Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Chapter 623: Assortment Of Magical Weapons

No wonder Erius had been unable to control his temper.

To snatch her treasure away from Arlene during the mission assigned to her by the Ice Emperor, Erius had meticulously planned every step beforehand.

He had even gone so far as to ask his maternal grandfather, Ivan FrostStar, the Chief Priest of Ice Emperor City, for assistance, and such a favor that could turn out to be so risky wasn’t something that could be casually requested.

Yet after everything they had invested, Ethan now appeared to be growing close to Arlene once more.

Anyone in Erius’ position would have found that difficult to accept.

As for Shixea, although she wished to immediately question Ethan regarding everything that had transpired inside Dominic’s tower, she resisted the urge, as this wasn’t the appropriate time.

There were too many people present, including Master Drogo, whom she respected greatly.

There would be ample opportunity later tonight.

For now, she simply observed quietly.

Meanwhile, Erius had forcibly buried his earlier anger beneath a calm expression.

Unfortunately, every passing second only reignited that fury.

Watching Ethan completely ignore him made the humiliation even worse.

Then his mind involuntarily replayed the scene from earlier.

Arlene stumbling, and Ethan catching her during that quake.

The two looking into each other’s eyes while she remained within his embrace.

That single image repeatedly surfaced inside his thoughts like a thorn lodged within his heart.

His fingers unconsciously tightened beneath the table.

What infuriated him even more was Ethan’s behavior inside the palace.

This was the royal residence, his mother’s personal study, and even he conducted himself respectfully here.

Yet Ethan casually occupied one of the finest chairs without waiting for permission, leaned back comfortably, and examined the displayed weapons with genuine curiosity, behaving as though he were inspecting goods inside his own treasury.

There wasn’t the slightest trace of restraint in his behavior, and his arrogance almost bordered on shamelessness.

Erius’ eyes widened slightly in disbelief.

’Who does this bastard think he is?’