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Ethan was sitting right opposite to Lady Champs-Elysees.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, his heart was slightly moved.

He shook his head gently, letting himself get rid of all distractions.

"You are the head of the orcs in Maro City, right?" Ethan asked directly.

Lady Champs-Elysees frowned when she heard this: "I know that the Lawson family has always had opinions about me, and has been slandering my reputation.

Due to your power, I have always chosen to tolerate.

But tolerance is exchanged for greater slander.

This time you even slandered me as a half-orc. Excuse me, where did I offend you, and why do you treat me like this?"

After saying this, Lady Champs-Elysees actually wiped away tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Ethan didn't understand why the other party brought up the Lawson family, but he knew that the other party didn't give a direct answer, which was not what he wanted to hear.

"Please answer yes or no!"

"Why should I answer such a ridiculous question?" Lady Champs-Elysees asked angrily.

Ethan pursed his lips: "I am asking you, not you asking me.

Now answer my question.

If you want to avoid such a simple question, I will assume that the testimony of the orc is valid and send you to jail.

The rest will be discussed with you by more reckless people.

If you don't want to see this situation, please put away your pity and answer my questions well.

This is my last kindness to you."

"No!" Mrs. Champs-Elysees replied with a firm look and a bit of grievance.

"She is lying!" Catherine immediately gave her judgment.

Hearing this, Ethan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Really, I haven't heard Catherine say this for a long time.

I used to hate hearing these words, but now I just feel like it's the sound of nature.

Ethan almost thought he was the only liar left in the world.

The feeling of being alone and "I am a villain" is really uncomfortable.

Now I finally have a companion, and it's a crucial one.

"Since you are a human, why did you become the head of the orcs?" Ethan asked again after a sigh.

Madame Champs-Elysees was confused by this question.

"Sir, I have just answered you clearly that I have nothing to do with the orcs.

So, you don't care what my answer is?

Then you can accuse anyone of a crime based on your imagination.

Is that right?"

Ethan smiled, because what the other party said was completely correct from a certain perspective.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it.

I just want to tell you that I'm considering drafting a bill to protect the legal rights of orcs.

Because I noticed that orcs seem to be victims too.

They prefer orcs to humans.

And the purpose is just to survive.

Of course, this is beyond reproach.

However, it is unacceptable to humans.

Therefore, in order to avoid mutual persecution between humans and orcs, I plan to solve this problem from the root.

Of course, I know you may say, what does this have to do with you.

Then I tell you, it doesn't matter how you pretend in front of others.

But you'd better not play any tricks with me.

Either we sit down and talk about our positions.

Or I'll go on a killing spree and kill every orc and the 'people' who have close ties with them."

When Ethan mentioned "people", he emphasized it and dragged the sound.

Ethan thought that he was so sincere that the other party should at least have some reaction.

But the result was disappointing.

Lady Champs-Elysees smiled slightly: "Sir, I know you have the final say in Maro City. If you want to kill me, please do as you please!

But you want to slander me as an orc, or you want to slander me as having a relationship with orcs, and you want me to admit it in person.

Don't dream in the daydream."

After saying that, Lady Champs-Elysees looked like she was ready to die generously, and she looked into Ethan's eyes without giving in.

This look was so firm that if it weren't for Catherine, Ethan would probably think that he had wronged her.

But sorry, no matter how well you act, no matter how realistically you act, fake things will never be real.

"Alas..." Ethan sighed, pursed his lips, and smiled bitterly: "Madam, do you know the Oscar Award?"

"What Oscar Award?"

Ethan smiled: "The so-called Oscar Award is a high-level award for performance.

It is mainly awarded to those who have made outstanding contributions to performance.

Like you, madam."

Madam Champs-Elysees heard that Ethan was teasing her, but she didn't care. Instead, she said: "Has the great swordsman heard of Ikaros' wings?"

Ikaros is a figure in ancient mythology in this world. He is the son of the famous craftsman Daedalus.

Daedalus made a pair of wings for him and Ikaros, made of feathers and wax, so that they could escape the labyrinth of Crete.

Daedalus warned Ikaros not to fly too high, because the heat of the sun would melt the wax, and not to fly too low, because the moisture of the sea water would wet the feathers.

However, Ikaros was too confident and excited, so he flew too high, causing the wax to melt, and eventually fell into the sea and died.

This story mainly teaches people to be cautious and not to be overconfident and arrogant, and thus ignore or disregard the opinions and suggestions of others.

When Lady Champs-Elysees spoke of this, she was obviously making fun of him.

Ethan smiled bitterly: "Madam, how about this!

I'll give you three days to think about it. During these three days, I will allow you to visit the informant in prison.

Of course, it's up to you whether to go or not.

After three days, if you still want to act in front of me, I will tell the informer that you are not cooperating.

And I will bring him to you and let you confront each other face to face.

Next, no matter what the result is, I will find all the orcs in my own way and start a massacre, and never give you a chance to negotiate.

At the same time, I will also release news to the public, saying that it was you..."

At this point, Ethan looked serious and pointed at Lady Champs-Elysees: "It was you, Lady Champs-Elysees, you prevented the peace talks between humans and orcs.

You should know better than anyone that I am not slandering, but the facts.

So, make your own choice!

By the way, you have the ability to become the leader of the orcs, but you don't have the responsibility to be the leader of the orcs!"

Hearing this, the expression on Lady Champs-Elysees' face finally fluctuated.

She originally thought that Ethan must be cheating, but now she is a little unsure.

Because the other party's words showed his responsibility as a human leader.

You know, legislating to protect orcs is not as simple as legislating to solve the health problems in Maro City, which is so popular.

The mutual betrayal between orcs and humans for nearly a thousand years has already penetrated the bones of the hatred between the two.

To resolve the contradiction, the resistance faced is unimaginable.

However, having said that, the young man in front of him may really be able to do it.

Not only because he has the ability, but also because of his reputation.

He is a rare leader who is dedicated to the public, even the homeless people in Maro City can feel it.

So, is he serious?

Madam Champs-Elysees hesitated for half a second, and immediately returned to her normal expression.

"I think you have found the wrong person, Mr. Great Sword Saint. You can do whatever you want. It's none of my business.

So, if there is no other problem, can I leave now?"

"Of course!" Ethan stood up, buttoned up his suit with one hand, and made a gesture of invitation with the other hand, indicating that the other party could leave at any time.

Mrs. Champs Elysees was not polite. She smiled and placed the blanket neatly on the sofa, then got up and left.

When opening the door for Mrs. Champs Elysees, Ethan reminded her one last time: "Remember! You only have three days to consider."

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