Chapter 122. Find (6)
“There seems to be a problem between Kirie and the Brissen knights. They’re in the stable.”
Hina nodded. It meant that Yan was right. Arsene, immediately turned around to go to the stable, but Yan continued,
“You shouldn’t attack first.”
Then he left.
Raychell tried to follow Arsene, but Yan stopped her.
“It’s better if only Sir Hertz goes.”
Arsene could figure it out, but Raychell couldn’t. She was a stranger who had only recently arrived in Kairis. It could cause a problem for her to get involved with Brissen.
He wasn’t sure Raychell understood the reasons, but she wordlessly nodded. Then Yan led Hina toward her room. She was still crying.
He didn’t know exactly what had happened. But he supposed that these knights had touched Hina and Kirie, whom Callian loved as his own blood.
“The Prince will not ignore this situation.”
He did not want Callian to act recklessly. Yan sighed.
There was silence in the drawing room, they didn’t know what had happened outside. It looked like the situation could get out of control.
Although it seemed unnatural, Count Gray Brissen kept the smile on his face.
“What do you mean?”
“There’s no need to repeat what I said.”
Now Gray had doubted his ears. He had never thought he would hear this. So he looked at Callian with an awkward smile.
He had not looked away from him, and his expression was chilly.
Once again he opened his mouth.
Gray Brissen had too much power.
The eldest son of Marquis Evan Brissen. The brother of the Brissen Queen.
He was one of the five most powerful swordsmen on the continent.
One could deduce how he had lived so far.
Callian had dealt with such people countless times. So it was clear.
“I told you to bow your head.”
These people had to be tamed.
They could choose to show their fangs or hide them.
Gray unconsciously made a grim face. Tessid remained silent.
“It’s not your mouth you have to move.”
Callian didn’t care what Gray said. His expression remained calm.
Gray rose from his seat.
He was a head taller than Tessid. He glared at Callian.
Will he pull out some sword he has hidden? Or will he act sensibly?
These thoughts popped into Callian’s mind.
He tried to predict Gray’s next move.
But it was futile.
“Now show respect, then sit down. Count Brissen. ”
This was because Tessid interrupted Gray’s actions.
Callian’s eyes turned to Tessid.
Tessid had helped Gray. To prevent the situation from causing a major conflict.
The Viscount had enough courage to stop the Count.
Unfortunately, only Callian had caught on to Tessid’s intentions.
Callian looked at Gray again. He frowned when he saw those eyes.
—Don’t think the Third Prince is the same.
Now he realized what it meant from the letter Silica had sent. He thought the rumors were not an exaggeration.
Gray could barely suppress the urge to strike Callian. If he did that, his whole family would be killed. Right now was not the time to grab the sword.
But that didn’t mean he would act meekly.
Gray crookedly smiled.
He made an exaggerated motion with his arm. His movement looked like a sneer.
“Gray Brissen pays his respects to the great Third Prince Kairis.”
Despite the way he did it, Callian would have nothing to say. He felt anticipation about his response. But when he raised his head, his expression was distorted.
Callian looked at Tessid. Then he opened his mouth with a tired face.
He ignored Gray as if he didn’t exist.
“I’m tired, so I’ll go first. I treated the Count well, Viscount Tessid.”
Only then did Callian turn his head back to Gray.
“You appear to be in great agony.”
Then he left.
Gray’s gaze changed as he realized that he had completely ignored him. Gray, who couldn’t stand it, took a step toward Callian.
An explosion rocked the castle.
Callian’s eyes narrowed.
Instantly, he felt Arsene’s mana.