313: Chapter 11, A Sensual Auction_4 313: Chapter 11, A Sensual Auction_4 Miss Isabel, a sensation since her arrival in Bera City, garnered the wooing interest of many noble children.
Even my son was among them, constantly pushing me to propose on his behalf.
My guess is some envious individuals intentionally fabricated rumors with an intent to slander and cause trouble.
Hence, they could use our hands to break up the blossoming romance beneath us.
It’s really such a trivial matter, why do we have to be the villains?”
Mage Antar said halfheartedly.
As long as Isabel does not wreak havoc on his own son, who cares who she’s after.
Marrying a popular singer would cost him face.
He can’t bear such humiliation.
Now that she has entangled herself with Hudson, it serves to put a stop to his son’s fantasies, leaving Antar with one less worry.
Regarding reports of Hudson colluding with the Orcs and the Clergy to plot a rebellion, Antar never believed a single word of it.
Why would a noble abandon his status to become entwined with those two parties?
It would be as if he had lost his mind.
The Orcs may seem formidable now, but humans will eventually triumph.
As for the Clergy, should allegations of colluding with the Orcs become substantiated, internal unrest would break out within the Clergy.
Just because those in power are unscrupulous doesn’t mean that their subordinates lack integrity.
At the very least, the Ascetics who represent the highest combat power cannot tolerate the betrayal of the human race.
In Antar’s view, even if the Orcs and the Clergy were in cahoots, they would keep it covert.
Dragging Hudson into it was simply a joke, as if afraid that the news wouldn’t leak.
“How would I know?
You’ve seen the secret letter too.
We must be cautious with any kind of occurrence at times like these.
Didn’t they also expose several insiders from the Clergy?
Once it gets investigated, everything will be clear.
By the way, a few boxes were brought in too.
You can send someone to check them.”
Mage Yuri forced the words out.
After being utterly humiliated by Hudson last time, he believed he finally had a handle on him and thus acted so industriously.
He didn’t expect to witness a blatant display of affection right off the bat.
If the circumstance was not inappropriate, he’d have suspected the couple to be amorously theatrical.
“If you wish to investigate, go do it yourself.
I will not participate.
As a popular singer, it’s only natural for her to have some savings.
Unless you find the Blood Moon Horn and prove the letter to be true,
Otherwise, it’s a futile effort that will only offend others.
If you’re not afraid of the hatred and future retribution against your descendants, go ahead with your meddling!”
With that, Antar rose and departed, leaving Mage Yuri in an awkward predicament, sighing in helplessness.
Even the strong are human.
Even if they aren’t afraid to offend people, they must still consider their descendants.
Normally, nobody would willingly make enemies without reason.
A love affair isn’t exactly compromising.
Over half of the nobles across the world are involved in similar affairs.
If everyone is guilty, it can simply be called “flirtation”.
Although it occurred before marriage and was slightly overboard, revealing this won’t be appreciated by the victimized Hollis family.
Unaware of the brewing storm that he narrowly avoided, Hudson continued his retaliation.
Unexpectedly, Miss Isabel, who had had an opportunity to leave midway, decided not to abscond in haste.
“Miss Isabel, why do you keep glancing at the door?
What exactly are you afraid of?
Could it be that that the mysterious organization feels that you know too much and has become bothered, they wish to silence you forever?”
Seeing Isabel’s astonished expression, Hudson silently cursed: Damn!
This clichéd plot is actually unfolding before his eyes.
So, this is why she didn’t rush to leave despite being taken advantage of by him.
Turns out she was seeking refuge here to evade assassination.
Now that her secret was out, Isabel did not continue to feign ignorance, instead asking with confusion: “You’re not a necro magician, so what was all that about last time?”