NABC Chapter 752
Chapter 752
Chapter 752: Chapter 136: Then Don’t Come Back Chapter 752: Chapter 136: Then Don’t Come Back Mr.
Yunus personally opened the bottle of wine for Aiwass.
As he poured the wine into the crystal goblet, the sweet, intoxicating fragrance overflowed in the not-so-large bedroom.
The noonday sun shone obliquely, casting a dazzling spectrum of red hues onto the tabletop through the crystalline red liquid.
Aiwass sat opposite him, propping his chin with his left hand.
His right hand’s fingers lightly traced circles, touching the cold wall of the glass.
The mild chill seeped through the crystal to his fingertips—it was obviously a bottle of wine freshly taken from its storage.
...
“Mr.
Yunus, is this the wine you brought?” Aiwass asked.
Yunus chuckled heartily, “Of course not...
How could that be?
This is Mr.
Maxim’s stored wine—of course, it’s not stolen; it’s with his permission.
“When I said I wanted to use it to entertain you, he agreed without hesitation.
It’s truly an honor...
Thanks to your presence, we get to drink such fine elven wine.”
“I remember one of the reasons the ‘Sacred Tree’ wine series is so delightful is that the grapevines are also connected to the Sacred Tree itself.
In a sense, this wine can be considered as brewed from the fruits of the Sacred Tree—and in another sense, the elves are but children of the Sacred Tree,” Aiwass said with a smile.
“So, what we’re drinking could also be considered the blood wine of the elven race,” Aiwass continued dreamily.
“… Oh, you…”
“—So, cheers.”
Aiwass interrupted Mr.
Yunus.
He raised his goblet, his eyes slightly squinted as he looked deeply, “Your Royal Highness the Prince.”
Yunus slightly moderated his smile, picked up the goblet to touch Aiwass’s with a crisp clink.
He lifted his head and took a sip of the wine.
And when he set the goblet down again, his somewhat disheveled, lusterless golden hair naturally fell from the temples.
—The man who had seemed comical, clumsy, and amiable with his bald head, now completely transformed into another person.
He was at least half a head taller than Yunus, with a more robust build.
His facial features were chiseled, somewhat decadent, and would have been quite handsome.
One could vaguely see traces of Isabel’s appearance in him.
But his hair was not only dry and devoid of luster; it also had patches of white and light gold mixed in—resembling a long-haired mutt that had not been groomed for a long time.
His beard was scruffy but not a full beard, just around the mouth in a circle.
The roughness of his skin goes without saying, far from Mr.
Yunus’s delicate skin as soft as a baby’s; his pores were so large that he looked like a drunk.
Aiwass nodded.
Prince Albert lifted his head, “Just like those magical things you always do...
Because you see the future, so you plan to change it?”
“Yes, exactly,”
“Aren’t you afraid that the future you’ve changed will turn out to be even worse?”
Prince Albert lifted his wine glass and countered, “Whether they are prophets or astrologers, they can foresee the future, but they don’t dare to change it.”
“That’s because the future that’s been changed is entangled with too much causality, like a matter that involves many powers.
The future that could originally be seen clearly becomes unclear.
And for someone accustomed to seeing the future, losing that power suddenly would naturally lead to fear,”
Aiwass said with a clear and calm tone.
“...So that’s how you see it.”
Prince Albert looked at Aiwass for a good while, then let out a bitter laugh, moved closer, and patted Aiwass on the shoulder, “You’re stronger than me, kid.”
“——Of course,”
Aiwass did not accept the compliment but answered without hesitation or doubt, “I am indeed stronger than you.
“At the very least, I would never miss my mother’s funeral—if I had the chance.
I wouldn’t leave my daughter alone either, to go out and play the hero.
“Even if I were to die from a curse, I would die in front of my daughter.
Because even if it’s just my life used to block a curse for her once, that has its value.”
He looked directly at Prince Albert and said word by word, “So, why run away?
“You should know Isabel’s character.
If she hadn’t grown strong now, if I had not cleared her enemies...
if Star Antimony hadn’t attacked just then, giving us a chance to strike back.
To let her alone rule over the entire Avalon, did you ever think about the pressure she would bear?
“When she was lost as a child, you did not solidify her will; when she feared the curse, you were not by her side to encourage her; after she embarked on the Transcendent path, you did not pass on to her any skills or experience.
When the mother died, and the realm had no leader, you still did not return.
You left Avalon in the hands of your nineteen-year-old introverted daughter, along with those treacherous parties and rebels looking on eagerly—even including me.
“You just left your own daughter behind and ran off to the Holy Nation to care for someone else’s daughter.
How is that, do you feel that is just?
“...Or do you think that is a form of ‘dedication’?”
Faced with Aiwass’s questioning, Prince Albert remained silent.
He simply poured himself some wine and then poured some for Aiwass as well.
Watching his actions, Aiwass’s tone softened slightly, yet his words became even sharper,
“Isabel said that she will ascend to the throne on her birthday.
“——You should know when her birthday is, right?
If you don’t come that day, then you should never come back.”
In that instant, Aiwass saw Prince Albert’s pupils finally tremble.@@@@