Chapter 810: At World’s End [Part 2]
"Standing before me, and holding the soulless body of Princess Ramona was none other than the Progenitor of Magic. And those who know her name, refer to her as…
"Hecate."
Godfrey's gaze landed on Ethel, as if wanting to know what kind of expression she would have after hearing his story.
He thought that she would look surprised after hearing his story, or become curious about the Progenitor.
The Vampire Lord even thought that she would give him a doubtful gaze, as if thinking that every word that he said was a lie.
He had also considered that if ordinary people heard his tale they might think that he was just making up a grand story, in order to give them a form of entertainment.
But, out of all the expressions that Godfrey was thinking, he didn't expect that he would only see sadness on the young beauty's face.
Yes.
Ethan looked sad.
Extremely sad after hearing Godfrey's tale.
He didn't doubt his words from the beginning because he knew that the Vampire Lord wouldn't gain anything by lying to him.
The young man had always wondered what had happened to the Princess, after she stepped down from her position as Saintess.
The only clue they had was that she went off on a journey on her own, never to be seen again.
Ethan felt pain in his chest, as if his heart was breaking. He finally knew what happened to the Princess whom he left behind in the past.
All he wanted was for her to find happiness, and live her life to the fullest.
But, even that wish wasn't meant to be.
"What happened next?" Ethan asked, almost in a whisper. "After you found her, what happened next?"
Godfrey didn't answer right away and took a step forward.
Seeing the sadness on Ethel's face made him want to give her a hug, and tell her that everything was going to be fine.
But, the same time he took a step forward, Hecate took a fighting stance.
"Take one more step, and I will attack," Hecate said icily. "I already told you. My Lady doesn't like it when strangers are being too clingy to her."
Godfrey frowned as he shifted his attention to Lady Ethel's servant, who seemed to be playing the role of her bodyguard.
Suddenly, the corner of the handsome man's lips rose a bit as he thought of a wonderful idea.
"If you wish to hear the rest of the story, My Lady, how about you and I have afternoon tea together?" Godfrey inquired. "My Manor is very beautiful, you know? You can even bring this servant, and your Guardian with you. I don't particularly mind."
Ethan, who wanted to hear the rest of Princess Ramona's story, found himself in a dilemma.
On one hand, he wanted to know what happened next.
On the other hand, he was very wary of going to a place where Godfrey had complete dominion.
It was highly possible that he would set up a trap in order to capture him, or subjugate his companions.
But, before Ethan could even make a reply, Hecate cut him off and answered the Vampire Lord instead.
"Telling a story and stopping at the important part just to invite My Lady to have an afternoon tea with you is a very low blow," Hecate said in contempt. "A lowly move for a Noble. My Lady, a man like this shouldn't be trusted because he has ulterior motives. It will be best to reject his invitation."
"Ulterior motives?" Godfrey smiled. "Yes. I do have ulterior motives and that is to get close to Lady Ethel. If a story is enough to make her agree to an afternoon meeting with me, then I wouldn't mind telling more entertaining stories about my travels in Midgard."
Just as Hecate and Godfrey faced off against each other, Ethan finally spoke what was on his mind.
"My retainer is right, Lord Godfrey," Ethan said coldly. "I also think that stopping at the important part of the story is a very low blow, which I find very disappointing. I expected more from someone of your stature."
Seeing that his plan seemed to have backfired, Godfrey decided to do some damage control for the time being.
"I admit that I was in the wrong, My Lady," Godfrey replied. "It is indeed a bad way of asking to have some private time with you. So, please, allow me to continue my story to make up for my wrongs. Will you accept my apology?"
Ethan didn't answer, but he still nodded his head.
He made sure that he looked displeased, which worked wonders as Godfrey chuckled awkwardly before he continued his tale.
"Like I mentioned earlier, when I arrived, I found the Progenitor of Magic, holding onto the soulless body of Princess Ramona," Godfrey stated. "As you may, or may not know, Progenitors stand at the Apex of the World, and hold powers far greater than any mortal and immortal in the world.
"Even if I am confident with my abilities, I dare not challenge such an individual, especially Hecate, who was known as the founder of Magicians. She is able to call upon all the Elements of the World, and with a single wave of her hand, someone like me would probably turn into stone."
Godfrey smiled faintly. "Fortunately, she wasn't feeling bloodthirsty when I saw her, and even looked somewhat sad as she held onto the body of the Princess, who had lost her soul.
"She then glanced at my direction, and asked me why I had entered her Domain. Naturally, I told her that I was on a quest to search for the Princess, whom I had chosen to be my wife candidate.
"After that, she asked me what my name was. So, I gave her my name. Godfrey Vlad Tepes. But, after hearing my name, she only shook her head and told me that I wasn't the one that the Princess loved.
"I had been traveling for months in order to find Princess Ramona, and when I did, I was told something like that. But, instead of feeling hurt, I was more curious to know the name of the person whom the Princess loved.
"When I asked the Progenitor this question, I prepared myself to be turned down. But, perhaps she wanted someone to know why the Princess traveled so far, only to end up like that, she decided to answer my question."
Godfrey sighed and lightly brushed his hair with his right hand, trying to make himself look cool to the young beauty, but failing to see any reaction from her.
Clearly, Ethel was more interested in Princess Ramona's story than looking at the Vampire Lord's handsome face.