Rom had been quite restrained.
About a few minutes after Riezel and the others left, Sorok, who had been knocked unconscious, woke up.
When Sorok awoke, he did not see Riezel. He only saw Hermulin staring at him coldly.
So, he fell silent.
"Do you know what you've done?"
Hermulin spoke coldly.
Sorok did not answer and remained silent.
Seeing Sorok like this, Hermulin could not help but soften a little.
But he still said what needed to be said.
"I should have told you long ago not to provoke Riezel Brihaut, right?" Hermulin said, sounding frustrated at his failure to live up to expectations. "Winning him over is far more worthwhile than offending him. Anyone with half a brain can see that clearly, so why wouldn't you listen?"
"How are you supposed to win people over like this? How are you supposed to defeat the Corderion Family? How are you supposed to ascend the throne smoothly?"
"A king must know how to restrain himself and control his emotions. I've told you that countless times already."
"If you cannot do that, then I truly need to reconsider whether I should continue raising you as an heir."
Hermulin's words could not have been harsher.
But there was no helping it. He had to say them, or this matter could not be resolved. In the end, it would be the royal family that lost face.
Riezel Brihaut had already fully come into his own. Even the royal family did not dare offend him lightly.
If Sorok truly could not recognize reality, could not change his way of thinking and consider how to deal with Riezel as a king, instead continuing to act according to his own temperament, then Hermulin would have to harden his heart and establish another heir.
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