Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 331: Herlosh Raises His Head to Compete
When future generations look back at this year, they will be amazed to find that the people who would influence the next fifty, even hundreds, of years of history miraculously gathered in the capital of the Antustat Kingdom, and shared extremely deep connections of... love, hate, and entanglement.
This year is like the golden year of wine, 1844, and is called the Golden Year of History.
And among these people, without a doubt, the most dazzling is Ethan.
With the news of Ethan’s new movie about to start shooting and Princess Aine Beize preparing to star in it spreading out, he inevitably becomes the focus of the focus.
And Ethan knows how to create a buzz quite well, after all, he is a time traveler, and thus the kick-off press conference is born.
He chose a rather subtle location—the Kingdom Grand Hotel.
This hotel had been closed for a long time after the last assassination incident, only recently resuming business.
No one expected Ethan to hold the press conference here, because by normal reasoning, one should stay far away from here, fearing becoming entangled in any incident again.
No one forgot that Ethan went into the Kingdom Defense Bureau after the assassination incident, and for a time almost got banned, nearly returning to his hometown.
What is he trying to do?
Is he not afraid of death?
No one could figure out Ethan’s intentions, but unsurprisingly, attention has risen again.
Some newspapers that were originally uninterested in Ethan or avoided him also started paying attention to him again.
Therefore, today’s Kingdom Grand Hotel is also crowded.
Herlosh, who is prepared to conduct the first interview, was somewhat anxious.
"Are you really sure nothing will go wrong? Are you certain Johnny Blackbird won’t show up again?"
"Don’t worry, he doesn’t have that kind of free time."
If Ethan told him that Johnny Blackbird is currently preparing for another city-wide sensation, he would definitely be more surprised.
"Let’s hope so."
Herlosh was still a bit restless, partly because of Johnny Blackbird, and partly because he had never seen such a big scene.
Even though the Kingdom Deep Observation Report is already an absolute new force in the Royal Capital, standing out among a number of small newspapers, though not yet a major paper, it is already not to be underestimated.
But Herlosh still had no confidence, his previous experiences were too hurtful, leaving a deep imprint of failure in his bones.
In fact, there were even people present today who had once humiliated him.
"Don’t be afraid, Herlosh, you are the best, trust me, you will definitely become the most outstanding journalist in the Royal Capital, no, in the entire Kingdom."
Ethan noticed his anxiety and reached out to gently pat his shoulder.
Herlosh looked at him. This man in front of him had pulled him from the depths time and time again. Every time he thought he was done for, it was him who offered a hand.
So, believing in him was the right choice.
If he says it’s okay, then it must be okay.
"Don’t worry, I won’t let anything go wrong."
The press conference officially began.
The venue remained unchanged, it was still the hall from the auction.
Ethan, along with the core team of the film, which actually consisted of the photographer and screenwriter Kevin, and Finch.
Of course, Ethan was considered a core member too.
Originally, he only intended to take on the role of director, but now it seems he couldn’t help but become the lead actor.
Because Princess Aine Beize came for him.
Facing the lineup that Ethan and his team showcased, the journalists below were not satisfied.
The announcement said the movie starred the Princess, so where is she?
So it’s a fraud, after all?
Although hosting the press event at the Kingdom Grand Hotel is undeniably thanks to the Princess’s efforts.
But that’s not enough.
Ethan noticed their disappointment but did not initially express more, he just got up and opened his arms to the crowd, saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our event, I believe you are all very excited about my new film, so let’s invite the first friend to ask a question."
Many people in the audience immediately raised their hands.
Of course, Ethan chose his own man, Herlosh.
Herlosh took a deep breath, stood up, and at that moment, he finally felt that he was standing in the light.
From now on, he was no longer the small figure of Herlosh.
Many people, upon seeing him, immediately showed expressions of disdain, or as expected, in short, they remained scornful, contemptuous, thinking he was just leveraging Ethan to rise up.
However, Herlosh no longer cared about others’ gazes, lifted his head, and asked, "Mr. Ethan, earlier you revealed this is a semi-biographical film based on your family’s history, so will you be returning to your hometown for shooting?"
"Certainly, the scenery of Wenster will undoubtedly be part of it, but first, I will film scenes in the Royal Capital. I plan to go to the South District for some content, as I believe it fits my story well, being akin to the plight of new immigrants, with similar stories."
"So, you also have profound humanist concerns..." Herlosh was about to continue.
Someone interrupted his words: "So, Mr. Ethan is admitting your gang background?"
The speaker was also a reporter, dressed sharply, hair neatly combed, with gold-rimmed glasses, looking every bit the industry elite.
Herlosh recognized him too, Ted, a reporter from one of the largest newspapers in the Royal Capital, the Kingdom Pioneer Report.
This was a purely Royalist Faction newspaper, and this guy was here to cause trouble.
Ethan was about to address the guy, but Herlosh beat him to it: "Mr. Ted, what do you mean by that?"
"Oh? You know me? Oh, right, I recall now, Herlosh, correct? You applied for a position at our newspaper, yet your skills were so inadequate, and you ended up here, unbelievable..." Ted began with mockery, "You ask what I mean, well, I reluctantly explain to you, South District, you surely know what kind of place it is, correct? It’s the hotbed for gangs, and Mr. Ethan going there for shooting, isn’t it..."
"Shut up." Herlosh suddenly snapped sharply.
"What?" Ted was a bit surprised, is this guy crazy?
"Do you truly understand the South District? How many times have you been there for in-depth investigation? Written a few feature reports? What gives you the right to speak?"
Herlosh quickly followed with more questioning.
"I..." Ted indeed hadn’t done much research in this area, "The situation there, I think everyone..."
"I have been there, thirty-seven times, thirty-seven in-depth investigations, eighty-nine personal interviews, I have written three hundred thousand words on relevant features, I know very well what kind of place it is, yes, there are indeed gangs, criminals, but more so, there are innocent people, impoverished, humble, yet fiercely living, you completely misunderstand them, you have no right to speak."
By this point, Herlosh’s eyes were red.
And the whole scene fell silent, including Ted.
