Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 818

Chapter 818: Chapter 818: Scripture Pavilion

“How much strength is the Capital City Martial Arts Association truly hiding?” Ethan Smith became increasingly doubtful.

As for the eight senior officials, no one knew their true identities.

“Luke Fraley, as the controller of the Second Secret Realm, must know how to unlock the Spirit binding technique,” Ethan Smith thought to himself.

If he could beat Luke Fraley, then everything would be solved.

Ethan Smith turned around and left Lulu’s room.

Soon after, Ethan Smith arrived at the Pavilion Master Building.

Standing in front of Emily Taylor, Ethan Smith’s face couldn’t help but reveal a trace of heartache.

Although Emily’s injuries had been healed under the care of the Pavilion Master, the paleness on her face was still hard to conceal.

This made Ethan Smith even more anxious.

“Lord Pavilion Master, I have to return to Capital City,” Ethan Smith said.

After speaking, Ethan Smith pointed at Emily Taylor in the medicinal bath and said, “I have to take her with me.”

The Pavilion Master glanced at Ethan Smith and said, “She is very safe here.”

But Ethan Smith bitterly smiled and said, “Lord Pavilion Master, I can’t guarantee that the Capital City Martial Arts Association won’t send people here at any time. If the Association really goes crazy, I’m afraid the Divine Alchemist Pavilion will be unable to resist.”

“In this case, not only will Emily Taylor be taken away, but the Divine Alchemist Pavilion will also be implicated.”

The Pavilion Master pointed in the direction of the secret chamber and said, “Ethan Smith, trust me, I will make proper arrangements. Furthermore, there’s also Jackson Harris here.”

“Besides, I’ll use my connections to protect the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.”

“Ethan Smith, just go with peace of mind,” Jackson Harris came over from the side.

“Do you think it’s appropriate for her to follow you around in her current state?”

Ethan Smith suddenly fell silent.

He gritted his teeth and bowed saying, “Then I’ll trouble the two of you. I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

Afterwards, Ethan Smith bade them farewell and turned around to leave the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

…

At this moment, in the Second Secret Realm.

In a building resembling an imperial palace, a tall man was sitting on a throne.

This man was none other than the controller of the Second Secret Realm, Luke Fraley!

In this Second Secret Realm, Luke Fraley was like an ancient emperor, possessing absolute power and majesty!

Moreover, the strength of his subordinates was extremely powerful!

Eighteen Martial Saints and twenty-one Half-step Martial Sages!

As for the Military Marquis Realm, it was simply countless.

If this force left the Second Secret Realm, it would be enough to sweep across the entire world!

But at this moment, Luke Fraley’s face was filled with worry.

“Dad, it’s just an Ethan Smith. Why do you have to worry so much? Just give me the order, and I’ll immediately capture him and bring him back,” said a young man beside Luke Fraley.

This young man was none other than Luke Fraley’s eldest son, named Marc Fraley.

Moreover, his strength had reached the astonishing Half-step Martial Sage Realm!

Luke Fraley glanced at him and said, “Ethan Smith is not an ordinary person. Besides, he now possesses the Power of Martial Saint.”

Marc Fraley sneered, “Can those so-called geniuses in the world outside be considered geniuses?”

“Their resources are pitifully scarce, and their foundations and backgrounds are not worth mentioning!”

Marc Fraley agreed with this.

In the Second Secret Realm, the geniuses of the outside world simply weren’t worth mentioning.

“Dad, let me go. After all, I haven’t stepped into Martial Saint. Even if I leave the Secret Realm, it won’t count as breaking our agreement,” Marc Fraley volunteered.

Luke Fraley, however, shook his head and said, “No, too many people have already died at the hands of that Ethan Smith.”

Upon hearing this, Emerson Holmes’s expression changed again.

He couldn’t help but say, “Ethan Smith, if I let you into the Scripture Pavilion, I’ll definitely be exposed! By then, I might not be able to escape death.”

“Then organize everyone to go together.” Ethan Smith said.

“Organize all the students of the Martial Arts Academy to enter the Scripture Pavilion together.”

Emerson Holmes was taken aback, scratching his head as if he thought the method was feasible.

“I’ll give it a try.” Emerson Holmes said.

“You must do it.” Ethan Smith’s tone was extremely cold.

Emerson Holmes opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just nodded.

After meeting with Emerson Holmes, Ethan Smith headed straight back to the Martial Arts Academy.

People around him unconsciously took a step back upon seeing Ethan Smith, as if avoiding the plague.

The reason was simple; from an outsider’s perspective, Ethan Smith had killed Ms. Hayward, and they were afraid of being implicated.

“Mr. Smith.” At this moment, Ricardo Bowman suddenly approached from not far away.

With him was Darnell Bradley.

Ethan Smith nodded slightly as a greeting.

“We’ve set up a banquet in the courtyard, and I wonder if Mr. Smith would be interested in joining?” Ricardo Bowman asked with a smile.

Darnell Bradley added, “Mr. Smith, we truly admire you, so you must not refuse.”

Ethan Smith thought for a moment.

He could seize this opportunity to propose going to the Scripture Pavilion to them.

These elegantly dressed young men from aristocratic families had seen the Scripture Pavilion before, so they must know something about it.

So, Ethan Smith nodded and said, “Alright.”