Chapter 269
The corridor connecting the arena to the entrance was a place where those who had lost everything lingered, unable to leave. Those who could barely stand due to alcohol, drugs, and their bleak reality created a quiet commotion, crying and laughing.
At the dead end of the corridor, the combination of a menacing, large man and a blonde boy was clearly out of place to anyone who saw them, but no one paid attention. Right now, they were overwhelmed just dealing with their own misfortunes that were rising to their throats.
“Would you like one?”
When Timothy offered a cigarette, Ian politely declined. Strangely, an unexpectedly comfortable silence followed. Was it because of the situation where they knew each other? Tsssk, the lighter’s flame briefly illuminated his face before fading out.
Until the smoke from one puff dispersed, the two gauged the ‘now’ in silence rather than exchanging information verbally.
‘He called me Timothy. It means he was aware of my identity. Did he happen to see me and follow? What an incredible coincidence.’
When the Kingdom of Burgos sent a delegation, Timothy usually took charge as the representative. So naturally, there would be quite a few people in the Bariel Imperial Palace who knew him.
But it was surprising that the young Minister of Magic, who had been frantically cleaning up the palace right after his appointment, recognized him at a glance.
‘I can’t deny it.’