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Chapter 181: Saving Lives is Paramount
Chapter 181: Saving Lives is Paramount
"......"
You really... are you asking for another beating today?
Just as the critical part was about to be revealed, the conversation came to an abrupt end. Not only did Leon clench his fists, but even the usually mild-mannered Senior Emma took a deep breath and then said as calmly as possible:
"Prince Joshua, thank you for your cooperation. We will thoroughly discuss the situation of your dream when we return."
"Why do you have to discuss it after returning?"
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"This is my dream, and I told it to you myself. If you want to discuss and analyze it, you have to do it in front of me! You can't leave until you explain the situation clearly!"
"Your Highness, we are not trying to withhold information from you, but the information we have is not yet sufficient, and we are not experts in dreams. We cannot provide a clear explanation at the moment."
"Then get someone who is!"
For some unknown reason, Prince Joshua seemed particularly fixated on the strange dream from last night. He narrowed his eyes and threatened:
"I remember, your Purge Bureau has agreements with the royal families of various countries to protect us from anomalies, right? But you haven't done your job!"
After hearing the implications in the Spotted Prince's words, Emma's expression paused slightly, and then she gently said:
"Prince Joshua, please don't make things difficult for us. I can assure you, on the honor of the Arman Family, that once we have results, I will notify you immediately. Is that acceptable?"
"Arman... Ha!"
Seemingly exhausted by the strange dream from last night, the Spotted Prince, with bloodshot eyes, bluntly refused:
"Don't talk to me about the Arman Family's honor. Ever since your family attempted a coup to overthrow the royal family, the Arman Family's honor isn't worth much!
Emma... you're called Emma, right?
Considering you are the last member of the Bouhua Family, I've already given you enough face, but don't be ungrateful! You must be trying to hide something. I want to know the reason for this dream right now!
Oh, and that rebel Veronica! She dared to pretend to be my sister in my dream! You must catch her immediately and hand her over to me! Otherwise, I'll report the negligence of the Maiden Branch Bureau!"
Arman... Bouhua? The ducal family that is known as one of the kingdom's twin pillars alongside the Ryan Family?
From the Spotted Prince's words, Leon caught some significant information. His mind buzzed as he thought of the redwood tree in front of the Lane Estate, which served as the Bouhua Family's execution platform.
Senior Emma... is from the Bouhua Family?
That means her relatives, parents, husband, and almost all her acquaintances were executed during the coup? But... doesn't she have a daughter? Why does Joshua say she is the last member of the Bouhua Family?
...
"Prince Joshua, please try to control your emotions."
Under Leon's astonished gaze, Senior Emma remained rational and calm. After listening to the Spotted Prince's threats with a furrowed brow, she spoke in a calm tone, though without a smile:
"I can see that you are being tormented by last night's strange dream, which is causing your emotions to be overly agitated. However, threatening us will not solve the problem. It will only bring an inquiry from the headquarters and slow down our normal investigation process, so..."
"I am not being tormented by any dream!"
The Spotted Prince angrily said:
"That was just a dream! Do you understand what a dream is? It's fake!"
"I am the only son of my father! The sole heir to the kingdom! I have received the best education since childhood and was born to rule this kingdom!
How could I possibly do the foolish things in that dream? How could I possibly cry and beg for forgiveness at Veronica's feet like a dog?"
"This is an insult to me!"
After saying these words, the spotted prince's veins bulged as he revealed the details he had omitted earlier. Realizing his gaffe, he clenched his fists in frustration and anger, hissed, "Get out! I'll definitely report your negligence to my father and the Central Bureau, and have all of you replaced!"
"Especially you, a traitorous family that instigated a coup! You should all be hanged! It's already the royal family's mercy that you're still alive, and yet you have the audacity to face me? You dare to advise me to stay calm? If I wasn't calm enough, you'd be down there with your dead ancestors by now!"
Emma, who had maintained her composure throughout, couldn't help but clench her right hand, her knuckles turning slightly red.
However, after glancing at the crazed spotted prince, she realized that the differences between the dream and reality had completely muddled his mind. Arguing with someone who had lost their sanity was pointless, so Emma loosened her fist, turned around without a word, and prepared to leave. But...
"Close the door."
Following the whispered instruction that reached her ears, Lyon, who had been about to leave with her, turned back and rushed towards the spotted prince, who was still in a daze. Lyon delivered a well-placed kick to the prince's gut.
"Ahhhh!"
After enduring the kick for over half an hour, Joshua screamed and flew backward, crashing into the table Emma had set upright earlier. The heavy wooden table toppled onto the carpet.
Lyon, who had been holding back for so long, wasn't about to let go of his anger. He executed the Eight Gods Flow Ancient Martial Art Two Hundred and Twenty Style Qin Yue Yin Chong, lifted Joshua by the collar, and delivered a well-placed Big Smack.
"You... you..."
Joshua, familiar with being lifted and the subsequent Big Smack, spat out a tooth that had been knocked loose, his eyes wide with confusion. "You're the one... the one..."
"You're my..." Lyon started to say, but stopped himself, finding the phrase 'You're my father' too ominous. He swallowed the last word and raised his right hand again, ready to abandon unnecessary communication and let his actions speak for themselves.
However, just as Lyon's palm was about to strike again, his wrist was caught by a strip of bandage.
"Forget it, it's not necessary."
Emma, with a hint of gratitude, looked at Lyon and softly advised, "He's still a prince, and your investigation just ended. There's no need to cause more trouble for yourself..."
"What trouble? I'm saving him!"
Lyon shook off the bandage that had wrapped around his wrist, then swung both arms, delivering a series of ten or so satisfying slaps. Turning back, he emphasized earnestly, "Didn't I just say it? The rebels used an anomaly to enter the dream, attempting to influence and control Prince Joshua. At this critical moment, thankfully, you and I discovered the anomaly in time.
To prevent the noble prince from being controlled, we had no choice but to continuously stimulate him with mild pain, ensuring he remained awake and remembered who he was, thus avoiding becoming a puppet of the rebels."
"As for the minor conflict between us and him, as the director said, it's a separate matter. We had a clash with him, but that doesn't hinder our determination to save him vigorously!
By the way, I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm not in the best condition today. Senior, would you be willing to help me... cough... use your hands to save him?"
"You're really something..."
Emma looked at Lyon, who was being utterly serious, and then at the spotted prince, whose face was swollen like a pig's head. She couldn't help but shake her head, finding the situation both amusing and exasperating. "Lyon, in terms of... um... flexibility, you're exactly like the director... Take a break, I'll help you save him too!"
(End of Chapter)
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