Chapter 505 - I Can’t Even Spoil Fifi Enough
GDK 505: I Can’t Even Spoil Fifi Enough
Han Shuo was stunned. He was not entirely sure what Sophie was implying. He took a moment to think before saying, “You mean take you away from Kasi Empire?”
Sophie’s bright eyes stared at Han Shuo, as glowing as she gazed at every minute detail of his face. She went on, “You’re the Lord of Brettel City in the Lancelot Empire! You’re powerful enough even to contend against the shrine of ice! Of all my friends, you’re the only person I know who could possibly help me, or at least I’d hope you think me as a friend.”
Sophie had said all Han Shuo needed to know. He understood that his identity was no more a secret than the fact of his being any longer. After a moment of hesitation, he smirked and said, “Of course you and I are friends. Brettel City will very much welcome your arrival.”
Hearing that, Sophie revealed a faint smile of relief. However, before she could say anything else, Sulo exclaimed, “What nonsense!”
He revealed himself before Han Shuo and Sophie. His expression said it all, he was not pleased. He glared at Sophie and lashed out, “Fifi, you are not a child anymore! You should know the consequences of your actions.”
Sophie was clearly quailing under her father’s glare. However, she then remembered the suppressed frustration she had felt over her betrothal to Braque, and looked back at him with a stubborn gaze. “Father, you have no right to make decisions on matters that will affect the rest of my life, especially without my consent!”
When the furious Sulo looked at his unyielding daughter, a feeling of helpless dejection suddenly rose in his heart. He shook his head in helplessness and relented, “Daddy has indeed acted brashly on this matter. However, everyone knows how fond Braque is of you. Given just how powerful the Pillon family is, there never was even a sliver of hope for refusal. I may be a sacred knight, and possess a certain extent of fame and power in Kasi Empire, but when it comes to the Pillon royal family, my hands are tied.”
Han Shuo had long known that Sulo would come over. As he listened to the dispute, Han Shuo looked to Sophie, then to Sulo, who appeared to have aged considerably all of a sudden. “Mister Sulo, if you don’t mind I actually do have a solution to your problem.”
Sacred knight Sulo had briefly traded blows with Han Shuo a few days prior. After being informed of Han Shuo’s identity and strength through his own channels, Sulo was rather intimidated by the youth even though the latter was far younger than he was. Upon hearing Han Shuo speak, Sulo quivered slightly, and he looked at Han Shuo as he exclaimed, “Youth breeds heroism, and that expression is most apt for one such as yourself. Sophie’s imprisonment was, on one hand, to prevent her from getting into trouble, while on the other hand, to wait for you to come here.”
Sulo seemed very satisfied with Han Shuo, beaming broadly as he walked up to him. He patted him on the shoulder, and nodded as though a great weight had been taken off his back. He strode away, taking far lighter steps than when he had come in, looking as though he really was going to make arrangements to leave the Kasi empire.
Sophie had intended to stop Sulo and explain everything, but Han Shuo signalled her with his eyes not to do so. Once Sulo was gone, Sophie immediately placed both hands on her hips and, looking rather like a little hen about to pick a fight as she glared, she cried furiously, “Bryan, you jerk, what exactly did you mean by this?”
Han Shuo shrugged and smiled. “I’m doing this for your sake, and for the sake of your family. If I don’t play along, would your father leave to Brettel City so easily?” Han Shuo made a great show of playing innocent, as though he had done all that for Sophie’s own good.
Sophie, who had intended to give him a good talking-to, stopped at those words. She was no fool. After thinking it over, she knew that what Han Shuo said made sense.
However, when Sophie thought about how Han Shuo had used such a matter as an excuse to her father, and saw his cheerful, punchable face, she remained infuriated. She ran at him in a fit of rage, scolding him, “That doesn’t mean you can joke about that kind of thing, I swear I’m going to teach you a lesson!”