?

"Jerry suddenly came to me, and | thought my chance had come. | thought | could show off, but who knew..." As Byron spoke, he began to cry again. Seeing that he looked so pitiful, Caspian was somewhat moved.

After Byron drank too much, he fell asleep directly.

The next morning, Caspian pretended to be asleep. At this moment, Byron suddenly made a sound. He rubbed his temples and got up, looking a bit confused as he glanced around.

He only remembered eating with Caspian last night, but he couldn't remember anything after that. As Byron was about to leave, he suddenly noticed that Caspian was still asleep.

He was stunned for a moment and then quickly got up. The person in front of him, whom he had been thinking about killing day and night, was here. This was a perfect opportunity for him as Caspian was sleeping soundly.

Byron raised his hand and aimed at Caspian.

But he didn't dare to act. Besides, he remembered the scene of drinking and chatting with Caspian last night. Last night was the most comfort he had felt in a while.

He suddenly felt that having someone to confide in was extremely rare.

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Since he had already lost, he couldn't kill Caspian even if he wanted to escape. Otherwise, he would be despised by everyone. At the thought of this, Byron put down his hand as he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Finally, he returned to the couch and didn't lay a hand on Caspian.

Since he took office, he had been living in fear every day. Besides, everyone was wary of him.

This had made him extremely troubled.

Just then, Caspian stretched and rubbed his eyes as he pretended to have just woken up.

Seeing this, Byron immediately got up and asked, "Caspian, are you feeling well? Did you drink too much last night?"

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He now had no burdens in his heart.

"Byron, | drank too much yesterday and forgot everything. | didn't say anything | shouldn't have, did I?" Caspian pretended.

"| should be asking you this question, right? | also want to know if | revealed any secrets!" Byron joked.

“Caspian, for two enemies like us to drink together, it's truly unprecedented!" He sighed.

If the situations were different, Byron really wanted to become good friends with Caspian.

"We may not be on the same side, but that doesn't prevent us from being friends," Caspian said straightforwardly.

Byron was taken aback for a moment and then looked at Caspian. Both of them shook hands and this marked a historic moment.

Afterward, Caspian made a call to Sylvia. He asked her to provide Byron with a place to freshen up.