Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Because they were riding on a carriage, Ethan and Prince Isaac were able to cover more ground than usual.

It was impossible for them to not attract the attention of the masses since they toured the popular locations in the city.

"The Milesian Architecture is truly a sight to behold," Ethan said as he admired the scenery around him. "But there are rumors that your Kingdom is preparing to wage war in distant lands. Is this true?"

"Wage war on distant lands?" Prince Isaac shook his head. "You must've heard it wrong, Lady Ethel. Currently, the Milesians are preparing our armies for another reason."

Prince Isaac looked on his left and right side before leaning in close to Ethan as if what he was going to say was a state secret.

"Lady Ethel, have you heard of the Fomorians?" Prince Isaac asked.

"I only know a bit about their history," Ethan replied. "They are a powerful race of monsters that hid away from the world after they were defeated by the Tuatha De Danann. At least, that is the story that I know."

Prince Isaac nodded. "You're right. But according to our intelligence network, they are planning to return to the surface world."

"That sounds scary." Ethan frowned. "If they come back, wouldn't all of Midgard face danger?"

"Worry not, Lady Ethel," Prince Isaac said with confidence. "The Milesian Army is strong enough to repel such threats. The advances in our magical technology have been great over the years, and we've invented Magic Cannons that can blow half of a giant's body with a single cannon fire."

"Such a thing exists?" Ethan was genuinely surprised because he never heard of such a magical weapon before.

"It does." Prince Isaac grinned. "But only our Kingdom has it. Our Magic research is ahead of everyone in the field."

Conall and Merric, who couldn't use magic, simply listened to the Prince's words.

Although they were unable to wield it, they could still understand the importance of having such weapons at the ready.

The Dwarves of Northshire prided themselves in creating flying warships that also used Magic Cannons.

But none of their magic cannons were strong enough to destroy half of a giant's body with a single hit.

If what the Milesian Prince said was true, then any kingdom whom the Milesians would wage war upon would be at a great disadvantage.

"I just hope for everyone to live peaceful and happy lives," Ethan said softly. "Is that too much to ask?"

"It is not too much to ask, Lady Ethel," Prince Isaac replied. "However, if we truly want peace, then we must prepare for war. What good is peace and freedom if we can't protect it? Those with power can simply destroy this peaceful life.

"So we must also become strong enough to ensure that our freedom and happiness will be protected at all times. This is why you shouldn't worry about the Fomorians. If they ever step foot in our lands, they will understand that their time of glory has long passed.

"The day where they can move unhindered in the world is over. They must follow the new rules set by humans or once again fade into the pages of history."

Just as Ethan was about to comment, a chuckle reached her ears.

"Those words only belong to the privileged and the ignorant. As expected of Prince Isaac—you only see the world from the eyes of those who are born with a golden spoon."

"Who dares?!" Prince Isaac glanced in the direction where the voice came from and saw a handsome young man riding on a white horse, matching the pace of the royal carriage.

"Who dares?" the devilishly handsome man chuckled a second time. "I dare, Prince Isaac. Do you have any problem with it?"

The moment the Prince saw the arrogant fellow, he immediately raised his hand to stop the carriage from moving.

Ethan, on the other hand, did his best to keep himself calm. The person he was looking for had finally shown himself.

"Lord Godfrey, why am I not surprised to see you here?" Prince Isaac said icily. "Have your subordinates informed you of Miss Ethel's visit to the city?"

"Yes," Godfrey replied. "At first, I thought they were simply exaggerating her beauty. But now that I see her up close, I think they failed to describe in words just how angelic she looks like."

Godfrey then placed his hand over his chest and gave the young lady a polite bow.

"Allow me to introduce myself, Ms. Ethel," Godfrey said. "My name is Godfrey Tepes. It's an honor meeting you, Miss Ethel Langley."

Prince Isaac was clearly not pleased to see the man in front of him.

There had been a few times when he and Godfrey had fought with words over a lady, and although the handsome blonde usually backed off, there were times when he would openly seduce the ladies he was with.

In terms of looks, Godfrey was far superior to the Prince.

The devilishly handsome man was oozing with confidence and possessed a charisma that made everyone feel attracted to him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Godfrey," Ethan replied.

"Please, don't call me Lord Godfrey," Godfrey said. "Just call me Godfrey. Being too formal in our first meeting isn't to my liking."

"Lord Godfrey, can you please not get in the way of Lady Ethel's tour of the city?" Prince Isaac stood said icily. "She is my very special guest, and I intend to make this day a very memorable one for her. Please, don't ruin it, and return to your mansion. I'm pretty sure that you have dozens of beautiful ladies to indulge in your… fantasies."

"Phrasing, Your Highness," Godfrey commented. "You make it sound like I'm such a debauched individual."

"And you're not?" Prince Isaac sneered. "All the nobles know that you secretly conduct orgies inside your mansion. If that is not being debauched, then I don't know what is."

"Those are just unfounded rumors, Your Highness," Godfrey smirked. "I'm a gentleman, and I will never do that to any woman, especially those who wish to partake in a romantic evening with me."

"Sophistry," Prince Isaac scoffed. "You are indeed very eloquent when it comes to words. But like I said earlier, do not dare put your dirty hand on Lady Ethel. She is my guest, and I will not let you defile her."

A sigh escaped Godfrey's lips before shaking his head helplessly.

"My Lady, his Highness is very biased toward me," Godfrey said. "I hope you do not believe his words. I only came here to ensure that he will not do anything bad to you, and use his power and authority to get his way.

"This is not the first time he has done such a thing, and I will not be able to sleep at night knowing that he is about to ruin yet another wonderful lady."

"You fiend!" Prince Isaac was about to order his guards to teach Godfrey a lesson.

But before he could do that, Ethan raised her hand in order to stop him from doing so.

"Everyone, please calm down," Ethan said. "It will be dangerous to fight here in the streets. Innocent people might get hurt."

Prince Isaac took a deep breath before nodding his head in agreement.

"You're right, Lady Ethel," Prince Isaac stated. "Move the carriage."

The carriage once again moved forward, resuming the tour.

However, they gained an unwanted escort who was looking at the beautiful flower whom he believed bloomed only for him.