The Almighty Lord Caspian novel Chapter 825

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.

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, I 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?

"I didn't expect Mrs. Lynch to be so skillfull. I truly admire her. But her deed had also given me an opportunity. Otherwise, how could I 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? I can't sleep every night. I don't want to go to war, but because of public opinion, I have no choice! With you around, how could I dare to fight you?

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

"I 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. I also want to enjoy my later years peacefully, but what can I do?