Sylvara's Rebirth A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382 Socialist Brotherhood

Blake would never cheat, but this Red Brows was her, so could this young boy be… be… be her brother, Relos?

Did… did… did they used to play like this?

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At that thought, Sylvara’s mind churned like a tempest, her worldview was completely shattered and rebuilt.

That bastard was hiding far too much.

Agares was so dense, so straight-laced, so oblivious-Blake was primarily responsible for that.

Sylvara gritted her teeth, staring at Blake across from her with a fake smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “So the young boy in Red Brows’ arms is his true love. Everyone else is trash. We misunderstood Red Brows. Sure, Red Brows is despicable, shameless, cunning and deceitful, and has no shame!

“But… he’s a romantic, a die-hard romantic. For over a decade, day in and day out, he’s only had one partner he carries everywhere-his wife!”

Agares’s brow furrowed, his deep and serious voice suddenly growing stiff with confusion. “Wife? The person in Red Brows’ arms is his partner? A woman?”

Blake, sitting across from them, slapped a hand over her forehead to hide her indescribable expression.

This wasn’t her student.

She didn’t have a student like this.

She absolutely refused to take the blame for this.

Sylvara let out a hiss, turning her head slowly until she was looking right into her bargain-bin husband’s dark eyes. After a long moment, she managed to say, “Your Highness, after analyzing everything so thoroughly-from body language to eye contact—you can’t possibly think the young boy Red Brows is holding in his arms is his brother, right?”

As Sylvara’s question hung in the air.

The scene fell completely silent.

Auren finally realized his commander had been standing behind them, discussing Red Brows playing with young boys along with them. He slid down onto the floor with a thump.

Sylvara screamed internally. So her bargain-bin husband had been analyzing all those details for nothing- analyzing in circles and coming up empty-handed.

“Your Highness, you don’t think only men and women can be partners, do you?” Sylvara asked hesitantly. “Seeing Red Brows and that young boy being so intimat, you think they’re just opposite-sex friends? Buddies?

The Empire Light, the nation’s idol, who could single-handedly run into Swarmborn territory and wipe out their armies-the Commander-was hiding his red face behind a disguise, his ears crimson as if dripping blood as he said seriously, “I apologize. This is territory ve never ventured into before. I need to look it up to better judge and answer your question. Please wait a moment!”

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Chapter 382 Socialist Brotherhood

His earnest apology and serious demeanor were both exasperating and amusing.

How could there be such an adorably clueless straight man in this world?

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Sylvara casually pointed at the spot where Blake sat with her hand covering her forehead. “No rush, Your Highness. There’s a seat over there. Sit down and take your time looking it up!”

Agares’s hand paused as he opened his device. He glanced at General Kenobia, who kept his hand over his face, completely refusing to make eye contact.

His dark eyes flickered as he said to Sylvara, “Thank you” Then he walked over and sat down.

Sylvara grabbed Auren by the back of his collar and hauled him up from the floor to sit beside her.

Auren was like an ant on a hot griddle, fidgeting restlessly, nervously glancing at the commander across from him, especially worried about being silenced by his own commander.

Blake peeked through her fingers and gave Sylvara meaningful looks.

Sylvara wanted nothing more than to kick her over. What kind of General Kenobia was she? How could she have taught Agares to look at such intimate photos of men embracing and grabbing each other’s butts and interpret it as socialist brotherhood?

Blake really wanted to cry out her innocence. She never imagined that troublemaker would make such an incredible mental leap. Right now, she just wanted to kick that troublemaker out.

What Empire Light, Shield of the Empire, the nation’s idol-none of that existed. Absolutely didn’t exist.

Sylvara glared viciously at Blake, then looked at her husband’s disguised face seriously searching his device and asked, “Your Highness, what did General Kenobia-my daddy-teach you on the very first day you took him as your mentor?”

Agares sat ramrod straight, lifting his gaze from his device. He tilted his head in thought, his ears turning red as he slowly said, “General Kenobia had me memorize and study the Troya Empire’s various penal codes, the Troya Empire’s origin history, the art of loyally and manipulation, criminology, as well as all kinds of modern and ancient military campaigns where the few defeated the many.

“Troya Empire administrative management, national governance, how to place talent in appropriate positions, various mecha operations and maintenance, and the theory and load capacity of all types of spaceships!”

Blake unconsciously shifted her position, the hand covering her face not coming down but pressing even tighter.

Oh my god!

What kind of life had her bargain-bin husband been living?

Listen to this-just listen to all these crushingly heavy subjects he had to study and memorize!

Sylvara swallowed hard, her gaze involuntarily filling with sympathy as she cleared her throat. “Just that

much?”

That bastard did it on purpose, didn’t she? On purposel

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