Chapter 167 Good Sister Camille
A moment later, the Philos family.
When Stevan had just finished discussing with his confidants the details of the plan to kill his sister, which he had prepared for months, and was controlling the electric wheelchair to walk out of the secret room and return to the study...
He then realized that a pair of cold eyes with a faint blue light had appeared behind him without him noticing.
"Stevan." Camille started.
"Camille?" Stevan's face turned pale as if he had seen a ghost.
"Are you scared?" Camille walked slowly to Stevan with delicate and elegant steps.
She stood proudly in her ageless mechanical body, looking down at the dejected old man sitting in a wheelchair: "Why are you afraid of me? I am your sister, Stevan."
Cold sweat broke out on Stevan's forehead.
He didn't even know when Camille came back or appeared beside him, let alone whether she had discovered anything when he was secretly discussing the assassination plan with his confidant in the secret room.
So he could only force himself to remain calm and tried to joke in a calm tone: "Camille, please make some noise when you walk next time. I'm old and can't stand being scared like this."
“Hahahahahaha…”
I can hardly laugh anymore.
Camille finally retracted her cold gaze and said, "I just came back from the parliament hall."
"Oh, what's the result?" Stevan also knew that Camille had summoned all the influential families in Piltover this time to confront Senator Mel, who represented the Leaders.
"Has the Piltover Council decided to go to war with the Wind Leader Association?"
Stevan took it for granted that Mel only had 3 votes, and with Jace there were only 4 votes.
24 to 4, the advantage is on me.
So the coming of war is inevitable .
Stevan didn't know whether the Leader won or lost. After the war started, Levi didn't care about his promise of safety.
So he finally made up his mind to take action against his sister in the next few days.
But Camille told him: "27 to 1, Mel won."
"What?" Stevan was surprised. "How is it possible that no one supports the war?"
"Because of the goddess Janna." Camille said.
"This..." Stevan couldn't believe it: "Is there really a god behind the leader?"
"Yes, that's almost certain." Camille said in a calm but suppressed tone.
Then there was silence.
Stevan also realized the seriousness of the problem.
He just wanted to cooperate with the leader temporarily, but he didn't really like these thugs who shouted every day to overthrow the Ziben family.
"What should we do?" Stevan asked.
"What should I do?" Camille looked down and said, "Didn't you do a good job, Stevan?"
"Have you forgotten your cooperation with the Wind Leader Association? You are already friends with them, aren't you?"
Her voice was still so calm, but it sounded creepy and terrifying.
Stevan swallowed nervously, "Camille, I don't have a deep relationship with the Wind Leader Association."
"They used magic to extend my life, and I gave them artificial hex gems, that's all."
This was the cover story of the "insurance contract," and Stevan had been using it to lull his alert sister into silence.
But now, Camille...
"I know, Stevan." She moved lightly and slowly walked behind Stevan.
"I know you're telling the truth." She slowly placed her hand on her brother's shoulder from behind.
"But these truths are only part of the truth." Camille used all her strength to hold her brother firmly in the wheelchair.
"Isn't it? My stupid brother." The murderous intent surged like a tide, drowning him.
Got it, Camille already knew it.
She knew he was going to kill her!
It only took a few seconds for Stevan to go from terror to despair to waiting for death in a daze.
"If you want to kill me, why didn't you do it earlier?" Camille said, "I just don't have a heart, not eyes."
"I can see all those little tricks you're doing."
"I..." Stevan's throat rolled and his voice was hoarse.
He had been ready to take action, but because of the contract he signed with the leader, he became hesitant.
After all, if the assassination failed, he would need to rely on Levi's protection to survive, and the Philos family would indirectly fall into the control of the leader. And the synthesis technology of artificial Hex gems would naturally no longer be preserved.
This made Stevan very anxious.
Although insurance is useful, the best case scenario, of course, is that the insurance never takes effect.
So he postponed the action plan again and again, and kept enriching the details of the action, just hoping to take down Camille in one fell swoop without any accidents.
As a result, they neither fought nor retreated, and the time dragged on for a long time, which led Camille to notice something.
"Oh, you are such a waste." Camille sighed.
Her voice, as cold as a machine, also has a touch of human complexity.
Because she gave up eloping with her lover and her free life in order to protect this useless brother and let him secure his position as the head of the family. She voluntarily accepted the human body transformation with Hextech crystal and stayed in the family as the chief spy.
But now, the person she swore to protect wanted to kill her.
Of course, Camille could ignore this.
She is no longer a human being. She has even forgotten about family affection.
But what Camille cares about is: "Stevan, what did you promise to the Leader?"
"What do you want to exchange for your worthless life? Just a batch of cheap Hextech gems?"
