chapter 296

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Are you interested in the occult or the saint?" Eon asked, looking at me with undisguised intrigue in his green eyes.

He's probably insinuating something absurd in his head again.

"Both. I have never seen a cult nor heard about them before so I am curious," I replied.

Bea puts her cup down.

"So the saint must be real."

"It must be. There would be no fires if there was no spark, right?" I hummed.

Why would even a rumor like that appear anyway? Carelessly throwing around the title of the saint would be a serious offense. It would be much worse if someone poses as a fake one too so who on God's green land would risk that?

Well, if that person is insane enough, they could do it. If their goal is to spread confusion and misinform the masses, then they are doing a great job. Then again, putting the Holy Church at the forefront, they have yet to deny these claims.

Then…

"I honestly don't know all the details. If you want the truth, maybe you could ask your brother about it," Eon suggested.

"About what?" A cold voice piped in.

The three of us turned towards the owner of it and lo and behold, my dear good brother is standing there just a few steps behind Eon, menacingly. His icy ruby eyes looked down on Eon, as cold as the winter weather that is yet to come. But due to his frosty demeanor, it felt like it had begun.

"Brother," I called out in surprise.

Eon, on the other hand, almost slipped off his chair, panicking upon seeing him.

"C-captain! Yo~" He then played it off coolly with a crooked smile.

"What are you doing?" Nathan enunciated.

I glanced at Bea at that moment and met her eyes. The two of us then tactfully drank our tea and silently watched the scene unfold. Inside my head though, I was already lighting candles for Eon.

"I'm— I'm guarding these ladies, of course. There are a lot of bad people out there so you know…" Eon reasoned out and ended it with a forced laugh.

Nathan narrowed his eyes.

"That is not your job."

"I know but I just think I'm more suitable because I am the vice-captain—" He began to ramble. Seeing that Nathan's face is still as frosty as ever, Eon immediately changed his tune. "Ahahaha I'm just kidding, captain. Are you tired? Do you want a massage?"

"Return to your post," Nathan ordered in a firm voice, not taking his antics.

"Ah, but why? I can still do my duty while on guarding duty!" Eon continued to persist.

I admired his tenacity sometimes. But alas…

Nathan regarded him for a second before adding, "You seem to be energetic today. Then comewith me to the training ground."

There it is. Nathaniel dropped the bomb.

I almost spat out my drink after hearing that. After all, I am aware of what's coming to the training ground means. And Eon most definitely does as well because he was already on his feet as soon as he heard him.

"That's right! I remembered I have something very important to do. It requires my whole attention and all my energy so… I'll go first! Bye!" And then he just sprinted right out of here, the fastest I saw him run if I may add.

Training grounds mean both Nathan and him will spar. And spar means Nathan beating the snot out of Eon.

So I guess him running away is understandable. I mean, I would too if I were in his shoes. Every single knight under my brother's command does, to be honest. I often hear them joking about that…

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