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Chapter 229: Meet the Spear Saint

    Chapter 229: Meet the Spear Saint


    Abyssal Terra / Floor 3


    Sector 2 / Eria


    The Pce /


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    "Mama!"


    A three-year-old boy running towards Frida.


    "Junior!"


    Frida catches the jumping little boy in her arm.


    They were watching the sight of a child waiting for his mother to return.


    "Did you be a good boy while mom was away?"


    "Yes! Papa and I were watching you from the watchtower!"


    The little boy  Frida''s kid was so cute. Ars'' wives could not stand the cuteness of Junior.


    "Mama."


    Junior realized Ars'' wife''s gaze toward him. He tried to take cover on his mother.


    Ars'' wives realized what they were doing was just creepy for the kid.


    "We''re sorry, Miss Frida! We didn''t mean to look at him like that!"


    "Y-yeah! He is just too cute."


    "I wonder Ars'' child in mine would be that cute."


    The oldest person in wives'' group whispered something quite embarrassing she regrets her words.


    "I-I mean, yeah, he is so cute!"


    The others were clearly hearing what Diana just said. But they chose not to bring up that because that would be so embarrassed for Diana.


    ''But I did not think Miss Diana really wanted a child from Ars.''


    ''She said she might be too old to bear a child. Yet she really wanted one.''


    "Hmph!"


    "Did Huxian just brag about herself?"


    While the wives group busy with themselves, Frida put down Junior. Junior then running to the back, where a man in Knight outfit standing.


    Ars'' wives finally realized that there is somebody standing behind Frida.


    A man in blueish ck knight outfit. With a handsome, gentle face. For one reason, the man looks alike, like Junior. Or Junior is the one who looks alike, like the man.


    "Let me introduce, this is my husband, Dimitri. Junior''s father."


    "What a simple introduction."


    Just like what happened to Junior, Dimitri was looked at in awe by Ars'' wives.


    "We are sorry! We did not mean to look at him like that!"


    "Y-yeah. He is just, so handsome. But I am more of a wild man like Ars than a prince type."


    "But Ars could be a prince type sometimes."


    Did not do anything wrong, Dimitri got judged by Ars'' wives.


    "No, can''t do!"


    "What did you say?!"


    After a peace introduction, the atmosphere became noisy because two adult men shouting at each other, again.


    "What do you mean, I don''t have to build my own pce?!"


    "Because that is necessary! These three pces alone have lots of empty rooms! You don''t have to build a new one!"


    Ars protested that he was not allowed to build his own pce.


    Troy tries to convince Ars that he doesn''t need to build a new pce. He can use the pces that already exist.


    "Now-now. Ars, don''t be that upset. We are just arrived. Let''s have a rest first."


    "And, please don''t keep trying to make noise in people''s homes."


    Arlene and Elisa try to calm Ars down.


    They just arrived at Floor 3, yet Ars already makes a fewmotions.


    When still in Floor 2, Ars never act like that before; noisy and grumpy. But when he met Troy, they were both like the maic poles of the same type being brought together; eventually rejecting each other.


    "The decision whether you can build a new pce or not will be made after deciding our ns for the future. While waiting for that period, you can use Pce of Ganesha if you want. You can also remodel the design to your liking."


    Frida arrives by making a wise offer to Ars.


    That eventually made Ars calm down. But Elisa worried about something.


    "Won''t that make Mr. Shiva offended, to give his pce to Ars?"


    "Please don''t worry. Shiva''s daily work was just sleeping after all. He wouldn''t even be offended by being given a cave house as long as he could sleep peacefully."


    What a strange guy.


    After being given such an exnation, Ars epted the offer peacefully.


    They finally could proceed to Pce of Mus.


    "But before that, can I ask you to meet the Spear Saint first?"


    Hearing the word Saint, who showed surprise, were Ars'' wives.


    They almost forgot that the living Saint was in this Floor 3, somewhere in the three Pce.


    "She is in her room in Pce of Horus. If your wives want to go meet her too, she definitely would wee them. Is that okay, King?"


    Before Frida takes Ars to her pce, she needs the King''s approval.


    "Yeah, of course. She must have a question or two for him. Then I''ll wait in the throne room."


    With that, Troy makes his leave to Pce of Mus.


    "Please follow me."


    Meanwhile, Frida leads Ars and his wives to the location where the Saint is.


    ~


    Pce of Horus /


    A small pce which only has three floors.


    However, it''s uniqueness is the Watchtower that is 100m tall.


    Being owned by a female leader, Pce of Horus is a beautiful ce. There are many flower pots and beautiful paintings hanging on the walls.


    "Lady Jeanne is in this living room."


    They were on the third floor, in front of a wide door leading to the living room.


    "But I ask that you don''t meet her in a group like this. If I may suggest, please meet her yourself first, Ars."


    Given such a suggestion, Ars immediately went into the living room without knocking and went straight inside.


    The living room has one round table with four chairs in the middle. Around there are several sofas and decorations that create a calming atmosphere.


    All the living room windows were opened wide. The iing light illuminates almost all sides of the room.


    "So, you havee."


    Inside the spacious living room, a blonde-haired grown woman wore a jeans style clothing sit in one chair, waiting for Ars toe.


    Ars did not give a single word while walking. He first sits on opposite of the woman, with his favorite chair.


    The woman  Jeanne, a little surprised at what Ars could do.


    Before starting the conversation, Ars first gave a tiny, beautiful box to Jeanne.


    "A merchandise from Floor 2."


    Previously, Ars looked like he had no manners. Yet he only had high self-esteem and ss in behavior.


    "May I open it now?"


    "Sure."


    What''s inside Ars''s gift box is a gold ne with a medal in the shape of one spear, one sword, and one staff, in one circle.


    That medal represented the three Light Saint.


    "It is a production item from Ars Toy Factory, which was recently released. But the gold one is a special product and costs 1k ABC."


    Hearing Ars'' words, Jeanne felt nostalgic, grateful, amused and a little pissed at the same time.


    "Thanks. Your demeanor really reminds me of Satria."


    "Don''t equate me with that shorty."


    "You don''t like him. You are more brash than him. But that''s what makes me like you."


    "Sorry but, I already have six on my arm."


    "You... really not alike like Satria."


    "But I''m amazed. You are still beautiful despite being a  "


    "Go on and I''ll kick you back to Floor 2."


    The first time Ars entered the room, Jeanne gave a dark and heavy impression. However, Ars'' small talk made Jeanne a little cheerful.


    "Okay, I''ll go straight to the main question. Did Satria died as well?"


    "Nah. He went to buy milk but nevere back."


    What an unexpected yet amusing answer.


    Jeanne can''t hide her amusing and pissed expression.


    "All right, that''s all I want to ask. You could go, or do you have a question to me?"


    At that question, Ars stands up. That means he does not have a question.


    "I''ll pass on this one. Need to set my Pce first. After all, you''re always here, right?"


    Jeanne smiled bitterly at Ars'' question.


    That ended their brief encounter.
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