The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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They quickly reached a consensus.

Helena and Hazel then arrived at the abandoned porcelain processing factory.

Inside the factory, aside from finding a few recently discarded cigarette butts, Helena and Hazel found no other clues.

"This is a Guberlan cigarette, but the Snow Capital also sells this kind of cigarette."

Hazel looked at the cigarette butt on the ground and said.

“Yes, Harry has no reason to lie to us. Leon must have indeed seen Bancroft.”

Helena's expression turned serious. "I just don't know why Leon left with Bancroft."

"It's not impossible that they were kidnapped."

Hazel said, "But Leon should be safe. If I'm not mistaken, he should be back in Guberlan by now."

"I hope so, Hazel. Do you like Leon?"

Helena suddenly asked.

"Huh? Why are you asking that question?"

Hazel was slightly taken aback.

"Just a little curious."

Helena smiled.

"Oh, what's so curious about that?"

Hazel laughed.

"Oh, I see. Hazel, I'm dating Leon. He's my boyfriend now."

Helena laughed.

"Yeah, I can see it."

Hazel smiled and said, "You two are a good match. I wish you happiness."

"Thank you."

Helena smiled sweetly, "Hazel, we're still best friends, right?"

"Of course, what does our friendship have to do with Leon?"

Hazel laughed.

"I can rest assured that."

Helena breathed a sigh of relief. "Because of your past relationship with Leon, I haven't dared to tell you that I'm with him, because I felt it would be awkward."

"It's nothing. I was never with him. He's not even my ex-boyfriend. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Hazel laughed.

"I'm going to the Elf Kingdom next, Hazel, will you come with me?"

Helena replied.

"The Elven Kingdom is northwest of Fchester, across the Coral Sea, so we still need to return to Guberlan first, but..."

Hazel looked at Helena and said, "It took us a lot of effort to leave Fchester and get to the Snow City."

"It's okay. I was too weak back then. It's different now."

Helena smiled.

The Fichster Empire.

The imperial capital, Guberlan.

Caesar's office.

"That's how it is. Miss Cooper, the saintess of the vampires, you like her too, and I think it's a good thing. The wedding is set for one week from now."

Caesar spoke in an undeniable tone.

"Miss Cooper? When did I start liking her?"

Leon felt completely bewildered.

"What about 'To Philippa' and 'Moonlight'? They've already spread throughout Fitcher and the Thornwood. The pieces are good; I've listened to them. I never imagined you had such musical talent."

Caesar smiled without showing any joy.

Ah this...

Leon had no way to refute these two pieces.

How could I possibly say to Caesar, "I did it to save my life"? Besides, it wouldn't have any effect anyway. Would he stop the marriage just because I didn't like it?

"Alright, that's settled then. Go and make your preparations. You'll have to marry Miss Cooper in seven days."

Caesar resolutely blocked the railway.

"But, Father..."

"I've said that's settled. Is there anything you don't understand?"

"Well, okay."

Leon gritted his teeth, but ultimately left the office helplessly.

After the Battle of the Coral Sea, the Imperial army marched westward. At this time, the vampires proposed a marriage alliance. Could Caesar not see their true intentions?

Then why did he still marry Philippa himself?

Leon didn't understand.

But none of that matters.

Importantly, this reminded Leon of the strange dream he had when he first came to this world.

In the dream, Helena's words revealed that he had abandoned her and married another woman.

And now, it seems that the conditions from that dream have come true.

Chapter Thirty-Five: So it's Leon?

Guberlin Red Theater.

In this world, magic is as commonplace in the lives of ordinary people as magic shows were in our past lives on Earth.

In the large dance floor, clusters of dazzling orbs of light drifted and shimmered in the air. Amidst the colorful flashes, a group of young noblemen, men and women, embraced and danced wildly to the raucous rock music. The scene was actually quite similar to a disco.

