CHAPTER 314: CHAPTER 314: [VASINI’S AMBITION]

Count Jiakade, of course, was no longer the real Count Jiakade.

That unfortunate man had already died on the night the typhoon came.

The Count Jiakade currently walking the earth was actually Kaster.

Kaster possessed an almost immortal ability, and at the same time, the ability to reshape his own body.

The perfect body he originally had was created by himself.

So, for him to reshape a body similar to Count Jiakade’s wasn’t too difficult.

Ethan gave him freedom, but not complete freedom.

Relative freedom.

He could leave the house that imprisoned him, which was also a reward for his struggle that night.

Of course, this was also Ethan’s next move in the game.

Even though Count Jiakade had a bad reputation, he still carried noble blood, and held a certain weight in the Royal Capital, able to accomplish things Ethan couldn’t.

Of course, this matter was just incidental.

Hughes had hidden Marcel, but it wasn’t a long-term solution.

Hughes was just a university professor, and despite having influence in the art world, he couldn’t truly do anything in this situation, and eventually something would go wrong.

Johnny’s actions today were a warning.

If he could come to the school looking for Hughes, he might also find Marcel.

Ethan could only help with the transfer.

Moreover, there were people behind Marcel who belonged to Moerma, perhaps, a piece that could be used.

After a brief conversation with Kaster, Ethan left the smoking room.

Their relationship wasn’t suitable for too much conversation right now.

But it could slowly change in the future.

After returning home, Ethan began to revise the script.

At the same time, he started rethinking the casting for the film.

Ainebez clearly intended to star in this film, and if she truly participated, the film’s popularity wouldn’t be a concern.

But, exactly which role should he give her?

Ethan held a pen, contemplated, then suddenly looked up at Anya and said, "Anya, if... I mean if, I were to get married to someone in the film, what do you think?"

"To whom?"

Anya’s tone was very calm, but Ethan clearly saw her beautiful eyebrows raise a bit.

Ethan, who knew Anya like the back of his hand, naturally knew what this meant.

She was a little unhappy.

"Uh..."

"To the Princess?"

Her eyebrows raised again.

Even more unhappy now.

"It’s fake, in the movie, I mean, I actually don’t have to act..."

Originally, Ethan hadn’t given himself a role in the script.

But if Ainebez wanted to act, then perhaps...

"Whoever the young master wants to marry is the young master’s choice, whether real or fake, I can only offer blessings, and loyalty."

Anya still showed no expression.

Ethan hurriedly said, "Anya, do you want to act, why don’t you act too?"

"...No."

Her eyes turned away.

Ethan quickly rewrote a role.

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The winds of August in the Royal Capital were always unbearably hot, and even if there was a moment of respite bringing a touch of coolness, it would soon be engulfed by the even heavier heat.

However, this heat couldn’t extinguish the fire in Vasini’s heart; instead, it only made him more enthusiastic and determined.

In his hands, the Southern District Mafia was gradually getting better and stronger.

Since the night of the typhoon, he had barely stopped, working, negotiating, and handling various tasks endlessly.

Of course, his daily prayers and preaching were indispensable.

With the growing number of devout followers, he had to spread the greatness and tenets of the Lord to them.

Despite all this, he never felt the slightest fatigue.

He couldn’t rest; it was a command he gave himself.

Everything in the South District awaited his control and development.

Especially concerning the consolidation of the entire Mafia power and the expansion of new industries.

Vasini had already completed half of the Mafia unification earlier, relying on the war against Uttahan to gather those people.

Now, by means of the absolute slaughter on the night of the typhoon, those individuals had completely submitted.

The original decline of the Southern District Mafia was entirely due to the fragmented factions, being completely disunited, a loose and scattered force.

Now that Vasini had thoroughly united them, it had become a force not to be underestimated.

Especially since he was receiving mysterious support.

Those who outwardly submitted but carried out covert actions would be eliminated within a night without Vasini even needing to act himself.

It was as if he had a ghost team hidden in the shadows, ready to execute those with ulterior motives at any time.

These people, naturally, were reinforcements brought by the Divine Envoy.

From the first sight of these people, Vasini was sure that they were the same group as those who appeared in the storm.

Although there were many innocent faces among them, their aura was already unmatched by those under Vasini.

Indeed, after the actual operations, these people never disappointed him.

They executed tasks cleanly and seamlessly, often achieving feats that astonished him.

For example, the action against Little Ibia.

Not to mention other things, killing four people and almost sparking a war between Sea King Lockeby and Little Ibia was a remarkable feat in Vasini’s eyes.

Even though it didn’t happen in the end, the thought process and execution were hard for him to match.

That young man’s name, what’s it called, Crenzo.

He was said to be the most favored by the Divine Envoy, and indeed, he was extraordinary.

After that incident, Vasini didn’t allow him to work outside anymore; such a person should be entrusted with important tasks and must not come to harm.

Currently, the most important task was the illicit distillery.

The greatest advantage of the South District unification was the ease of doing things without facing differing opinions from each family for every task.

After his conversation with the Divine Envoy’s people, particularly that mysterious Northern Merchant, Palon, they began large-scale construction in the South District.

Palon provided the funds, while Vasini provided the manpower, effort, and location.

Without spending much time, a brand-new underground distillery had been established.

Moreover, Palon had dispatched a group of experienced distillers along with various machines and equipment, and the first batch of products was already in production.

Although the war against Little Ibia was at a stalemate, and no one knew where Travis was hiding.

Business couldn’t stop.

This was also the capital for Vasini to continue expanding in the future.

If he could completely control this business, he would have the strength to step out of the South District, not to mention having the protection of the divine.

Therefore, the illicit distillery was of utmost importance.