The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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The main gate hadn't been opened in a long time; it was frozen solid, as if welded shut. So Leon didn't choose to enter through the main gate. He rolled over and then kicked a broken glass window violently. The sound of shattering glass and ice filled the air, and a passage leading into the factory was opened.

There was no sign of life in the factory, and Leon had no idea why Bancroft had brought Eric here.

Logically speaking, as an angel, He should not deign to possess Erik's beauty.

Inside the factory's dyeing pits, the dyes used to color porcelain were lumped together into dirty, multicolored clumps.

Leon walked around the dye pits toward the office building inside the factory.

Leon could hear the loud footsteps from afar in the stairwell on the first floor of the office building.

The footsteps were heavy and powerful, suggesting it belonged to a man, and a strong and robust one at that.

Sure enough, Leon saw him in the stairwell; it was indeed a man.

He was 1.9 meters tall with bulging muscles. Despite the freezing weather, he was only wearing a white vest on his upper body, and his well-developed biceps were even thicker than Leon's thighs.

However, these were not the most attractive features of the man. What was most striking was his shiny bald head, coupled with his wheat-colored skin. Leon suddenly thought of a gay man named "Brother Jie" from his previous life. This was probably an upgraded version of Brother Jie.

Leon recognized him; he was indeed gay. When Leon saw him, he was slightly taken aback, and then felt a tightness in his anus.

The man paced back and forth, taking deep drags on his cigarette, his face buried in the smoke rings he exhaled. Leon couldn't quite make out his expression, but he knew the man's gaze was fixed on him.

"Your Highness Leon, I've finally been waiting for you."

The man stopped pacing, as if he had known Leon would come. He calmly gave Leon a slight knightly salute, behaving with a gentle and refined manner that was extremely incongruous with his burly physique.

"Arthur, what are you doing here?"

Leon fixed his gaze.

"I am carrying out a secret mission of the Empire, which serves Emperor Caesar directly. No one has the right to interfere. Please understand, Your Highness, and leave this place."

Arthur squinted as he scanned Leon, then smiled slightly.

As a gay man, Leon, a handsome young man, is like a great beauty like Helena in his eyes.

Sensing Arthur's ill-intentioned gaze, Leon forced himself to speak, "Secret mission—do you have proof?"

"Please take a look at it, Your Highness."

Arthur pulled a secret letter from the left pocket of his dress trousers.

Arthur Cronin, a person recognized by the gods, the hero of the cannon, the most powerful of the three heroes, and a hunter with extraordinary talent.

His mentor is Hawkeye, one of the three heroes of the Empire and currently the world's strongest hunter. However, he and Hawkeye have taken different paths. Hunters are good at long-range attacks and attrition, and pay attention to details, while he is like a mob, good at close-range bursts, and his melee ability is unmatched among his peers.

His divine weapon is a long-range bombing weapon. Once equipped, it will give him a powerful long-range attack capability, which will make up for his weakness of poor long-range attack attrition.

Equipped with the divine power, Arthur is essentially a perfect hunter without any weaknesses, nearly invincible.

He is a rich second-generation, the only son of Marquis Kronin, one year older than Leon, and left-handed. His current strength is unclear, but Leon is estimated to be close to reaching the Obsidian level, and even Eric might not be his match.

There was nothing wrong with the secret letter Arthur sent to Leon. In this world where occultism is so advanced, the imperial seal and Caesar's personal seal cannot be forged.

So, is it Caesar who wants to capture Erik?

Leon was confused, but then he was terrified.

How did Caesar find out about Erik so quickly? He was clearly far away in Guberlan!

Was I being watched the whole time?

"You weren't in charge of the overall execution of this task, were you?"

Leon asked, and returned the secret letter to Arthur.

Since it's Caesar, it's definitely impossible to forcibly take Erik. Why? Because he simply can't win in terms of force!

"It wasn't me, it was Senior Bancroft."

Arthur surprised Leon with his composure. When he received the secret letter, he tried to take the opportunity to shake Leon's hand, but Leon was prepared and withdrew his hand in time, and Arthur failed to do so.

"Is Mr. Bancroft here?"

Leon continued to ask.

"Yes, he is here, and the dragon is here too."

Arthur smiled ingratiatingly.

hiss!

Leon finally understood why girls could always so accurately tell if a boy was sleazy. It had little to do with gender; it was mainly because the look in someone's eyes when they wanted to sleep with them was impossible to hide.

"Can I speak with Mr. Bancroft?"

Leon felt that if he had the chance, he would definitely kill Arthur, a disgusting guy. He didn't know how many Ah Weis he had already harmed.

