I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 366: Julian drops a bomb

The room grew tense.

Accusation had been thrown, and the kingʼs attention now focused solely on Julian, who remained calm, his expression still unchanging.

The Duke of Ethwer, sensing that he had successfully placed the bait, stood tall, awaiting the response from the crown.

Before Julian could respond to the accusations, a voice suddenly cut through the tension. It was Prince Ivan, the kingʼs grandson, who had been sitting quietly up until now.

Ivan stood confidently and offered a slight bow toward the king.

”Your Majesty,” Ivan began, his voice calm and calculated, ”if I may...”

The king nodded at his grandson, acknowledging his desire to speak. The room fell silent in anticipation, as Ivan was not known to speak out often in the court.

He was usually a reserved figure, but the current atmosphere seemed to have stirred something within him.

Ivanʼs gaze turned to Julian, narrowing as he continued, ”As Duke Julian and his commanders entered the courtroom, I couldnʼt help but notice something... strange. He did not spare a single glance at either the princesses or myself. Not even a simple bow of respect.”

Some of the nobles nodded; Julianʼs actions had clearly not gone unnoticed.

Ivan continued, his voice rising with each word, ”This is not just an issue of greeting—it is a blatant disrespect for the royal bloodline. The blood that flows through our veins.”

There was a slight murmur among the gathered nobles, many of whom had noticed the same sight but had been too scared to speak up.

Ivanʼs eyes hardened as he turned his full attention to Julian. ”So I must ask,” he said, his tone growing colder, ”what exactly does Duke Easvil seek? Does he wish to undermine the royal family? Does he wish to pretend as if we do not exist? I fail to see how this behavior is befitting of one who claims to be loyal to the Kingdom of Ares.”

The room went completely silent, every eye fixed on Julian. The audacity of Ivanʼs words stunned everyone, as he had never been one to challenge anyone so openly.

As the kingʼs grandson, he carried the privilege of royal blood, and his words held great influence in the court.

Now, all eyes were on Julian, waiting to see how he would respond to the challenge. Would he defend himself or remain silent?

Meanwhile,

Hallie watched with a glimmer of pride in her eyes as her son stood and spoke so boldly. She had always known that Ivan had the potential for greatness, but seeing him stand up for himself was a completely different thing.

She couldnʼt help but smile, her gaze lingering on her son as he took a stand for the royal family.

Her eyes then shifted toward the Queen, who sat beside the King. The Queen, too, graced a similar smile. It was clear to Hallie that the Queen was just as pleased with Ivanʼs actions.

The crowd, of course, didnʼt miss the exchange between them. Whispers rippled through the hall as the nobles and courtiers observed the interaction.

The true dynamics of power were becoming clearer by the minute. This wasnʼt just a meeting of dukes—it was a battle for influence within the royal family itself.

As Julian sat quietly, the tension in the room grew thicker. The silent contest between the royal family and the Duke of Easvil was unfolding before the eyes of every noble present.

This was the beginning of a much larger game. A game where alliances could shift in the blink of an eye and every action could tip the balance of power in the kingdom.

Then,

Julian stood.

The moment he did, the entire room fell into an eerie silence. His aura flared slightly, his presence commanding attention as he scanned the gathered nobles.

His gaze briefly flickered to Prince Ivan before he turned his focus to the crowd. The air seemed to thicken as everyone awaited what he would say next.

”Everyone here is aware of the separation between my mother, Regina Easvil, and the royal family,” Julian began, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.

The words were unexpected, and the entire court froze in shock. Eyes widened, and whispers began to spread, but Julian remained still, his expression unreadable.

The crowd was stunned. What was the Duke of Easvil implying? Why would he bring up something so personal, something so delicate, in front of everyone?

It was well known that Regina, Julianʼs mother, had once been part of the royal family before her marriage to Duke Alden. But the idea that this separation—this fracture—had anything to do with the current tension in the court was a thought no one had dared to even think of till now.

The king as well, who had remained unusually calm, now shifted slightly in his throne. His eyes locked onto Julian, but he said nothing.

Julian continued, his voice clear and calm, ”His Majesty the King has pardoned our family and has taken my mother back in.”

The crowd was taken aback. This was information no one had expected to hear, least of all in the midst of a meeting that was supposed to address the kingdomʼs issues.

To speak of the Kingʼs pardon in such a manner and to imply that the royal family had accepted Regina back was a bold declaration.

The murmurs started slowly but soon grew louder as the significance of Julianʼs words settled in. The royal family, especially the King, had never been one to show such benevolence.

Hallie stood up from her seat, her expression a mixture of surprise and frustration as she glared at Julian.

”Explain yourself, Duke Julian,” Hallie demanded. ”What is the meaning of this?”

Her eyes briefly flickered toward her mother, the Queen, who sat still, her gaze fixed on Julian. The queenʼs expression was hard to read, but there was no mistaking the anger in her posture. She too rose, her voice sharp and commanding.

”Indeed, Duke Julian. You speak of matters that are not for public discussion. This is not the place for personal grievances or family matters.”

She turned to her husband, the king, seeking some reaction from him.

For a brief moment, it seemed as though the entire room was frozen. Even the royal family had been caught off guard by Julianʼs boldness. The King remained silent, though his eyes lingered on Julian for a long moment.

Julianʼs calm demeanor didnʼt falter. He stood tall, meeting Hallieʼs and the Queenʼs eyes without flinching.