The Next Prince, Chapter 41 pg2
The Next Prince, Chapter 41 pg2
Simply put, Phitakthewa cannot be involved in internal matters. It is because no one knows who the next Sovereign King will be or how they will come to power, and regardless of the result, Phitakthewa must protect their boss.
What is there to wonder? Phii Ran would prefer not to get involved with his own family if it’s not necessary.
“So it seems like you don’t intend to take sides and only choose to win, right?”
“Young Prince misunderstood, I did not choose a winning side. Although in my position I am the keeper of the leadership of Phitakthewa, I have no claim to any other family...” The corners of his mouth formed an unspoken grimace as he explained.
Charan’s sharp eyes found Khanin and stopped looking, as if to convey the truth he had in mind to give to only one person.
“...”
“Because the sun of Charan... is only Young Prince Khanin, Your Highness.”
Khanin’s eyes widened like quail eggs, the beating lump in his chest now evident. He knew it wasn’t supposed to be a sweet love talk, but his fair face immediately flushed upon hearing it from the person he liked.
The non hurting side of the hand extended to hold hands beneath the table tightly, to show how much he was touched right now. Khanin smiled until his eyes narrowed. Although not responsive, because it is his job and the topic of conversation is serious.
However, Khanin wanted Charan to know the surge of emotion in his heart, the atmosphere seemed to be sweet for a moment, but seconds later it dissipated.
“Where is the tray, butler, bring it here.” In this place, the only person who seemed to have the most trouble was Ramil, the younger cousin, with an indignant face before turning left and right to call for Chakri.
“Why do you need it, Your Highness?” Chakri asked like that, but still took the small leaf garbage bin he had found.
“Hey! It’s going to overflow!”, Ramil took it quickly and looked annoyed, spoke loudly, gestured like the old expression really looked like he was winging it, looking back at Khanin.
Now it’s serious and almost dying, yet they are still playing around.
“Your Highness thinks that Young Prince probably knows about this best, no matter who it belongs to, Phitakthewa or anyone else, it cannot be used. Otherwise, today the Young Prince will probably bring Petai to participate too.” It seems that Charan’s words have commanded everyone’s attention. Ramil kept quiet immediately, his tall figure bowed first and then turned to the other side, apparently admitting defeat in this discussion, and the topic returned to the main issue again.
“We don’t know who the culprit is, we only know that they infiltrated the event, anyway, there is a chance that they are someone inside.” The atmosphere in the room became tense again, but Khanin didn’t intend to release the strong grip of his thick hand even for a moment.
Charan was no different, the older person used his index finger to feel his other hand under the table. Some moments, if the opportunity arises, he will send a gentle smile to subtly tell that they will stay close.
“And Nong Nin, what is the motivation that makes the culprit harm you like that?” Itti asked instead of everyone in the room. That question made Khanin have to breathe out with exhaustion.
“As we discussed, there are two families that are suspected... but as far as I can think, there is only the motive of Thawetmetha city alone.”
“...”
“I think it’s possible that Lord Chana wants to let Evaa win this competition.
Because there was an issue before where Evaa was a woman and initially
would not have the right to compete. Perhaps Your Highness wants Evaa to prove herself.”
“But if Evaa wins. It means that Uncle Chana must ascend to Sovereign King. People like Uncle Chana want to be the Sovereign King.” Ramil really disagreed.
“...”
“It’s too complicated for the liking of a royal uncle who enjoys taking photos with film, spending days in the darkroom, and sometimes he disappears, traveling abroad for months, leaving his wife and children almost forgotten. royal uncle aka Chana, likes technology, is progressive, and doesn’t like to be confined. People who love freedom like this will take themselves to a prison called the royal palace, why?”
Ramil is better at analysis because he knows these people better than Khanin. He briefly shares what information he knows, to lighten the burden of others’ analysis.
“People can always change, and sometimes power can be sweet. Or is it possible that one likes technology so much that they use up their own funds, and might resist quietly when their golden money is taken away if they acquire a country, and might even have a larger budget than this?” Khanin ponders.
The white person intentionally puts bias in their speech, to make others analyze it more naturally.
“It’s impossible, Young Prince Khanin...” That’s right, the real knowledgeable person has arrived. Prince Kalavin Li explains, and as the chairman, Khanin gestures for the other party to speak what they know.
“...”
“I can speak because my country is one of those who hired Thawetmetha to take care of technology for data collection for our country, and my own company is a middleman that distributes airplanes which Thawetmetha created.”
“...”
“So the budget constraint issue could be easily resolved. Even though Thawetmetha’s wealth may not be as much as Atsawathewathin’s at this point, they have received research funding from many countries, they hardly have to use their own funds for research purposes, which leads to Thawetmetha having a reputation as a city that emphasizes research more than government work.” PrinceKalavin Li’s words carried a lot of weight.
Khanin reluctantly looked at Ramil, as many heads nodded in agreement...
It's true. As Charan said, the Young Royal is grateful to the older man.
If Charan didn’t give the idea for everyone to gather today, they all would have been thinking in different directions from small amounts of information by themselves.
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