The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness - Chapter 251



29. New Appointment

“The hardest thing, huh?”

Hearing Audric III’s words, Mu En couldn’t help but feel a moment of daze.

It is indeed very difficult.

Because looking back on the journey he has taken, everything he faced was none other than the most terrifying things in this world.

The God of Decay.

The King of Withering.

The Silent Moon.

The evil gods that others might never be entangled with in their lifetime, yet they clustered around him like a swarm.

And even now, as the curtain is about to fall, he could only say that he has temporarily gained a bit of leisure time; what the future holds, no one can say for certain.

“But… we can only move forward, right?” Mu En smiled and said.

“……”

Audric III looked deeply at Mu En, paused in silence, and suddenly said:

“Then you can leave.”

“Eh?”

“I said you can leave.”

Audric said expressionlessly:

“The words have been said; do you really want to stay here for dinner? Let me remind you, you little brat, as a father, though quite incompetent, I can’t stand your scoundrel face that would charm countless young girls!”

“……”

Mu En’s mouth twitched violently.

Just now, when he came in, he called him the Campbell kid, but now that he has tested the waters, he calls him a little brat. Who is the real scoundrel here, huh!

“Then I shall take my leave, Your Majesty.”

Mu En respectfully placed a hand on his chest and bowed before turning to leave.

Yet, the moment he stepped out of the room, Mu En seemed to hear the emperor’s almost inaudible murmur.

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“Mu En Campbell, wanting to become my daughter’s husband is not so easy.”

“……”

……

After Mu En left.

Audric III remained standing with his hands clasped behind his back, quietly watching the setting sun completely sink below the horizon.

The world gradually fell into endless night, and stars twinkled in the sky above, a profound silence engulfing this man who stood still like a statue.

“Come and catch me.”

“Haha, you can’t catch me, you can’t catch me…”

The sudden clamor, carried by the wind, interrupted Audric’s contemplation; he knew it was his eldest son, who had always been a bit slow-witted, starting to play around with his maid again.

Carefree.

Out of place.

“How long until Celicia’s birthday?”

In this seemingly solitary room, Audric suddenly asked.

“Back to Your Majesty, there are eight months and thirteen days left.” A hoarse voice emerged from the shadows.

“Eight months, huh?”

Audric lowered his head, watching the city as the lights gradually flickered on, a profound light finally surfacing in his deep-set eyes, one that was difficult to decipher.

“That’s a bit too long.”

He sighed heavily, retracting his hand into his sleeve to conceal the cracks on his wrist, which even Mu’en, who had been so close just moments ago, had not noticed—cracks that resembled those of the shattered railing.

……

……

“Ha… as expected of Your Majesty, the pressure is immense.”

Once he had walked out of the line of sight of the two royal guards along the corridor, Mu’en finally let out a long breath.

It was just a few words exchanged, yet it felt far more exhausting than a battle.

This made Mu’en sigh; in terms of making one’s legs feel weak, the father and daughter truly shared an exceptional talent.

Lost in thought, Mu’en suddenly stumbled a bit, his face paling, waves of emptiness surging within him.

It was then that he remembered he hadn’t eaten anything all day, aside from An’s nourishing soup.

Well, perhaps he had a little chocolate last night, but compared to the energy he had expended lately, it was hardly enough.

Hungry.

Too bad there was no wealthy lady to feed him.

“What a grand palace, and yet they don’t even bother to provide dinner. How stingy.”

Mu’en muttered, quickening his pace, eager to leave the palace in search of food.

But just then, he heard someone calling him.

“Mr. Campbell.”

Instinctively turning around, he saw the middle-aged man who had crossed paths with him earlier, emerging from the emperor’s room, standing at the corner of the corridor, seemingly waiting for him.

“You are…”

The feeling of familiarity washed over him again, but Mu’en just couldn’t place it.

“Mr. Campbell truly has a lot on his mind.”

The man smiled, removing his hat and bowing:

“I am Sean Jones, a minor baron. I had the honor of being invited by Duke Campbell to attend your coming-of-age ceremony. We met back then.”

“Oh, it’s you!”

Mu En suddenly recalled.

He had wondered why this man looked so familiar; he had seen this baron during the guest reception at his coming-of-age ceremony.

At that time, his cheap father had specifically mentioned that this Sean Jones was…

A golden talent buried by status.

That’s right, his father had said it like that, with a somewhat emotional tone, as it was rare to see such a wistful expression on that lion-like man. Thus, Mu En remembered it quite clearly.

Thinking of this, Mu En suddenly raised an eyebrow and looked at Sean:

“Baron Sean, you just met with His Majesty because…”

“It was just a few words of advice from His Majesty.”

The man, whose temples were already graying, held his top hat and suddenly appeared quite animated:

“I am fortunate to have just been personally appointed by His Majesty as the new governor of the Lower District.”

“Governor…”

Mu En was taken aback upon hearing this.

Sean Jones?

A baron?

It should be noted that the previous governor, Gu En, was a viscount, and many had already found it somewhat unbelievable for him to become the governor of the Lower District.

Although this position was neither high nor low and came with many troubles, in the past, it would have been impossible for a baron to…

Could it be…

A wave of realization washed over Mu En, and connecting it with what had happened before, he suddenly understood…

For those noble factions, His Majesty was not merely striking hard this time; he had unleashed a combination of punches, each one landing squarely, hitting right at the vital points.

No wonder those guys were in such a hurry.

“Congratulations, it seems His Majesty has finally struck gold.”

Mu En smiled:

“My father once praised your excellence; with your abilities, I believe you can truly lead the Lower District of Beirlande out of chaos.”

“No, I owe my current position entirely to the support of Duke.”

Sean’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, “If it weren’t for the Duke, I would probably still be wasting time somewhere…”

“Hey.”

Mu En raised his hand to interrupt him,

“The support you received was also because of your own exceptional abilities; there’s no need to belittle yourself. Since my father is not home right now, any words of gratitude can wait until he returns. For now, just focus on doing your own job well; there’s no need to say more about anything else.”

“This…”

Sean paused for a moment, the eagerness in his eyes gradually fading as he began to scrutinize Mu En with a serious gaze.

After a long while, he suddenly let out a long sigh and remarked:

“I told you, how could the son of that duke possibly be as unsatisfactory as the rumors suggest?”

As he spoke, Sean even gritted his teeth a bit:

“Those damned nobles with their fat heads, they really spare no effort in tarnishing the duke’s reputation!”

“……”

The corners of Mu En’s eyes twitched slightly; they hadn’t truly slandered him before, that was a fact.

“Actually, I haven’t done anything.”

Mu En continued to display a perfect smile, “I’m just doing what a duke’s son is supposed to do.”

“Indeed, as expected of you.”

Sean sighed:

“Truly in line with the duke…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a clear gurgling sound interrupted him.

Mu En’s smile immediately froze, his cheeks slightly reddening.

Baron Sean was also taken aback, glancing at Mu En’s stomach before suddenly laughing and putting his top hat back on:

“While we shouldn’t chat too much, to celebrate my appointment, I reserved a table at a certain restaurant earlier, and I was just worried about not finding someone to accompany me. I wonder if Master Campbell would deign to join me?”

“How is the restaurant?”

“The reviews are good; I heard the chef comes from the royal palace. Not only that, but tonight, a famous beautiful violinist will be performing at that restaurant.”

Mu En’s eyes brightened, but he quickly put on a serious face and said:

“Since the chef comes from the royal palace, I must taste it for sure.”

“Haha, of course, please…”