Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 210 - 142 Headshot(1)_2

Chapter 210: Chapter 142 Headshot(1)_2

Yet before the two could reach the carriage, they saw Qin Chu suddenly extend an arm in front of it. Following that, a small hand wrapped in a red silk glove rested on Qin Chu’s shoulder, a fiery rose blooming under the moonlit night: it was Catherine, the Crimson Valkyrie.

Then there was Wozworth’s so-called cousin, Violet.

Their appearance with Qin Chu was not surprising, after all, they lived in Qin Chu’s palace... But what astonished Wozworth and the Prince was that after the two alighted from the carriage, Qin Chu did not leave; he maintained his gentlemanly posture.

This caused Wozworth and the Prince to frown deeply. Could there be someone else?

It couldn’t be Angelica, could it?

Even though Mr. Brave was very fond of Angelica, she was but a maid and did not have the qualifications to attend such a banquet.

Soon, they saw a slender arm, encased in a white lace glove, lightly resting on Qin Chu’s arm. Even through the silky fabric, one could sense the skin underneath was smooth as ice and snow.

A glimpse of pure white emerged from the carriage.

An elegant dress accentuated a graceful figure, pristine yet bewitching, seductive without being ostentatious.

Any onlooker’s gaze would be stolen by this striking sight; her arrival destined to be the brightest flower at the banquet from the very moment she made her entrance.

However, the faces of both Wozworth and the Prince darkened in an instant.

Because, they recognized the identity of this pure white figure.

It was Antasia.

The fiancée of the Prince.

The would-be Prince Consort, the future Princess.

How could Antasia appear with Qin Chu?

In a flash, some of the Nobles present couldn’t help but whisper among themselves, given that aside from other matters, Mr. Brave’s relationships with women had always been criticized.

The Prince’s expression turned venomous in an instant; that damned Qin Chu had once again brought shame upon him publicly.

His eyes blazed with flames, as if he wished he could charge forward and incinerate Qin Chu to ashes right then and there.

And then there was Antasia, the shameless woman. Didn’t she know her own status? As his fiancée, about to be married, she was actually spending time with another man. Where was he supposed to put his face, as her betrothed?

Where was the decency in all this?

Originally, the Prince wanted to humiliate Antasia so that she couldn’t stand it any longer and would leave of her own accord, not interfering with his affair with Rose Vesper. But he hadn’t expected that before he could even begin to humiliate Antasia, it would be his own face that was lost.

His teeth ground together with a creaking sound as his body trembled violently.

Wozworth, on the other hand, maintained his composure. Although he also harbored a bellyful of rage, he could keep it in check. Taking a deep breath, Wozworth’s face immediately returned to normal as he laughed boisterously and greeted the newcomers: "Qin, you’ve finally arrived; I thought you wouldn’t give this old brother face and would skip the engagement banquet of my son’s betrothed..."

"How could that be..." Qin Chu laughed heartily as well: "Whose face could I ignore, but never yours, old brother."

"For the sake of your dignity, old brother, I’ve gone to great lengths," said Qin Chu, patting Wozworth’s shoulder gently, his words laden with meaning.

Wozworth’s eyes narrowed slightly at this, but he knew this was not the time for such discussions. He gave the Prince behind him a look, and Lance managed to suppress the urge to explode with rage and instead came forward to welcome Antasia.

With the arrival of Qin Chu and Antasia, the banquet finally began.

Amidst the classical and elegant music, which Qin Chu didn’t really enjoy, people mingled with drinks in hand, indulging in fine wines and pastries.

For these Nobles, the banquet was also an excellent opportunity to build their networks. They huddled into different cliques, whispering among themselves, while Lance took Antasia around to greet one Noble after another.

As for Qin Chu, he was pulled aside into a corner by Wozworth.

"Qin, what in the world is going on? How come you arrived with my son’s bride-to-be? You didn’t lay your hands on Antasia, did you?" Wozworth demanded, his face full of wariness.

This was nearly a scandal for the Royal Family.

"How could that be? Do you think I’m that kind of person?" Qin Chu replied, his voice tinged with annoyance.

"Isn’t that so?" Wozworth shot back uncompromisingly.

Qin Chu seemed helpless. He took a sip of his drink before slowly beginning: "Old brother, I took Antasia in entirely for the sake of your honor, sacrificing my own reputation. Don’t wrongly accuse the innocent."

"Did you know, Princess Antasia, after passing by the Conrad Demon Nest, encountered Assassins? Morton must have told you about this, right?"

Wozworth nodded. Of course, he knew about it. He was even well aware of whose Assassin those men were... Damn it, they intended to blow up the Demon Nest and pin Antasia’s death on the demons. Unexpectedly, they also blasted the Hero, and even killed dozens of elite Guard Knights from the Guard Knight Order, a not-insignificant loss.

"Then do you know, what sort of treatment miss Antasia received when she came to the Imperial City, all ragged and dusty?"

"Due to the assassination attempt, Miss Antasia was in quite a disheveled state, and she was mocked by Nobles, big and small, right at the city gates. Lance just stood by and watched his fiancée being insulted without lifting a finger..."