The Future King's

The Eps 44

Inside the hall, the royal members had gathered at Asnee's request. There were no outsiders visible around there, only a spokesperson and some confidants of the royal members.

Aaron was of course in his rightful seat, a King ready to hear, judge and love.

"What's this, all of a sudden gathering?" Jeno led Pim's hand from the outside of the door and there Mali was waiting.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Aat is seen coming back to Mali from inside the hall. Jeno and Mali and Pim turned at the same time.

"Papa" Pim reached out his two hands to Aat, asking in a carry.

"Honey" Aat also brought Pim into his lap. Mali and Jeno glance at each other lyrics.

"My husband, let's go in" said Mali holding Aat's arm.

"You too!" Take Aat to Jeno. Jeno responded with a smile.

"Uncle, let Pim play outside! He must be tired all day studying in the library"

Asnee's voice stopped their steps. "I'm sorry sir, outsiders I'm not allowed in!"

Their gazes met each other, stunned and shocked by Asnee's harsh words.

"See your words, Prince!" The jolt of Mali but not too loud, only those who were there heard it.

Jeno just silently watched with a thin smirk embroidered here. Asnee also returned a thin embroidery on the corner of her lips. Jeno instantly widened her eyes to Asnee's expression that seemed to understand and know from her thin expression.

Is he now being found out? Jeno occasionally gulped her gulp roughly.

"You're a little rough now, Mali" Tukas Aat while giving Pim his nanny. "Take the princess to play in the side palace" said Aat. The waiter took Pim away from the adults.

Aat's voice was ordinary, but like someone who was trying. Asnee raised one of her eyebrows and widened it to her two smiles, taking out both of her hands from her pants pocket.

"But I seem to be pulling my words, uncle! Let's go in"

"You too, Mr. Jeno!" Asnee stopped next to Jenoo.

"Come on" Asnee said to Aat lowering her gaze.

In the hall had gathered all the members, including the grandmother of the queen was already there along with her daughter-in-law's servant from Aaron. Asnee stood in the middle of them.

"What information are you trying to convey, Prince?!" Aaron started the conversation.

"This is the Gallery fire problem. Papa!"

Asnee's reply made the people there fall silent for a moment. They were curious and impatient, but some were unhappy with Asnee's reply.

"Gallery ? You got the bright spot?" Grandmother chimed, her eyes sparkling but also dewy. His old face could not help but look delighted when he heard Asnee's words.

"Grandma's mother" answered Asnee.

Especially Mali and Jeno, they are tense but do not dare to cut the current conversation.

"Say" said Aaron.

Asnee stood firm, confirming her clothes back to look neat. His gaze was straight and confident, from his posture was already seen if Asnee had solved such a complicated problem.

"From the aspect of the cause after finding the root of the problem is not from the electrical zipper or in terms of heat the sunlight enters through the window if in the middle of global warming"

"At the Gallery there is no cooking utensils especially that smell of gas and there is also no kind of grill or anything in the gallery area"

"Everything is checked out of the smallest thing!"

Karl came, approaching Asnee. He is seen giving a small clear-colored bottle where in his body there is a black liquid that stings.

Although the liquid is one of the semi-finished distillation process, but still if sprinkled and given fire will be very dangerous.

All eyes were fixed on the object that was being held by Asnee.

"That means the Gallery fire is not an ordinary fire, but a planned one!"

Asnee's eyes turned a flash on Jeno as well as Mali but returned straight to Aaron in front, as well as the previous Ananada-Raja.

"But Asnee, such a liquid oil never entered the palace and if there was possible only for the use of the wineries as fuel, we rarely use it"

Aat took over the small bottle, taking a close look at the black liquid that looked very clear.

"Now isn't it, Uncle?" Asnee. "To my knowledge, after several days of searching for the origin of the oil, isn't it just Mr Jeno who can explain it?"

Suddenly Asnee pointed at Jeno with her exclamation, no aba and pang-angun until the name owner was nervous.

The truth is, the owner of the oil distillery was held by the Jeno family from the side but their relationship could not be said to be harmonious, but also sometimes harmonious.

"Jeno can you explain?" Aat flipped her back, leading to Jeno still standing together with Karl beside her.

"Aat, you also know that my uncle and I don't get along! So I don't know why it was found around the Gallery"

"Here to the matter of the evidence that the prince found seems to have to be dashed! Hasn't such a liquid been traded outside the palace?" Jeno was convincing.

"That's what Mr. Jeno said!" The Mali timpal who seems to be the first time this comes to voice amid serious discussions.

"But sir, the question is why is this material able to enter the palace so easily? Isn't palace security very tight? Is for the time being an examination of every item coming from outside into the palace free to enter?"

"Even the plantation is not in the palace area, but in the wild palace of the East! Isn't that outside?"

Asnee presses every sentence so that their brains run and their way of thinking gets faster.

"So you said materials like this have been sold a lot, right? But the truth isn't like that!"

"This oil has been exposed to the rights of a company and only those who are legally able to trade buy it. Not just anyone! After all, this is a semi-finished material, but still only the owner has the right to hold it"

Jeno's relationship is strong with her uncle and again impossible if there is no advantage between them.

"For the King" Jeno was acting like a victim at this time. The call of the lord was already the King for Aaron, it meant that Jeno's attitude increasingly made Asnee suspicious.

"The Prince's words are true, but I really don't know the origin of the evidence!"

He turned out to be easily provoked making Asnee's path even easier.

Asnee's shoes were heard, they were just silently listening, especially Grandma and the Queen Mother. Mali was silent but cold sweat began to pour.

"When my words have not cornered you, sir! But why are you kneeling?"

Asnee's tone was getting lower but not with her gaze. Smirk at the corners of the lips and eyelid movements that anyone knows if the expression is an evil expression.

"Prince, isn't this saying of yours too cornering?" Both Malian hands clenched loosely, the jaw was slowly firming but he held back because of the annoyance mixed nervously united.

Just by Asnee's words, Jeno was trapped.

"Damn" Um Jeno is upset.