The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

WHAT was he doing here? That question irritated Wulfric more than it should. "You really had to ask me that? You—"

He stopped. No, he shouldn't be losing his temper right now. Shouting at Aster was not what he came here to do. He closed his eyes tightly. He took a deep breath, in, out, until he could finally calm himself down.

"Are you alright?" he asked. "Did those bastards- did anything bad happen?"

His army was having a drill with the Aegis Army today. Under normal circumstance, he wouldn't attend such tedious things. But General Schwartz would be there as well. As one of the few people he respected, he couldn't just not attend the drill. It would be highly disrespectful for the general.

The drill lasted for the whole afternoon. Then, the general invited him to a dinner banquet attended by the soldiers in both armies. He couldn't refuse again. That continued on well into the night. And because the general discussed with him about some issue in the Empire, it took quite a while before he could finally leave.

That's why he only found about what happened to Aster the moment he left the banquet venue. Because he only had the time to open his Terminal then. The moment he read that article about someone paying people to humiliate Aster in that way, he almost blew up. He wanted to destroy the things around him. The only thing that stopped him from doing so was the need to go to Aster right now.

He drove here directly. Bypassing the security of the apartment was easy for him. Too easy, in fact. Another minus point for this apartment. Since Aster didn't want to move from here, he probably might as well increase the security of this place himself.

And now, he's here, in front of Aster.

The moment the door opened, the first thing he did was to look at the other from head to foot. Observing whether he was wounded in any way. He was only able to let out a sigh of relief when he saw that nothing was amiss. Of course, some things couldn't be seen with the naked eye.

So, he had to hear from Aster himself if he was alright or not.

Astrid was surprised seeing Wulfric here. The first thing he wanted to ask was how the other managed to enter the building without anyone informing him. But then he quickly realized how stupid that would be. This guy probably could enter any building he wanted as long as he put his mind to it.

Then he saw Wulfric's expression changed from worry to anger to frustration, and then back to worry again. The way he tried to calm himself was also a bit amusing to watch.

"Since you're already here, let's go inside first," he said, opening the door wide enough for the other to enter.

Wulfric walked inside. The moment Aster closed the door, he once again asked the other if he was alright. "Are you not hurt anywhere?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

Although Astrid already had a guess on why Wulfric would ask him this, even on why he suddenly appeared here, he still had to make sure. Because the answer he thought of was just too unbelievable to even be considered.

"I read that article in [Cyberspace]. Have those people who tried to hurt you already been punished? And what about that Jesse Norris? If any of them are still roaming free, just tell me. I will make sure they will rot in jail."

Astrid wasn't able to completely understand the rest of what the other was saying because he was still stuck on the part that Wulfric found out about what happened to him from [Cyberspace]. Although he had already suspected it, he still couldn't believe it altogether.

He stared, almost wide-eyed, at Wulfric. This prince, with all his temper and stubbornness, actually took the time to browse on [Cyberspace] no less. It's just so… out of character.

But here he was, directly telling him himself that he was indeed browsing [Cyberspace]. This fact enlightened Astrid about another thing. Which was more unbelievable than this current situation. But that was a discussion for another time. Or maybe for later.

First, he probably should respond to what Wulfric had said. If he was just a tad bit late in answering, this guy might really put the five people in prison at this very moment. With the power he had, it's definitely possible.

"I'm alright, Wulf," he said with a reassuring smile. "No injuries, whatsoever. And that article you read exaggerated the details of what happened just a tad bit. It's so I would appear as the victim and people would be more sympathetic to my situation."

A visible frown appeared on Wulfric's handsome face, showing a confused face. "You mean it's not true?"

"Well, it did happen." The moment Astrid said that, the confusion on Wulfric's face immediately turned to anger once again. So, he quickly added, "But you know how powerful my mental strength is. Before they could even do anything, they already fell on the floor, foaming in the mouth if I might add."

Hearing that wasn't much of a consolation for Wulfric. Because the fact remained that there were people who tried to do that kind of thing to Aster. Just the thought of that brought extreme anger in him. He felt like he could explode at any moment.

And the worst thing was, he knew something like this would happen again as long as Aster remained in the entertainment industry. But it was not his right to tell the other what he should or shouldn't do. Being an actor was something Aster aspired to be. Who was he to ask the other to quit just because he was uncomfortable with it?

But he still couldn't contain his anger. He wanted to torture those people. Especially that Jesse Norris. Unbeknownst to him, he was unconsciously emitting bloodlust.

He only came back to his senses when he felt something soft touching his callused palm.