025 Has My Fiancée in K District!

The secretary, feeling like he'd been granted a pardon, scrambled out of the office. A short while later, Malise Gamos Grant, dressed in a sharp suit and uniform, looking like Frostplate elite, walked in.

"What brings you here, sir?"

Despite being father and son, Malish had no affection for his biological father who had ruled the country for two and a half centuries. Among the king's many wives and children, none could surpass his throne. After outliving generation after generation of crown princes, no one had any human concern for this immortal monarch.

The Grand Duke slowly straightened up, his nearly three-meter-tall frame slumped in the enormous chair. His massive eyes fixed on his 34-year-old son, he said in a deep voice, "When will you be able to advance to the Gamma Rank?"

"Still a long way off." With his hands in his pockets, Malish was instantly lifted off the ground by an invisible force, his skin quickly covered with a layer of white frost.

His biological father sat on the throne, his deep blue eyes reflecting no trace of him.

"You'd better hurry up." The Grand Duke's voice echoed like a valley, mixed with the voices of men, women, young and old. He sat there motionless, while Malish of the Beta-rank felt as if his brain had been frozen.

This was a Gamma Rank powerhouse who was nearly 300 years old. He had been suffering from oxygen deficiency and osteoporosis for a long time and could not even stand up. Yet, he could kill him with just a glance.

Malish opened his mouth with difficulty but could not speak. When he came to his senses, he found himself in the Surut Palace Square, four hundred meters away.

It was a ghost... The Grand Duke simply and directly summoned the ghost to possess him and brought him out.

Malish felt a chill run down his spine. He bent slightly, the thought of vomiting just forming in his mind, when he immediately saw a deep gash appear on his stomach. A wisp of mist, trailing a shadowy path, instantly formed before him, and his father's voice resounded directly in his mind: 'The Ghost will supervise your continued training. By whatever means necessary, you must reach the Gamma Rank by the end of the year.'

As soon as he finished speaking, the mist immediately seeped back into his body.

"Are you kidding me...? You want me to advance to the Gamma Rank?"

Malish staggered a couple of steps, his face turning deathly pale at a visible speed.

He did not crave power; on the contrary, having witnessed the Grand Duke's morbid life since childhood, he was filled with fear of the Gamma Rank.

The reason why Frostplate allowed the Grand Duke to continue to control the duchy was because he had been suffering from pain and torment for a long time. Only the special medicine and a unique life support system provided by Frostplate could provide a normal living environment for Gamma Rank powerhouse.

Frostplate needs an agent who will faithfully obey Frostplate arrangements for a long time and provide it with honey and milk with the blood and sweat of the Frostplate Grantian.

The Grand Duke was more than willing to sell out the entire country in exchange for this means of survival. Malish did not want to repeat the Grand Duke's mistake and become a deformed monster. More importantly, being pampered, he was even less able to endure pain than the Grand Duke.

The Grand Duke didn't want him to rule the country; he wanted to drag him into this quagmire while he himself went to Frostplate to escape the suffering.

"I have no choice now... Damn it, how can I become Gamma Rank by the end of the year? But if I can't do it, he'll definitely kill me."

Malish was terrified. As an expert in manipulating souls, the Grand Duke could easily have a ghost replace his consciousness and take over his body, no matter how old he got.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want everything he had to be taken away by a ghost. He even thought that after he died, his father, who was a shaman, would use him to make a soul weapon or even transform him into Spirit Wraith, so that he would never find peace.

"No, I have to find the Frostplate Citizen. At this point, only Frostplate can save me."

Malish didn't have the courage to defy his father's authority and power. He could only ask Frostplate for help. As long as he showed loyalty and they quickly moved that old monster away, they didn't care what happened. They didn't even care if they had to recruit Grantian to fight for them.

He hurriedly ran out of the Surut Palace, boarded his hovercar, and instructed the driver:

"Go to the Frostplate Embassy, quick! I have urgent business!"

However, the next moment, a large hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"I know you're in a hurry, but listen to me, don't rush."

His body stiffened for a moment, and the next instant, he saw a handsome man slowly emerge beside him in the car's rearview mirror. The man, as if chatting with a buddy, affectionately put his arm around his shoulder and casually said:

"Don't be in such a hurry, Malish Master Malish. No matter how anxious you are, death is only a matter of time."

With the help of the light, Malish recognized the other person's face and immediately exclaimed in surprise, "You, you are Li Aoz!"

