Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 241 The Bridge

"What... what is going on!?"

Prince Abu woke up, only to see Rhys looking down on him with a smile on his face. He remembered being dragged by Edissa, but not much after that. He knew he was thrown into the Forbidden Land, but why does it feel like he was just back inside the castle?

He had always been told by his teachers and by the books he had read that the humans are just cattle, nothing really even noteworthy to add to them. And so what is this?

What was this castle he currently finds himself in?

"Where... where did you take me!?"

"The Surface," Rhys slightly crouched so that his eyes would be on the same level as Prince Abu, who can't seem to stand on his four legs.

"This... why did you bring me to your castle!? What do you plan to do with me!?"

"Sir, this is a prison," Rhys squinted his eyes.

"Even now, you lie!" Prince Abu finally garnered the strength to stand up and started touching the walls of the prison hallway, "Such... such exquisite texture and design. How can this be just a prison!? I can hear it too, the walls are thick!"

"...What's with that dude? What's he saying?" Dominique and even Talia could not help but just look at Prince Abu like he was insane, "I think this hot tigress might have knocked him out too hard."

Edissa, who had brought Prince Dubhai and the other cenleons, glared at Dominique as she was sure she was talking about her again.

"Come on," Prince Abu couldn't really spend more time adoring the walls as Rhys began pulling him away; his long claws, just embedding through the walls as he tried his best to hold on.

"Im...Impressive!" Prince Abu did not seem to care about Rhys for long as he just once again adored the wall,

"Even... even the way it breaks is so beautiful! Such... such masonry, such good!"

"..." Rhys glanced at Prince Abu. He thought he was the more normal prince, but it turns out he is just as weird as his brother — he was just passionate about something else. But if he was fascinated with just this...

...then it was the right decision to bring him along.

He obviously has more authority than his brother, and would probably be even more pivotal in the coming days.

"I am telling you this now, Your Majesty," Rhys then pulled Prince Abu in front of him, looking him in the eyes with his tone somewhat cold, "You are about to meet civilians, I would advise you to be on your best behavior. Because if not, you will die."

"Then just kill me. Do you think I would prostrate myself from your threats?" Prince Abu still held the pride of a monarch as he returned Rhys's glare.

"I am not threatening you, I am warning you," Rhys shook his head, "If you harm any of them, the soldiers of my world will kill you without any hesitation. And also, don't be too shocked with what you are about to see."

"!!!" And once again, Prince Abu then suddenly lowered his entire body as he heard a loud ringing echoing above him. He looked up, only to see a helicopter flying from above, "Is... is that a gryphon!? A dragon!? What is it!?"

"It's a tool we use so we can fly," Rhys quickly explained, "So... are you going to relax anytime soon?"

"A... tool to fly?" Prince Abu whispered to himself. And after a few seconds, he looked Rhys in the eyes; his anxiety and confusion with all that was happening around him, now completely gone,

"If you promise to share with me your tools and teach my people how to make them, I will fully cooperate with anything you want... Rhys," Prince Abu said as he finally stood straight with his four legs.

"That is exactly why I brought you here, Your Majesty," Rhys bowed his head before reaching out his hand toward Prince Abu, "Shake my hand and then smile at the cam—at the heliographs."

"..." Prince Abu looked at Rhys's hand for a few seconds before doing as he said and shaking it, "You still killed my people."

"I defended myself," Rhys smiled as he pulled Prince Abu closer to him; the two of them, smiling at the cameras, "And don't let me regret not letting you join them in their death, Your Majesty — after all, your brother was initially my first choice."

"So..." Prince Abu smiled, "...What are you, the leader of these people?"

"Not at all. I'm a criminal," Rhys looked at Prince Abu.

"And now apparently the most important figure of your people... and mine," Prince Abu scoffed.

"You're not calling me a sorcerer anymore?"

"I'm not a fool, human," Prince Abu shook his head, "I know a politician when I see one. You—"

"So many humans!"

And before Prince Abu could finish his words, Prince Dubhai and his cohorts stepped out of the building and quickly started approaching the reporters, causing all of them to back away while still managing to professionally take photos of them.

"Look at them! All well dressed in all sizes and shapes! That one has black skin and doesn't have hair!"

"Do you think we can keep some of them!? Can they also talk to us!?"

"Everyone, meet Prince Abu's younger brother, Prince Dubhai," Rhys then let out a small but very deep sigh as he introduced Prince Abu, "He is a researcher and scientist in his culture — and the two of them have expressed strong feelings of business with us...

...and with the Former Mayor of Old York's support, perhaps a chance to make both our worlds smaller."

Just like that, Rhys sealed Joseph Hayden's road to being the next president of the country.

And just like that, Rhys placed himself right in the very center of everything — the only bridge of contact between two thriving species. No.

He was the only bridge between the entire people of the Surface and the Underworld.