At the same time, the doors of the training hall burst open as if a storm had arrived. The impact broke the hinges of the gates, but Klaus did not care. He stepped inside in a hurry and closed the distance with Ethan in an instant; his presence was radiating overwhelmingly, making it obvious that he was not here for regular training lessons.
"Master, I have no idea what you are talking about. What is a classified record?" Ethan replied with a plain expression. He tried to keep his voice steady despite the pressure.
Ethan gulped, feeling the weight of the accusation. "I don’t know what you are talking about."
The color drained from Ethan’s face. His previous ignorant expression turned grim. The gravity of the situation became clear to him in that instant. He realized that he might have caused a serious problem for his master.
"No!!!!" Klaus glared at Ethan, his patience already exhausted. "I will retrieve it myself. Tell me where the record is!!" Klaus demanded hurriedly, making Ethan shiver for a moment.
Klaus looked at Ethan with a disappointed expression. His gaze softened slightly, but the frustration remained. "Why did you do this, Ethan? You handed that parchment to the last person I wanted."
"But with what you have done now, the empire’s image in William’s eyes will be ruined for hiding the dishonour done to the remains of his dead brother." His voice carried disappointment mixed with concern.
Ethan hurriedly spoke while keeping his head bowed, unwilling to meet his master’s eyes.
"THAT DOESN’T MATTER!" Klaus’s expression turned visibly annoyed as he rubbed his face in exasperation, trying to control his frustration.
Klaus gritted his teeth in frustration. "He is your classmate, right? What do you think he will do after knowing the truth??" He asked, expecting an honest answer.
"I think the Pope is too strong for him to kill. Do you think he will wait??" Klaus asked, trying to evaluate the situation logically.
Klaus looked at the clueless Ethan with a troubled expression. His thoughts seemed conflicted. He turned and walked out of the room, with Ethan following closely behind him, curious about where his master was heading.
"Brian!!" Klaus called out.
"What would you do if someone killed your brother and disrespected his dead body in front of the whole public?" Klaus asked. His question was direct and carried emotional weight.
Klaus nodded slightly. "I was just making sure I am not overthinking," he said with a troubled expression, though his tone suggested otherwise.
The Sword Saint shook his head. "I am going to be out for a few days," he said while looking at Brian. His decision seemed final. "Keep an eye on this brat," he added, turning his head toward Ethan.
Both Brian and Ethan looked up at the sky with different emotions on their faces. One was confused, the other uneasy. Then suddenly, Brian looked down at Ethan. "What did you do??" His tone carried suspicion.
Academy Domain...
"After that, I just got into my carriage and left William stand behind it. I advised Tammy to savor the present. She was initially perplexed, but her look was worth observing when the vehicle moved and William’s face emerged. I even painted a close-up of her face. Take a look."
She showed an oil painting framed in polished wood. The craftsmanship of the frame reflected elegance and care. However, all that elegance faded when Yue’s eyes fell on the subject of the painting, which was a close-up portrait of Tamasya with a flushed face.
Andrea’s crazy artistic skills did not surprise her. Andrea had always been inclined toward elegant and creative pursuits such as art, music, poetry, and tea. In fact, Yue felt a sense of relief seeing Andrea return to her hobbies that she had abandoned after being burdened by her responsibilities as an Astral Warden.
"The most surprising thing was that she acted like a shy girl instead of her usual domineering self, not even meeting his eyes. Then, suddenly, William spoke, and Tammy disappeared out of thin air after getting flustered. I wish I could hear what he had said," Andrea spoke with a light chuckle, clearly entertained by the memory.
Andrea stopped chuckling, though her expression remained relaxed. "I know, it was not like I was delibrately focusing on them, it was accidental, but don’t forget her cultivation is sealed, so I doubt she even realized."
Andrea nodded half-heartedly. "I will gift this painting to William at the wedding. I have made another one from William’s perspective, too. I will give that to Tammy." Her tone suggested she had already decided.
Yue’s lips curled slightly. "Now you are just making me anxious about not being able to come up with a good gift for their wedding. It is strange, though. I would have never expected a few thousand years ago as Anne got married, the remaining out of us three, the first one to find a partner would be the hot-tempered lass, one who almost became a god and once used to kill thousands of people a day with ruthlessness."
Andrea nodded in agreement. "That is why I want you to do a divination about William’s future, so that we can take precautionary steps and prevent Tamasya from losing someone important in the future. He has already attracted the attention of Amon at such a young age. We need to make sure that he is safe until he can stand on his own feet." Her voice carried a sense of responsibility.
Yue’s expression turned serious. She nodded slowly, understanding the weight of the request.
Andrea then straightened and made a few light gestures, and a projection materialized on the table. The image showed a figure floating at the entrance of her office amidst the clouds.
"Klaus???"