Leon didn't like clubbing. In his previous life, he had never even been to a bar. However, Leon heard from a friend that you could grow up quickly in a bar. Basically, if you jumped around, you would wake up the next day to find a young lady sleeping next to you. As for how Leon's friend knew this, it was because Leon's friend was the kind of person who went to bars every day. Regarding his emperor-like life of changing women every day, Leon could only say "superficial" in a sour way.

Leon bypassed the large dance floor and arrived at the piano recital room.

The piano piece being played on stage was Leon's "Moonlight Sonata," which he played for Philippa.

This piece is not difficult to play, and with the special efforts of the vampires and Fitches in spreading it, Moonlight and To Philippa quickly became popular in Guberlan.

As a result, the romantic love story behind Moonlight and Philippa, about the imperial prince and the vampire saintess, has become widely known.

Leon felt he should be grateful that Helena was far away in the Snow City, and that the things popular in Guberlan wouldn't reach her there anytime soon.

"Leon, come here!"

Raymond, who was sitting with his legs crossed next to an exquisitely crafted glass table in the hall, waved to Leon as he walked in from the entrance.

There were very few people in the hall, only a few in twos and threes.

After all, most men who come to the Red Theatre are there to gamble and play, while women come to watch plays or alleviate their loneliness. Of course, there are also some legitimate social salons, but if you want to listen to piano music, you can go to the Guberlin Conservatory.

"Let's get down to business."

Leon sat down next to Raymond.

"Okay, I've gotten everything you wanted."

Raymond chuckled and then pulled a storage box from his bag. It was a low-level spatial storage item. "Everything is in here."

"Okay, thanks, here's the payment."

Leon pulled a check for 500,000 from his pocket, issued by the Guberland Bank.

"Hey, we're brothers, why are you being so polite with me?"

Raymond politely accepted the check and stuffed it into his pocket, then said with a grin, "Leon, 500,000 is too little, not enough to play with. How about you lend me another 500,000?"

"Young Master Raymond, are you short of money lately?"

Leon paused for a moment before speaking.

"There's nothing I can do. My old man father has gone crazy again and frozen my account. I haven't had any pocket money lately, and I guess it'll be a few months until he calms down."

Raymond sighed.

"What have you done to offend Duke Hibbett this time?"

Leon was curious.

"I don't know. He's been acting all mysterious lately, like he's rushing to complete some national project, but the higher-ups aren't approving funding, so we have to use our own money to fill the hole. I don't know what he's up to."

Raymond complained, "Leon, why don't you go ask your father?"

"No, no, no, I dare not. You can ask Lord Hibbert directly."

Leon smiled, but at the same time, he was slightly puzzled.

project?

What secret project?

"Forget it, if I ask him, he'll just give me a long face and I'll get scolded. I'm too lazy to care. Come on, let's drink."

Raymond was shaking a bottle of red wine.

"This bottle of red wine must cost 80,000 yuan."

Leon glanced at the wine brand and chuckled, “Young Master Raymond, I think you should be more frugal with your money.”

"But Prince Leon is here today. We've been friends since we were kids. How can you ask me to pay the bill?"

Raymond smiled slightly.

Tsk.

Leon's mouth twitched. "I've fallen out of favor now, and all my money is with my brother. He has money, so go find Leon."

"Ah... let's forget about Leon."

Raymond was speechless.

"Alright, I have something to do, you go ahead and have fun."

Leon picked up the storage box on the table and left the Red Theatre.

Construction project.

Raymond didn't even have any pocket money left.

This project seems to be quite large.

I didn't know I'd invested so much.

What exactly are they trying to do?

If they are truly working for the empire...

Then it is definitely related to Caesar.

Leon fiddled with the storage box, pondering as he walked.

The storage box contained the ingredients for concocting potions; Leon planned to attempt to become a demigod tonight.

After leaving the Red Theater, Leon went straight to the Imperial Prison.

Warden Edwin was leisurely smoking a cigar in the prison, not at all surprised by Leon's arrival, as they had already been informed.

"You weren't followed, were you?"

Edwin joked.