novelzi Chapter 595: Reversal
Chapter 595: Reversal
595 Chapter 595: Reversal
"You said I am being disrespectful to you and your friend?" he said as he stepped merely half a foot away from Estelia.
He looked deep in the eyes, and asked, "Who is she to be disrespected? Is her dignity more than the First Primordial? In this world, who holds more dignity than the first Primordial?"
His voice echoed in the surroundings, as he wasn't shying away.
His words also reached the First Primordial, who was standing near the window, looking at everything that was taking place outside his Palace.
Initially, he was also taken aback by the way Eren was being treated. But when he was given a choice to beg for forgiveness, he didn't intervene. He wanted to see if the boy was really going to beg for forgiveness before the girl that he hated the most?
If Eren begged for forgiveness, then Lysander would have really been disappointed. He would have definitely started looking down on Eren. He was looking forward to seeing how Eren was going to deal with this problem.
The moment he heard Eren talk about him, his chest bumped up. He didn't care about the components in any way, but when it came from someone who came from earth, he felt quite good.
It was as if someone from his hometown had come to visit him in the city, and was praising his achievements before the others. The moment Eren asked, if anyone had higher dignity than the First Primordial, he felt really respected.
At this point, he was even more certain about choosing Eren as his son in law. Even more important was that his son in law also seemed to hate that girl who was trying to steal his daughter. He was like a true son in law already.
"When she tried to slap me, was she not disrespecting the First Primordial?" he asked Estelia, who subconsciously took a step back as if she was being suppressed for some reason.
"If any random person could slap the guest of First Primordial, then whose dignity was lost? Mine? Yours? Or Lord Lysander's?! As his daughter, not only did you allow her to try to slap a guest of your father, but you also asked me to beg in front of her for protecting myself?"
"Then who should be the one to apologise?" Eren asked, his voice becoming less louder and more accommodating as if he was talking to an old friend.
"Jenia should apologise," Estelia stated, her words being exactly what Eren wanted to hear.
Jenia looked at her friend in disbelief, her expressions darkening. What was happening? Weren't they supposed to punish this arrogant outsider for not knowing his place? How did she become the one in the wrong instead?
If there was one person who was the happiest with all this, it was Lysander. He was impressed with Eren. It had only been a few minutes since he left with his daughter, and he had already made her daughter see the wrongs in her friend.
Even he had tried to make her daughter realize that Jenia wasn't a good friend, his daughter only became angrier at him for misunderstanding her friend.
A few minutes with Eren and she was already calling Jenia to be wrong. Lysander felt like laughing out loud as Eren's performance was even better than him.
"Of course he's from earth! We are naturally talented no matter where we go!" He laughed, completely ignoring the fact that he was also from Earth and had failed to convince his daughter.
"He's talking nonsense! I didn't do anything wrong!" Jenia cried, seeing the situation turn upside down to the point that she couldn't even comprehend what was happening anymore.
"Jenia, apologize to him. There's no point in making things worse," Estelia didn't take her words seriously and asked her to apologize straight to her face. "He is a guest of father, and you tried to slap him. You should apologise before father hears about this."
"You..." She clenched her fists as she looked at Eren who was silently standing in the distance.
Even though Eren was expressionless, she could feel that he was having fun with the situation. He didn't didn't make it too obvious.
Unfortunately, she had no choice as Estelia was completely manipulated by him. Nothing she said now was going to matter. She could only count after this whole matter was over.