Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1947

Chapter 1947: Chapter 1947: Meeting the Prince of Holmes_1 Chapter 1947: Chapter 1947: Meeting the Prince of Holmes_1 The grandeur of the Holmes Imperial Palace was extremely impressive, making it quite eye-catching in the entire Sky City, so it was easy to find.

Ethan Smith made his way to the vicinity of the Holmes Imperial Palace.

The strict security he had imagined was non-existent, and there were only two guards at the entrance.

Moreover, these two guards seemed quite lackadaisical, standing there chatting idly.

Ethan Smith frowned slightly, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The Holmes royal family really seemed to be in decline, showing no sign of their royal status.

Subsequently, Ethan Smith approached the entrance with a nervous heart.

The two guards looked at Ethan Smith, and they seemed to recognize him, their eyes filled with surprise.

“You're not here to ask for the Holmes Royal Family's protection, are you? If so, I advise you to leave right away,” one of the guards shook his head first.

Ethan Smith quickly waved his hands, saying, “Of course not, I just have a few questions for the Prince of Holmes to help me clarify, I wonder if it's possible…”

“Ah, to see the Prince, that's no problem,” the two people breathed a sigh of relief.

“You follow me,” one of the guards said.

Ethan Smith said in surprise, “That's it? Don't you need to report inside?”

One of the guards laughed, “This is where you are uninformed. The Prince is very amiable and does not require reporting.”

Ethan Smith agreed with a sound, not saying anything more.

Following this guard, he stepped into the palace of the Holmes royal family.

The palace was indeed grand and luxurious, and as soon as he entered, he could see a few sanctums, seemingly left by former residents.

There were several names marked on the stage, and these people seemed to record the once glorious past of the Holmes family.

However, apart from these, there was no royal style left, even a city lord's mansion couldn't compare.

This guard led Ethan Smith to a side room, which according to the guard's explanation, was the Prince's study, where he would often read books.

“You wait here for a moment, I'll let the Prince know,” the guard said.

Ethan Smith bowed slightly without saying much.

Less than half a second after the guard went in, he came out.

“Alright, you can go in,” the guard said.

“Thank you,” Ethan Smith bowed.

Then, Ethan Smith entered this side room.

The room was even smaller than he had imagined, more like a horse stall, and at this moment the Prince was sitting there reading a book, with several bowls of medicine next to him.

“*Cough Cough…*” The familiar cough of the Prince entered Ethan Smith's ears.

He put down the book in his hand, smiled, and waved, “Mr. Smith, please sit.”

This prince indeed had no airs about him, entirely different from what Ethan had imagined.

Ethan Smith bowed slightly to him before sitting across from him.

“I've met the Prince of Holmes,” Ethan Smith courteously said.

The Prince waved his hand and laughed, “Now the Prince of Holmes is just an empty title, there's no need for Mr. Smith to be so polite.”

Ethan Smith didn't say much, and quietly released a divine sense, scanning the prince. To his surprise, the Prince's cultivation was not strong, just like Ethan, in the Returning Void Early Stage.

“Mr. Smith came to find me for yesterday's temple fair, right?” the Prince took the initiative to say.

Ethan nodded and said, “Indeed, I just don't know if it's convenient for the Prince.”

“Just say it, I'll do my best to help if I know anything… *cough cough…*” The Prince said, looking rather weak.

Ethan Smith said solemnly, “I want to know the actual cultivation of the obsession of preaching yesterday. Did he ever step into the Immortal Emperor realm?”

The Prince couldn't help but laugh at his words.

He shook his head and said, “Of course not, the Holmes Royal Family has never produced an Immortal Emperor, and that obsession you saw yesterday was also the last tribulation period of the Holmes family.”

Hearing these words, Ethan Smith breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he hadn't stepped into the Immortal Emperor realm, it meant his conjecture was correct.

Because if someone had truly entered the Immortal Emperor realm, it would be like stepping out of the rules and no longer needing to comprehend the universe.

“He once tried to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm, but ultimately failed,” the Prince lamented.

“If he had truly entered the Immortal Emperor realm, the current Holmes Royal Family would not have fallen to this point.”

Ethan Smith nodded slightly, this was indeed true.

If a family produced an Immortal Emperor, they would be able to ensure many years of prosperity, even if they couldn't maintain their royal status, at least they could be on par with the Monohorse Hall, instead of being a caged canary raised by others.

Throughout the entire Holy Region and even the entire cultivation history, any sect would decline, but it would take a very long time since the resources and bloodline left by their ancestors would be enough for their long-lasting prosperity.

Of course, the Immortal Slaying Sect was an exception, a sect that once commanded the entire cultivation world but vanished in a short period, this becoming one of the wondrous stories of the Holy Region.

“Did the Prince gain any insights from yesterday's temple fair?” Ethan Smith asked tentatively.

The Prince shook his head and sighed, “Our Holmes family is like being cursed, with extremely low cultivation talent, so what insights could I have?”

Saying this, he said somewhat self-mockingly, “Now I have nothing left but to read books every day, relying on medicine to survive, just waiting for death.”

Ethan Smith also felt a little sad, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh softly.

“On the other hand, Mr. Smith, as a chaotic body and daring to challenge the Wilson family, you must have gained some insights,” the Prince said.

Ethan Smith did not hide anything, and he told the Prince all his inner thoughts without reservation.

After listening, the Prince had a look of surprise on his face and then said with emotion, “It is indeed Mr. Smith, such talent is really enviable.”

“Your Highness overpraises me,” Ethan Smith shook his head.

At this point, Ethan Smith suddenly changed the topic and said, “Hasn't the Prince ever thought of restoring the past glory of the Holmes family? Will you really be content to let this family decline generation after generation?”

The Prince smiled bitterly and said, “I don't want to either, but there's nothing I can do without cultivation talent. If it weren't for the nine great families giving us some thin face, the Holmes family would have disappeared by now.”

Ethan Smith was silent, and he scanned the palace with his divine sense, indeed as the Prince had said, not even one strong cultivator could be found in the entire palace.

It seemed that the current Prince had really given up.

“May I ask what your illness is?” Ethan Smith asked.

The Prince shook his head and said, “I don't know either; all I know is that the nine great families have sent people to check my body, but no one has a solution.”

Ethan Smith was silent for a moment, and then continued, “Is it congenital?”

“No, it's not,” the Prince shook his head, “I fell seriously ill when I was fifteen years old after my father's death, and since then, I've contracted this strange disease.”

“When you were fifteen years old?” Ethan Smith was slightly surprised and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.