“Your Highness Leon, I’m afraid that won’t work. Senior Bancroft does not wish to see you.”

Arthur said solemnly, "Your Highness, please return."

"He knew I'd be here, didn't he?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Did he ask you to pass on any message to me?"

"Leon asked."

"The senior said that if Your Highness has any questions, you should go directly to His Majesty to ask."

"What are you going to do with that dragon?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, she will be fine for the time being."

"Temporarily? What exactly are you planning to do?"

Leon was somewhat angry.

“Your Highness, if you do not leave, even if you are a prince, I can still forcibly expel you. Anyone who obstructs the mission, no matter who they are, can be killed.”

Arthur said sternly.

"Is that so? Arthur Cronin, who gave you the guts to kill me right now?"

Leon was not intimidated by Arthur.

"Leon, please don't make things difficult for me."

Arthur looked troubled.

"Why do you think Father found out about my situation so quickly and sent you here? Arthur, you're still so stupid, all muscle and no brains. Believe me, if you make a move now, you'll die before I do."

Leon laughed arrogantly.

To die first?

Arthur was startled and looked around, but he didn't see any threat. But that's how people are; sometimes, after sensing a crisis, the less danger they find, the more afraid they become.

Seeing that he had successfully frightened Arthur, Leon grinned and headed straight upstairs.

"Your Highness..."

Arthur wanted to stop him, but he clearly lacked the confidence.

"roll!"

Leon responded and quickened his pace.

Upstairs, Leon met Bancroft, who was leaning against an old desk, and Leon could only see the back of his head.

On the desk, there is an exquisitely crafted transparent bottle. Inside the bottle, a small white dragon with wings on its back is frantically scratching at the bottle wall. It looks quite cute.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Helena's Trump Card (Part 1)

"I know what you want to ask."

Before Leon could speak, Bancroft spoke first.

"I suppose you might not know who she is?"

Bancroft continued.

"Please tell me, teacher."

Although Bancroft didn't turn around to look at him, Leon calmly found himself a seat and sat down.

"She is actually a vessel of destiny, a key aid to help the Dragon Emperor ascend to power..."

Bancroft quickly explained Eric's origins to Leon.

I see,

Therefore, Erik is essentially the furnace of the dragon race. If she is captured and brought back to the dragon race, her fate will be to be pressed down under the current dragon emperor and thoroughly drained!

Then the dragon race will very likely produce another "Dragon God". If the dragon race launches a counterattack, it will be a catastrophe for all living beings on the continent.

Many years ago, humans, including vampires and elves, almost exhausted their resources to drive the dragons off the continent, thus escaping the pain of colonization.

Although the dragon race is no longer as powerful as it once was, the supernatural power of the continent has also long since diminished due to the gradual depletion of spiritual energy.

artillery?

This is just like giving dragons a minor scraping, unless they can create nuclear warheads for Earth.

But can nuclear warheads be produced so easily?

Therefore, we still need to use supernatural power to resist the dragons.

“Yes, then she certainly cannot fall into the hands of the dragons.”

Leon nodded, then asked, "So, teacher, what do you plan to do with her?"

“Bring her back to Guberlan and suppress her within the church; that way, the dragons will have virtually no chance of obtaining her.”

Bancroft answered.

"Yes, in that case, she belongs exclusively to the Church of Justice."

Leon clicked his tongue. "Teacher, you're not going to tell me that this is also His Majesty's intention, are you?"

"Yes, this is indeed His Majesty's intention."

Bancroft replied, “Without His Majesty’s permission, she should naturally be kept in the palace.”

"Is this really Father's intention?"

Leon frowned.

"Yes."

Bancroft replied, "If Your Highness does not trust me, you may ask His Majesty."

"Okay, I understand. Then I'll take my leave."

Leon knew the basics he wanted to know. Whether Bancroft was telling the truth or not, he couldn't take Erik back from a peerless angel, so he had no choice but to leave.

"Leon, you can't leave."

At that moment, Arthur suddenly appeared at the door.

"Ha, what...what do you mean by this?"

Leon stopped and turned to look at Bancroft.

"Why do you think we didn't return to Guberlan immediately after capturing that dragon? It's because we were waiting for you, Leon."

Arthur stood blocking the doorway, smiling broadly as he spoke.

"wait for me?"

Leon was puzzled.

"Your Highness, please don't be so wary. We are here on His Majesty's orders to take you back to Guberlan. How could we dare to harm you?"

Arthur joked.

"Return to Guberlan? What a joke! Father clearly promised me that I could come to the Snow Capital to study, so why is His Majesty already..."

Leon was completely bewildered.

What is Caesar trying to do?

Or is Leon up to something again?