Chapter 529 (1/2)

Chapter 529: The Returned Witch

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

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Two days later, Kyle Sichi bade farewell to Roland.

“Don’t you want to spend a couple more days in King’s City?” Roland jokingly asked, “This is the center of Graycastle, the best place to have fun within the Kingdom. If you miss it now, it may not be here next time.”

“I’m not you; I don’t want to have an unfinished romance here.” Kyle rolled his eyes and said, “There’s still a lot of work to do in the laboratory and the plant. It’s best for me to return to the City of Neverwinter if you want the production line of gunpowder to run smoothly.”

His reply made Roland depressed. After the situation settled down, the atmosphere in the city was a little strange: First, many women claimed to be his lovers, followed then by their illegitimate children. Of course, he knew these were all rumors. Nevertheless, he could not stop the rumors from confounding the truth. Especially, when his history was so notorious. No matter how bizarre the stories were, they would still sound convincing to some… He could only get Theo to come forward and compel the Rats to eradicate the rumors.

“Alright.” He was speechless for a while before he nodded and said, “I’ll arrange a paddle steamer to send you back to the Western Region. Thank you for your hard work over the past few days.”

“As long as you know it,” Kyle said while shaking his beard. He left after paying respect by covering his chest with one hand.

“This guy’s really ungrateful.” Roland twitched his lips but didn’t take it personally. He even started happily singing.

“You seem very happy surrounded by so many women,” said a cold voice behind him.

“Ahem…” He was almost choked by his own saliva. “What’re you talking about?! They were just trying to get some money out of me by saying that. I’m sure you know that.”

“How, how would I know?” Nightingale said in a panic.

“Oh? You really don’t know?” Roland retorted. “I thought you’ve investigated everyone here.”

“… Okay,” Nightingale revealed herself. She turned around and sat on the table. Staring down at him, she said, “I have indeed gone on an investigation. It was, however, because I was worried about your safety and afraid you’ll let dangerous people into the palace. Do you understand?”

“I understand,” he said, trying not to laugh. But, the next words Nightingale said froze the smile on his face.

“Most of their statements were false. What about Miss Kingfisher and Mrs. Rother? They were not lying!”

“Damn Yorko, I didn’t expect her to actually keep it in mind after the last cover-up.” Roland silently cursed the “old friend” a million times. While staring seriously into her eyes, he said, “I didn’t lie to you… The Prince Roland whom they were talking about wasn’t me. You should be able to tell that I’m not lying.”

Nightingale was feeling slightly uncomfortable being stared at and averted her eyes. “So, it’s a misunderstanding? They thought it was you, but you weren’t there? ”