"Oh my, Malish, so you also read SnakeClear Website." Li Aoz clicked his tongue and said, "Don't be afraid, I have some questions for you."

"Forgive me for not being able to trust you. Your reputation is simply too great. As a wanted criminal by the GTB, I am genuinely afraid."

Li Aoz scoffed. "Really? Do as you please, but I promise you, as long as you behave, I won't hurt you."

Prince Malish readily raised his hands in surrender; he had just been terrified by his father and the ghost, and was now extremely afraid of dying.

Given Li Aoz's exceptional charm and good reputation among the people, he instinctively felt that Li Aoz wouldn't lie to him.

"A smart person."

Li Aoz chuckled:

"No need to find a driver. He should be sleeping in some trash can. The sanitation workers will wake him up tomorrow morning. Now I have a few questions for you, and you must answer them truthfully."

Malish nodded. "As you wish."

Li Aoz nodded and called out to the front, "Barnum, drive!"

"I'm not getting involved in this mess with you!"

Barnum, sitting in the driver's seat, retorted, instinctively shifting gears and stepping on the accelerator. The hovercar started moving, and multiple nozzles spewed flames, lifting the car off the ground. Under Barnum's control, it quickly passed through the streets and sped towards the suburbs.

"Fasten your seatbelt."

The capital was still under curfew, but no one dared to stop the vehicle because it belonged to a relative of the Grand Duke. Barnum sped along the scorched streets, and Li Aoz's questioning began.

"Please ask, I won't resist." To show his cooperation, Malish voluntarily threw away his phone and security tracker, and even obediently handed over his personal firearm.

The man before me was not only breathtakingly beautiful, but his acts of murder were also breathtaking.

Malish didn't want to die, he absolutely didn't want to die, so he simply surrendered.

Li Aoz was somewhat surprised. He looked down on this coward to some extent—they're both Beta-rank, but look at Du Zexin, a Mechanic who never backs down when charging into battle. And look at you.

The thought that the information showed that Malish was also a "Martial Artist" made Li Aoz really unable to hold back.

But since the other party is so afraid of death, interrogation is actually quite convenient.

Malish had seen Li Aoz's file, and his staff had told him that Li Aoz was brave but reckless, and there was nothing to worry about. They believed that the Frostplate Government could handle everything.

Malish thought so too: a Frostplate Citizen who hadn't even gone to university might have some Combat Power at best, but probably wouldn't be able to ask any sensitive questions.

"I'm looking for Punishment Officer Alexia Immanuel Justin," Li Aoz said calmly. "Where is she?"

These words instantly shattered the composure on Malish's face.

"You've misspoke. Are you referring to the ' Absolution Master ' or the ' Accusationer '?"

"No, sir, I know you heard me, you understand everything, it's exactly what you're thinking."

Li Aoz's tone was very calm, but the content made Malish feel as if a cruise ship was pressing on his chest.

'How could he know? We all heard it from word of mouth, there's no way he could know! He must be bluffing me, but his tone and eyes didn't lie...'

Could there be a mole within the organization?

What a joke! The only people who should know about this are him and the Grand Duke.

Would a major guild really betray such crucial information? Leaking the [Punishment Officer] information would be as terrifying as leaking nuclear codes.

Malish's heart skipped a beat, he almost choked, cold sweat beading on his forehead. His expression shifted from shock to fear, then mixed with lingering dread. Finally, his face turned grim as he stared at Li Aoz, remaining silent for a full ten seconds before saying incredulously, "You actually know about the Punishment Officer? How could you know about the Punishment Officer, and even remember her real name... This shouldn't be possible. You Frostplate Citizen, no, this is from the Old Era, how could you know such a thing?"

"This one?"

Li Aoz said matter-of-factly, "According to the Yellow Rhododendron Blood Oath, I am her fiancé. Is that a valid reason?"

I petitioned the Rebirth Studio to immediately appoint me as the number one hunter in the Qidian Games section, but they refused! And then someone used a Re45 to shatter the red armor I had painstakingly crafted.

Today's events are a profound disgrace to me, a player with a 1.1 KD ratio. I slumped into my chair, sobbing uncontrollably, my body trembling, my hands and feet ice-cold. I know that readers who see this must be heartbroken. I have made a firm resolution: to rebuild the glory of the gaming community is our inescapable duty.

Hurry up and add me on WeChat for 12.9 yuan, and while you eat the McDonald's Poor Man's Meal, I'll tell you my revenge plan.

I plan to collect 200 bars of soap, starting from the Polish border...