I will Save this Doomed Plot

Chapter 159: The Unexpected Quest(3)

"It was a pretty easy task actually, since I know what they are fond of and their dark family secrets, it was easy to negotiate."

Then Luke spoke up.

"By negotiate, you mean threaten."

"That is correct; it is the best way to complete the task. Anyways here."

Marcel then placed a piece of paper on the table, which Lance and Luke examined. Then they noticed the word [Treaty] in the title and four-hand signatures from the four northern and southern kings. While looking at this, Luke blinked, while Lance simply grinned.

"Excellent work."

"Once again, it is a simple task."

Lance took the treaty and placed it on his desk beside him, while Marcel casually drank wine in front of him. Luke then asked a question.

"Are the two of you close?"

Marcel put down his drink and smiled at him.

"You can say that. But, to be precise, I'd say we've had a master-servant relationship since we were eight."

Luke's brow furrowed.

"What? Since you were eight years old?"

Marcel nodded and pointed to the scar on his right eye. It is his scar that distinguishes him from everyone else in the novel.

"Do you see this? I received this scar from his highness when he was only eight years old."

When Luke looks at Marcel, he appears stunned. He cannot believe it, that scar was caused by Lance?! And, get this, they've been working together since they were eight years old! What kind of children were they?!

Well, he shouldn't be the one to speak up because he has two children, who were far above average.

While in the middle of disbelief, he heard Lance speaking. Luke then turned his gaze to him, where he saw Lance's spine-chilling smile.

"How come you're surprised? Don't tell me you thought I grew up perfectly fine in this hellish palace by myself. "

"Ah..."

Marcel then jumped in, laughing.

"I tell you, His Highness was a crazy kid back then."

And so, Marcel began telling the story of how he and Lance met... To be honest, Luke doesn't want to hear this, but Marcel began narrating before he could even speak to stop him.

[Marcel, who is eight years old, is now with the other noble children of Reece. They were all gathered around Marcel, who was attempting to demonstrate his swordsmanship skills. The kids all applaud in amazement.

"Wow! That's incredible!"

"Wow, you're so cool!"

"As one would expect from the Pierce Family heir!"

Marcel stood in the center, smiling broadly and taking in the compliments directed at him. He then stood tall and rubbed his nose, feeling all-powerful and mighty.

"Heh, what I just showed you is just the fundamentals! I have far more abilities than that! "

"Really?"

The children all paused and turned their heads to the side. They then noticed a golden blonde boy with soulless green eyes staring at them. The children then scowled and began to whisper to one another, all while staring with disgust at the boy.

"It's the deserted crown prince..."

"What brings him here? And why is he staring at us like that?"