Chapter 180 - Capturing Mordred

The thought that emerged on Typhon's head was too sordid for him to bear, and he walked away, stopping to vomit, even if he had an empty stomach, once he was a safe distance away from the tent.

- Things will not be like you think, dear “aunt”. If you think you're so smart, I'm sorry to say you're not that smart. I never wanted anything to do with the throne; it was always your idea. At the first opportunity, you will turn to ash. No one will save you and your son... when I find Vincent, I will raise him as my son, and he will never know his sordid origins. All of my grandfather's estate will soon be mine. Why should I subject myself to an attempt to be king when what I have serves to live forever in luxury, create my own nest, and be a king in a place far from here, in the Amazon jungle, eating exotic food?

Romeo and Julius return to the hospital pack, and from the look on their faces, it is clear that Julius hasn't just rubbed Romeo's back.

With a quick kiss, they say goodbye, Julius