Sylvara's Rebirth A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381 If You Observe Carefully

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Blake childishly stuck her tongue out at her in disdain. Serves her right for being so smug, gossiping about this and that.

Auren was so absorbed in gossiping with his idol that he was completely oblivious. He didn’t realize the person who just spoke was his commander, never imagining his commander would join them in gossip. He blurted out, “How do you know it’s one person? Look at these photos-they’re clearly different people. Red Brows is just a scummy old bastard who’s fickle. It’s not one person!”

Agares’s long arm reached out.

Sylvara didn’t dare move.

Agares’s arm came down around Sylvara’s shoulder as his hand moved to the first photo Auren had shown her, pointing at it. “The person in Red Brows’ arms isn’t a petite, baby-faced, underdeveloped boy. This is a fully grown man who’s at least 5’11”.

“It’s just the angle he’s being held at, combined with the fact that the man in his arms has a small frame and is thin, making him look like an underdeveloped boy!”

Her bargain-bin husband picks up on details like this?

He can spot details from just two photos?

Wait until she shows these photos to Relos-that bastard’s days ahead will be like kneeling on a cheese grater, wishing for death, facing endless warfare.

“What about the second one?” The thought of that bastard getting what she deserves, being thoroughly punished, made Sylvara inexplicably excited and energized. “Your Highness, how can you tell these photos are all of the same person?”

Agares’s well-defined fingers swiped across Auren’s device, his voice deep and serious, completely earnest, as if discussing battle strategy. “In the first and second photos, the leg shape, wrists, arms, and build of the person in Red Brows’ arms are identical. Even the marks where the man was hit by Red Brows overlap significantly-the positions are all the same. The calves, tops of the feet, neck, and arms-these are all areas Red Brows repeatedly struck in the same places.”

Wait a minute!

Marks where he was hit?

Repeatedly struck in the same places?

What kind of loaded language is this?

Aren’t those just bedroom fun-love bites left in the heat of the moment, marking your partner with your scent, leaving marks on their body?

Her bargain-bin husband called those possessive marks all over someone’s body marks from being hit”?

Sylvara swallowed hard.

What the hell was her bargain-bin husband made of-so dense he’d reached a whole new level of pure innocence, so oblivious it defies description?

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Chapter 381 If You Observe Carefully

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Agares paused, then his voice grew even deeper. “In the third photo, the young boy Red Brows is stepping on-even with his face being stepped on, his eyes can’t hide his jealousy. The one in his arms is wearing a mask, showing only his eyes.

“These are eyes that have been well-protected. They casually glance at the boy Red Brows is stepping on, showing no jealousy, no envy-only coldness, aloofness and disdain.”

Just from that one cold look.

Her bargain-bin husband could analyze all this?

Then with her bouncing around him every day…

Had her cover been blown long ago?

So was he just playing with her now?

Sylvara involuntarily gasped, then heard her bargain-bi husband continue, “In the fourth photo, there are all kinds of boys in front of Red Brows. Though Red Brows’ eyes are looking at these boys, if you observe carefully, the corner of his gaze are actually on the man in his arms holding onto him.”

After a long moment, Sylvara found her voice and asked “What about the similarities across all four photos?”

Her bargain-bin husband had been talking for ages anyway.

Forgive her poor eyesight, but she couldn’t tell that the young boy in Red Brows’ arms was the same person from beginning to end.

Agares put all four photos on one screen and tapped four times. “Their similarity is this-look at these four photos. The way the man in Red Brows’ arms holds his eck, the shape of his hands, his posture—they’re all identical.

“And here!” Agares tapped again. “In the photos, the ground where Red Brows is standing is all filthy. In only one photo is the man in his arms not wearing shoes-in all the others, he’s wearing shoes.

“This shows that Red Brows cares deeply about the person in his arms. With it being so filthy, it’s fine if he gets dirty himself, but he can’t let the person in his arm get dirty.

“Also, in every photo, whenever there’s no one else around, Red Brows’ gaze is on the man in his arms. And in every single photo, Red Brows’ hands are unconsciously protecting the person in his arms!”

After her bargain-bin husband’s analysis, looking more arefully, it did seem to be the case,

But something wasn’t right.

Red Brows was Blake, and Blake was him.

Blake was a master of disguise who deeply loved Relos. After graduating from military academy, she went to hunt bandits to make money for Relos.

While hunting bandits, she played both sides to make een more money for Relos, ensuring he had no worries-this was true love.

But mixed into this true love was a young boy. Given that bastard’s bootlicking devotion to Relos, there’s no way in hell she would ever cheat.

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