Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill - Chapter 229

229: 229:Message From Duchy 229: 229:Message From Duchy “Father in law… In law… Baron Fenwick… Baron FENWICKKK!” “AHHH!” Baron Fenwick snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Ethan with a jolt.

His mind kept jumping between the Ethan he had met before leaving, then to the huge boulder split cleanly into two with raw strength, and now to this scene in front of him.

“You… Are you human?” PFFTTT!

Ethan spurted out the tea he had just taken.

It sprayed out in a thin mist as he blinked rapidly in shock.

“Are you trying to be funny here?” “Do my face tell you that?

I am seriously asking?” Baron Fenwick squinted at him, leaning forward with a stiff expression.

“Why is there such an anomaly in this wasteland?” “What do you mean?” Ethan asked with a light frown.

He placed the cup down and wiped the corner of his mouth.

“What is your age now?” “Around 34…” Ethan murmured, scratching his cheek casually.

“34 and you are already at the Master Stage.

And I don’t think you are at an early or intermediate stage.” ‘Master… Huh.’ ‘If this guy hears that I am King Stage he might die of a heart attack.’ For the sanity and life of the man before him, Ethan kept quiet and simply nodded.

“The youngest one to become Master Stage is around 48 or something in Ruthiana.

And now Duchess Emma breaking through to Master at 61 already puts her at the top of the list, yet you…” “You are praising me too much.

What about the Empire?” Ethan shrugged it off, waving his hand lazily.

Baron Fenwick slammed his palm on the table with frustration and shouted, “That’s totally different.” “The resources they have are completely on another level.

Do you know some noble families’ control of land is as big as Ruthiana itself?” “…” “So it is better not to compare ourselves to those monsters for our sanity.” “I am not comparing, rather it is your… Also, shouldn’t you get to the point and tell me the reason you are here?” Ethan asked while wiping his lips again.

Baron Fenwick’s expression eased a little.

He took a deep breath, reached into his coat, and pulled out a sealed letter.

He held it out with both hands toward Ethan.

“You didn’t tamper with it right?” Ethan asked while taking the letter, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Like hell I would… We are family… I won’t be an idiot to cause trouble to my own members..” “Who is family with you!” Ethan snorted sharply and opened the letter.

Baron Fenwick scowled at the reaction but kept quiet.

Ethan’s brows slowly furrowed as he read.

Then his eyes widened, the surprise on his face clear.

Baron Fenwick tried to lean over and sneak a peek.

He stretched his neck like a curious crow.

But Ethan swatted him away without looking.

“Do you want to know?” “If possible, yes!” Baron Fenwick said instantly.

His voice cracked a little from his eagerness.

“In your dreams.

It’s very very very important…” Ethan spoke, dragging out the words while squeezing out a devilish smile.

Seeing that smile, Baron Fenwick’s fists tightened.

He really wanted to punch Ethan in the face but forced himself to hold back.

His jaw clenched as he turned his head away, trying to calm the irritation building inside him.

Ethan folded the letter slowly and tucked it inside his coat with calm movements, as if he was purposely dragging it to irritate the older man even more.

Baron Fenwick took a deep breath through his nose.

His shoulders rose and fell stiffly.

He looked like he was fighting the urge to flip the table.

…… “So, it’s here huh?” Rina spoke softly as she caressed the slight bump on her tummy.

Her eyes held a gentle warmth.

“It seems your daddy is going to bring a new brother for you.

He is so naughty.” At the side, Sophia also acted pitiful and added, “Yeah… Your daddy is a bad wolf who is devouring sheep here and there without even leaving bones.” A thick vein bulged on Ethan’s forehead as he listened to the two of them talk.

He closed his eyes for a second and let out a slow breath.

“Can you two please stop it?” “It’s not good prenatal education.” Hearing this, both Rina and Sophia shut their lips at the same time.

They exchanged a quick glance.

“Does it really make any difference?” Rina asked after a moment.

“I don’t know but all kids have been well behaved except Miranda I guess…” “Well behaved!” Ethan muttered and rubbed his temple as Ray’s rotten face and the others flashed in his mind.

“Well, we can say so.” Rina chuckled softly then asked, “So when are you leaving?” “Tomorrow.

He asked me to come urgently.” “It seems he is eager to proceed with the marriage,” Sophia said, turning toward Rina.

Rina nodded slowly.

“Of course he would be in hurry.

After all, if there is a tiny bit of delay the King might announce a betrothal.

After that it is hard to break.” “Then why hasn’t he made any announcement till now?” Sophia asked, her gaze filled with doubt.

“It’s because he is busy with the foils as per the report.” As Ethan said this he could not help but feel uneasy.

With every subtle event happening around him, he felt he was becoming more and more of an eyesore in the King’s eyes.

For some reason, thinking of the King gave him deja vu.

One moment the man looked foolish and the next moment he looked intelligent and sharp.

Ethan could not decide which one was real.

“Before that, Rina, any tips about the Princes…” Rina frowned deeply.

She pressed a finger to her lips and thought for a while.

“I can only say that don’t underestimate them.

The King had countless sons but the Second and Third Prince are chief contenders.

The First Prince was born from a maid when the King was just a Prince so there is no chance he’s gonna inherit.” “As for the others, there are many to keep tabs on but they don’t have much force underneath.” Ethan nodded as he tried to recall the reports.

Even though his shadow forces had collected information, most of it was only common hearsay.

They still had to plant their roots deeper.

And all of this brought him a lot of headache.

Because political battles, irrespective of the world, were always a pain in the ass.