"I..." Stevan's eyes dodged , "I promise... if the assassination fails, I will take the artificial hex gem technology in exchange for the leader's protection of me."
Camille: “…”
She looked at her useless brother with the most disappointed look:
"You are not worthy of being the head of the family, Stevan."
"Every Philos should remember that the interests of the family always come before the individual. And you... have blasphemed this family name."
There was an awkward silence.
Then, perhaps out of fear and despair, he exploded without a care in the world: "Yes, Camille, I am not worthy of being the head of the family!"
"I have been weak since I was a child. I am weaker than you, shorter than you, and I can't learn as fast as you. I need your protection to keep this family business... Everyone knows that I am the 'sick man' of the Philos family."
"And you, Camille? You are the Gray Lady of Piltover. You are powerful, perfect, and ageless... the spiritual totem of the Ferros family!"
"What chief spy? Ha, you are the real head of this family!"
Camille was silent for a moment before she said, "I don't want to be the head of the family. I have only one goal, to protect the Philos family."
“For my family, I am willing to sacrifice.”
This is the motto of the Philos family.
It is also Camille's life creed.
"Yes, my dear sister... I know that you are the hero who protects the family, and I am the clown who betrays the family." Stevan has completely collapsed.
He cursed irrationally: "Then you should dedicate yourself to me as the head of the family!"
"I just want to live... As long as you hand over the Hex Heart honestly, I won't be forced to trade with the Leader and sell out the interests of my family! Isn't that right?"
Camille was silent for a long time.
"You're jealous of me," she then said.
Stevan was struck by lightning and was speechless for a moment.
Yes, there was no such thing as a power struggle among adults. He hated Camille so much because he was selfish, cowardly, sensitive, and fragile, like a naive child, and was infinitely jealous of his perfect sister.
"You are such a poor fellow."
Camille sighed and loosened her grip on his shoulders from behind.
Stevan closed his eyes in despair.
He knew that the time had come for his sister to execute him.
Camille would show no mercy, because like him, she was no longer a human being.
"Come on..." Stevan closed his eyes and waited for his death.
But……
Camille actually slowly walked to the side and sat down as if nothing had happened.
"You won't kill me?" Stevan asked puzzled.
"Yes," Camille said.
"Why?" Don't say it's because of the deep sisterly love, Stevan himself doesn't believe it.
"Because it is in the interest of the Firoz family to keep you alive."
"Heh." Stevan sneered: "Sister, I am a traitor who betrayed the interests of our family."
"Of course you are a traitor, but you are a traitor at the right time."
Stevan: “?”
At this time, Camille finally expressed her thoughts:
"Stevan, when we leave this room, I will tell everyone—"
"Because of your shameless betrayal of the Philos family, I joined forces with several family elders in anger and dismissed you from your position as the head of the family;"
"And exile you, your direct descendants, and the young people in the clan who support you from the Firoz family."
"But..."
"You are unwilling to become commoners, and you hold a grudge against me and the Firoz family."
"So before you left, you designed a plan to steal the key technical data of artificial hex gems."
"With this information as a token of your loyalty, you, your sons and grandsons, including our poor Kaya, can become good friends of the Leaders Association—"
"Stevan, do you understand this?"
Stevan was stunned for a long time before he finally reacted.
Although Camille was talking about exile.
But he knew that Camille's real intention was:
"Separation?"
"Yes ." Camille nodded.
From today on, the Philos family will be split into two branches.
Stevan's lineage went to join the leader and bet on his side;
Camille's lineage is responsible for protecting the family business and continues to be the enemy of the Leader.
The two veins are completely cut off, and no matter who wins in the end, the name of Philos will never be cut off.
"Sister..." Stevan had mixed feelings.
Camille is truly a ruthless machine.
Even at this time, she still insisted on the path that would best protect the family's interests.
But Stevan was puzzled: "You still plan to take Philos with you to fight against the Wind Leader?"
Is the leader blessed by the true God? Can Philos deal with him?
"For the sake of the family business, someone has to try."
"Besides..." Camille looked at her brother with disdain: "You and those brainless spineless people, do you think that you can save your family property and make money by surrendering?"
"idiot--"
"If there were no opposition like me, what value would you have in being united?"
Stevan was speechless.
Camille never looked at him again, treating him as a passerby who had nothing to do with her.
"The great changes that have not happened in the Twin Cities for three hundred years are coming. Let those young people with potential join the leader."
"This family business still has to be guarded by old guys like us who don't mind dying."
Camille stood up, pushed the door open, and walked alone into the long corridor.
She was still silently reciting her family motto:
“For my family, I am willing to sacrifice.”
