Joseph just told Ethan about the news of the three reconstructions yesterday, and unexpectedly, soone is already looking for it today.
If Ethan hadn’t co to visit Hughes.
This old man might be about to experience an unwarranted disaster.
The Eldest Prince sure knows how to make use of people.
This Johnny and Ethan have a deep-seated grudge, like a mad dog.
Letting him out to bite people is the best.
"I really don’t understand what you’re talking about."
Ethan gently took a puff of his cigarette and shook his head.
"It’s okay, you can’t understand it here, but you’ll understand it when you co back with ."
With this, Johnny finished speaking, and this ti, he no longer restrained his subordinates beside him.
His subordinate stood up and walked step by step towards Ethan.
Ethan still sat motionless, just watching him.
But the atmosphere in the room was already oppressive to the extre, as if sothing was tightly wound, ready to burst at any mont.
"Ethan, you should be very clear, I have absolute law enforcent authority. I am now taking you back for investigation according to regulations. If you dare to resist, I have the right to violently arrest or even kill you."
Johnny spoke again at this mont.
Hughes couldn’t help but stand up. This old man still didn’t want to see his student get into trouble, he wanted to speak.
However, Ethan spoke first.
"Let tell you a story."
"Oh?"
"The story goes like this."
Ethan flicked the ash and took another puff.
"There was an agent of the Kingdom Defense Bureau, maybe his na was Johnny, one day he brought his subordinates to the Kingdom Art Academy, he wanted to persecute the famous painter Hughes and his disciple Ethan. However, his subordinates had so conscience and didn’t want to do this, so they fought against him. In the end, his subordinates sacrificed their lives to protect two innocent citizens. What do you think, would the reporters like this story? Would your superiors like it?"
At the last sentence, Ethan exhaled a long puff of white smoke.
And Johnny just chuckled, about to give the final order, but then he found his two subordinates suddenly frozen, slowly turned their heads in the smoke, staring at him intently.
Johnny imdiately reached for his waist.
However, the next mont, Ethan sohow appeared beside him, placing his hand on his shoulder, slowly whispering in his ear, "Do you know why in those adventure stories, maps always mark places as extrely dangerous with dragons abound, but not in the real world?"
Johnny was frozen there, unable to move.
Ethan continued, "Because the protagonists in the stories are destined, they won’t die even when encountering dragons. So what about you? Do you think you are the protagonist?"
Johnny’s hand left his waist.
And at this mont, the office door was opened again, and a stern-faced old man walked in from outside, loudly scolding, "You lackeys of the Bureau, what exactly do you want to do?! This is a sacred art hall! How dare you oppress my most important art ntor here?!"
Ethan recognized this man, it was Sir Shonari, the principal of the Kingdom Art Academy.
He had been knighted by the current King for his excellent managent of the Academy.
However, this probably wasn’t the only reason he dared to speak so loudly.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, soone else ca out from behind him.
Ethan also recognized this person, it had been a long ti since he had seen the Princess, Ainebez.
Ainebez appeared sowhat haggard, as if she hadn’t eaten or slept well these days, but she was still the Princess, and even if she was haggard, her noble aura was naturally radiating.
Johnny imdiately stood up when he saw her, bowing to greet her.
"Get out."
Ainebez seed to be in a bad mood, normally she would never say such things, but she did today, and she said it very coldly, very impatiently.
Johnny hastily fled with his two subordinates who just started to realize what was happening.
Principal Sir Shonari hurriedly went to inquire about Hughes’ situation.
Hughes shook his head, indicating he was fine.
Then the two tacitly walked out of the room together.
Just as the door was closing, Hughes still glanced at Ethan, probably aning for him to be careful.
Ethan didn’t feel much pressure, holding his cigarette, he slowly walked to the window. Looking down, he saw Johnny, who had just fled embarrassedly, was struggling to separate his two brawling subordinates.
This was naturally Ethan’s handiwork as well.
As his ’True God Na’ grew stronger, he almost didn’t need to rely on clever words to incite violence in people’s hearts now.
"Thanks to you, otherwise my teacher and I would have been in danger, Your Highness. Thank you."
At this point, Ethan turned to look at Ainebez who had also walked over.
"Do you need ? Didn’t you handle it without coming?"
Ainebez seed ungrateful, and what she did next left Ethan montarily unresponsive.
She snatched the cigarette from his hand and directly smoked it.
"Your Highness..."
"Didn’t you just thank ? It’s not too much for to smoke one of your cigarettes, is it?"
Ainebez said and took a deep drag.
But it was obvious that she didn’t normally smoke, and she was imdiately choked into a fit of coughing.
Ethan hesitated a little, but gently patted her back.
Ainebez stood there stiffly, and after a while, she coughed again, saying, "Why don’t you leave?"
"Do you think I can leave?"
Ethan seed a bit helpless.
The cigarette was burning.
Ainebez didn’t smoke again, after a while she said, "Then why didn’t you co to find ?"
This sentence seed very aggrieved, her eyes even seed slightly moist, it wasn’t clear whether it was because of the smoke.
"Your Highness... I didn’t know where you were."
Ethan thought for a mont, and finally answered this way.
"Forget it."
Ainebez shook her head and handed the cigarette that was about to burn out back to Ethan.
"I’m hungry, accompany to lunch."
Ethan was speechless.
The Princess who appeared dignified and approachable outside was completely different in front of him.
She was always so self-willed and rather domineering.
Ainebez left, she went back to freshen up and dress up, giving Ethan ti to talk to Hughes alone.
"Ethan, thanks to you, otherwise today the teacher..."
Hughes couldn’t help but sigh.
He seed to have aged quite a bit in this short month.
"Don’t say that, teacher, none of this is what you should bear."
Hughes indeed suffered an undeserved disaster.
He had spent his whole life focused on teaching and artistic pursuits, and yet his student...
"Ethan..."
He sighed for a while, but suddenly lowered his voice.
"Actually... I hid Marcel. I was afraid he would die at the hands of those people, so..."
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