"Thank you for the comfort."
After Hua An and Mo Feng heard Ian's prediction—prophecy—their eyes lit up in unison, only to dim again as they grew discouraged. "But with things as they are, even if what you said is true, Ian, there's nothing we can do to the Central Laboratory—if nothing else, I can already feel it."
"This place will soon become a battlefield for high-energy-level Ascenders from every side... I just don't know whether their battle will damage the Central Laboratory."
I'll hold back as much as possible. In truth, no one should damage it.
Mikael replied politely: But that is merely an estimate; it is not something I alone can decide. My apologies, Fairy ladies. If an opportunity arises, I will try to recover your friends' souls.
To be honest, Ian thought that would be rather difficult. It was not that he doubted Mikael's promise. The Second Prince would surely grin so wide his teeth showed at something like this—Grand Duke Solin's people had lost their minds and attacked Fairies, while he, acting as a champion of justice, helped the Fairies reclaim their companions' souls...
Good heavens, Mikael was even wondering whether Grand Duke Solin had handed him this assist.
One had to know that if one wanted to forge ties with Fairies, to become genuine friends with them... one either had to be like Ian and Phoenix Count, possessing Fairy Bloodline oneself and truly resembling a Fairy. Phoenix Count had been a renowned handsome man in the Imperial Capital during his youth; the fact that even with his temperament, he could find a whole host of marriage alliances was proof enough.
And his personality was, in fact, Fairy-like in a rather negative sense... Though he was not particularly popular, Phoenix Count was genuinely acknowledged as one of