Chapter 1593 - You’re The Most Beautiful Person To Me
Chapter 1593: You’re The Most Beautiful Person To Me
The blood-red wine swirled in the wine glass. Mag watched as Irina walked down the stairs step by step. Her thin white chiffon nightgown was a little translucent. Although one could not see through it, it gave off the illusion of making it possible.
Her long silver hair was let down, and her fair feet were bare. A leaf would appear under her foot with every step she took, which served as a foil for her beauty.
Any man would go crazy seeing such a beauty walk towards him, with that kind of perfect looks and that sweet smile.
Mag was a man, but at the moment, he was unable to go crazy.
Instead, he was a little flustered over what Irina said.
“Er… Customers would usually come up with some unrealistic thoughts the moment they eat something delicious.” Mag let out a cough, and seriously said, “Am I a man that they could lay their hands on?”
“Tsk.” Irina could not hold her laughter in.
Her smile was like a beautiful flower in full bloom on that usually icy cold face, and that made Mag a little awestruck.
“What’s wrong?” Irina looked at him.
“It’s nothing. I just thought that you look quite nice when you smile.”
“Quite?”
“No… very nice.”
“How nice is very nice?” Irina took a step forward, almost sticking her face to his.
The faint fragrance that wafted over was as soothing as the Spring of Life. Mag looked at the person in front of him with a smile, and said, “Nothing in this world can describe your beauty. You’re the most beautiful person to me.”
Irina paused and looked into Mag’s eyes. Her eyes were as bright as the stars, and her gaze was passionate. Although she still had a calm expression on, her heart started to race uncontrollably.
Mag looked at Irina, who was just in front of her. Her full and luscious lips were extremely enticing. A strange urge started to overwhelm him.
The enchanting scent of red wine intoxicated both of them as they started to lean forward unknowingly.
It was a long and passionate kiss.
***
Rodu. The Royal Palace.
“Let’s set off to bring Vanessa back. There are too many factors that lead to instability there. It’s no longer safe,” Andre told Sean, who was down on one knee.
“Yes.” Sean stood up and turned. He stopped and turned back with hesitation before saying, “Royal Father, what should I do if I run into Alex on this trip?
“Do you have the confidence to kill him?” Andre asked.
“No.” Sean shook his head.
“He does.”
“I understand.” Sean nodded and turned to leave quickly.
“The Wind Forest, Boundless Sea Realm, Twilight Forest… Alex, you’re really everywhere.” Andre paced about the palace slowly and smiled. “It seems like you’ve been living well over the past three years, and you’ve started to take a liking for meddling in other people’s affairs.”
The blue flame at the tip of the magnificent Magus Tower continued burning brightly in the near distance.
“The triennial Magic Caster Tournament is about to begin. According to tradition, Krassu will commence its opening. Will we still be inviting him this year?”
“Of course not. He’s no longer part of the Magus Tower. What are we inviting him for?”
“Krassu was the one who suggested and created the Magic Caster Tournament. All these years, many outstanding talents from our field had been chosen from the tournament, and this tournament had also opened a path for magic casters of humble backgrounds to achieve greater things. It had also boosted the improvement in the world of magic in the Roth Empire. The tournament can do without anyone except Master Krassu!”
“Nonsense! I think you are also thinking of betraying the Magus Tower, and that’s why you keep speaking up for Krassu!”
“One of the 10 core principles of the Magus Tower is the freedom to come and go. There hasn’t been a case where leaving the tower becomes a betrayal. Anyone who upholds justice would know how much contribution Master Krassu had made for the Magus Tower. I am not speaking up for him, I am just saying something just and fair!”
The round-table meeting in the meeting room of the Magus Tower had been ongoing for hours, but there was no conclusion because of the constant arguments.
“Enough!” Richard, who was sitting on the main seat, said sternly.
The noise in the meeting room decreased as everyone looked at Richard.
“I will send Krassu an invitation, and it’s up to him to decide if he comes or not.” Richard stood up as he walked towards the door, and said, “Today’s meeting will end here. Dismissed.”
“Great Elder, are we really inviting Krassu?” Brent asked with a frown as he followed behind Richard.
“It has been the tradition of the Magic Caster Tournament for Krassu to commence the opening. If we didn’t even send him an invitation, it would seem as though we were very stingy,” Richard continued as he walked. “As for whether he would turn up or not, judging from his character, I don’t think he will come after finding a good disciple.”
Brent nodded ponderingly.
Richard suddenly stopped in his tracks, and turned back to look at Brent, saying, “Right, His Majesty has ordered us to send two magic casters to go down south to Chaos City with the first prince. I was thinking of sending you and Elliot. You will set off early tomorrow morning.”
“Go down south with the first prince?” Brent was stunned for a while. He looked around, and lowered his voice as he said, “Does… the second prince know about this?”
Richard seriously replied, “This is His Majesty’s orders. Whether Josh knows about it or not is not important. This is a mission to escort Princess Vanessa back, and your top priority is to ensure the safety of the first prince and the princess.”
“Princess Vanessa is in Chaos City?!” Brent was a little shocked. He saw Richard’s serious face, and quickly schooled his expression. He nodded seriously, and said, “Alright. I will be sure to complete this mission.”
***
“What a free and easy couple. One moment they’re at the Wind Forest, the next at Chaos City, then the Twilight Forest… heh… haha…” Josh sat at the pavilion in the middle of the lake. There were a few bottles of unopened wine beside him and a few smashed bottles on the ground. He looked at the lake with a sinister smile, looking a little drunk.
At the corner of the pavilion, two servants huddle together, shivering in fear, afraid to look at Josh. This was a very scary side of the second prince.
A shadow guard appeared at the pavilion and went down on one knee. “Your Highness. There’s a guest from the Twilight Forest. He said he brought something precious as a gift for you,” he said respectfully.
“An orc from the Twilight Forest?” Josh frowned. He looked at the shadow guard, and asked, “What is it?”
“He would not allow me to see it, and said that he could only hand it to you,” the guard said with his head lowered.
“Heh… interesting…” Josh smiled curiously, and waved his hand as he said, “The two of you, you’re dismissed. Bring that fellow over.”
“Your Highness, that orc seems a little strange. Should I set things up first?” that shadow guard asked with hesitation.
“This is Rodu, the second prince’s mansion. Who would dare to do anything to me here?” Josh laughed complacently. He waved his hand. “Bring him in.”
Very quickly, a frail and old orc with leopard print on his face was brought to the pavilion. He had a black stone box in his hands. He bowed respectfully to Josh, and said in a hoarse voice, “Maurice is here to pay respects to the second prince.”
“What’s that in your hands?” Josh asked curiously as he looked at the stone box in the orc’s hands.
“This is very precious, and should not be seen by a third person.” Maurice did not reveal it immediately. Instead, he glanced at the shadow guard beside him.
“You’re dismissed.” Josh waved his hand.
The shadow guard hesitated for a while, but still disappeared.
“Go on, what’s that?”
“Your Highness, have you heard of the Urba Tribe’s massacre that happened more than 300 years ago?” asked the orc in his hoarse voice.