1613 Whos Eating the Girls? Part One (2/2)

The people had immediately forgotten all his achievements in the past, just because he had failed once. They regarded him as a prodigy just half a year ago, but now they were scolding the crap out of him!

”Cairo was in a pretty bad spot not long time ago. Many people were thinking of running away from the city, but the person in charge of maintaining the city's order failed to protect your image. He used violence on the people who were resisting, damaging your reputation… General Ethan, you shouldn't let it bother you too much. It's normal to have ups and downs in the military. Besides, Haken is getting old. His conservative approach will never bring peace to Cairo. You will soon show the world who the true prodigy of Cairo is!” Kevin declared firmly.

”Who's in charge of the city?” Ethan demanded.

”It's Saks, sir. Didn't you reassign him to the city after demoting him?” Kevin replied.

”Humph, he still can't do his job right! Ask him to come see me on the Cairo Hotel's rooftop!” Ethan ordered.

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The Cairo Hotel's rooftop had an indoor swimming pool built with reinforced glass. Ethan had asked his men to seal off the perimeter before going inside the building.

A gorgeous young woman in a white bikini was swimming in the clear water. She had a slim waist and long, slender legs. She looked like an alluring snake woman as she wriggled her hips after diving into the water.

Ethan stood at the side of the pool. He immediately grabbed a towel and waited respectfully when he saw her coming out of the water.

The little beauty ignored him. A white bathrobe some distance away flew at her after she waved her hand, wrapping around her gently.

”There was a slight accident.” General Ethan did not feel awkward at all. He placed the towel down and poured the little beauty a glass of juice. He placed it on the table beside her deck chair.

”I know,” the little beauty said.

”Is the entrance to the Underworld really open?” General Ethan asked.

”What do you think that red deathlight was!?” the little beauty replied impatiently.

”I was just making sure… the situation is no longer in our favor. I might have a problem becoming the Commander-in-chief. Khafre's invasion wasn't as fierce as I imagined, and Haken has now earned a lot of support. We can't let Haken stay as the Commander any further. Why don't you Summon your people and defeat Haken's army so he will struggle in the fourth phase? Once Haken fails to fend off the scorpions and snakes, I can reclaim the position from him. We'll put on an act again and pretend that my army has won the war!” Ethan suggested.

The little beauty looked at him in disgust.

”Put on an act? In what way? My army will tear your men to pieces, and your soldiers will blast my people to death, too. You've thrown away your only chance of securing full control over Cairo. I won't do anything stupid again with you,” the little beauty said.

”I can only help you with your goal once I have full control over Cairo. We should figure out a way to turn the tables around since we are working together now. Another thing... that Mo Fan is nothing but trouble for us. He will soon report my deeds to the International Military Tribunal. If the people found out how I've been winning the battles against the army of scorpions and snakes, my reputation will be damaged once again, even if they don't have any solid evidence to prove I'm guilty. We will be even further away from our goals!” Ethan said.

”That means our cooperation has come to an end,” the little beauty said coldly.

”What do you mean!?” Ethan asked in a heavy voice.

The little beauty was about to say something when she felt a strong pulse in her mind. Her expression shifted as she rose to her feet anxiously.

”That annoying prick! Wait here, I'll be back soon,” the little beauty said.

Ethan was confused, but he did not ask about it as he watched her leave.

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The little beauty in the bathrobe took the lift to one of the presidential suites on the top floors.

”Come in,” Mo Fan said.

”Here's your drink!” Apas indifferently placed her glass of juice in front of Mo Fan.

”I'm bored with cultivating. Sing me a song,” Mo Fan opened his eyes and looked at Apas, who had turned into a different person.

”I don't know how!” Apas answered, clenching his teeth.

”Then you must know how to dance. Why don't you dance slowly, strip off your bathrobe… fine, no dancing, stop acting like you're trying to take me down with you. Why is your hair wet? Oh, did you go swimming? I'm thinking of going for a swim, too. Did you go to the pool on the roof?” Mo Fan stood up and stretched.

He had finally recovered after resting for a few days. He had been completely worn out after signing the Contract with Apas.

”I'm leaving if there's nothing else!” Apas said.

”By the way, you haven't told me what level are you among the Medusae? Why do you look exactly like a human? Why do you have such good-looking legs, instead of the lower body of a snake?” Mo Fan squinted as he stared at Apas' slender legs.

Apas did not answer the question. She stood there silently, raising her chin proudly.