Chapter 821: Expectations Versus Reality [Part 2]

Chapter 821: Expectations Versus Reality [Part 2]



Still, thanks to Godfrey's influence, the crimes in the city had drastically decreased.

But well, that was only because his cult, the Blood Fangs, called the shots and eliminated all other competition.

An underground organization that was subservient to him also served their purposes.

As long as they followed the rules that he had set, they could do whatever they wanted, including the abduction of ladies whom they believed that their Lord would fancy.

"Be safe, Your Majesty." Godfrey gave the King a brief nod. "And do not trust the Fomorians. Regardless of what promise they make, they are a race that can never be trusted."

The King's expression turned solemn after hearing the Guardian's advice.

"Understood. I will keep that in mind," King Eugue replied. "May you have a safe journey, Lord Godfrey."

"And may you live long enough to enjoy your life." Godfrey winked before leaving the throne

room.

As he walked the hallways of the palace, he happened to see Prince Isaac heading to the throne room as well.

The two men merely gave the other a sidelong glance before walking past each other.

There were no words that needed to be exchanged between them, and Godfrey also didn't plan on talking to the prince.

Since he had already done everything he needed to do, he decided to head to Ethel's Flying Ship, even though their meeting time was still a few hours away.

He believed that arriving early wouldn't be a problem since being early is still better than being late.

When he arrived at the Flying Ship, he saw the Catkins busying themselves to prepare for departure.

Godfrey casually landed on the deck of the ship, making Merric, who was in charge, glance in his direction.

"You're early, Lord Godfrey," Merric greeted the Vampire Lord, who would be guiding them to their destination.

"Don't mind me and carry on," Godfrey replied. "By the way, is Lady Ethel around?"

"...Yes," Merric replied.

"Then can you inform her that I've arrived?"

Ethan was quietly observing the Demigod in front of him calmly. He knew that the moment Godfrey learned he had been tricked, things would get messy very quickly.

But since there was no sugar coating this sensitive topic, he decided to break the ice and directly tell the Vampire Lord that the young lady he liked didn't exist.

However, before Ethan could take the initiative to start the conversation, Godfrey was the first to speak out.

"You must be Ethel's brother," Godfrey said with a smile. "It is a pleasure to meet you. May I know your name?"

The young man knew that this question must be answered truthfully, so he gave his answer without batting an eye.

"Ethan," Ethan replied. "Ethan Gremory."

Godfrey, who thought that he was being pranked, laughed out loud.

"That's a good one, brother," Godfrey said after he finished laughing. "No, really. Please, tell me your name. Also, where is Ethel? She is supposed to meet me today."

"You didn't hear wrongly, Godfrey," Ethan stated. "My name is Ethan Gremory. Last but not the least, Ethel is not real. The person you are looking for is the one you are staring at right now. You're smart, so you can understand, right?"

"This prank has gone too far," Godfrey replied in a serious tone. "This is no longer funny."

"Of course it's not," Ethan replied. "After all, this is reality, and right now, you seem to be in

denial."

Godfrey narrowed his eyes before glancing at the people in the room with him.

He had seen Merric and Conall before. As for the three other ladies who were present, he was sure he had never seen before.

But as he extended his senses, he sensed that their life force matched the people whom he had fought during the duel beside the lake.

When realization finally hit him, the Vampire Lord, who was looking forward to a rosy adventure with the young lady named Ethel, smashed the table in anger with his fist.

"You bastard!" Godfrey shouted in anger. "You tricked me!"

Ethan smiled faintly, which only made the Vampire Lord more angry.

"Yes, I tricked you," Ethan replied. "But what can you do about it?"

Godfrey glared at the young man who was looking back at him with an amused smile on his

face.

If only looks could kill, Ethan would have already died a hundred times over, given how severe the Vampire Lord's handsome face contorted in rage.