Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 362 [A Glorious Return]

Winterstreet in late September has a unique charm.

From the sea in the distance, the city was not enveloped in the sweltering heat.

In contrast, summers in Winston are cool, and you can even feel the wind blowing through the city.

But it still carries a hint of summer, the pleasant feeling of being enveloped in sunshine.

That's why the old folks in Winston always say, you can miss most of the good things in life, but you must never miss the sunshine in Winston.

This kind of sunshine will only last for the next two months; after that, the temperature in Winston will start to drop.

Fortunately, Ethan returned by stepping on the tail.

Otherwise, he would have to go back to the feeling he had last year when he went home.

"Winston, I'm back."

Ethan, in a rare moment of high spirits, stood on the deck and shouted into the wind.

The crew members were drinking and whispering in the back.

Many of them had never been to Winston before, and they were filled with curiosity about this northern city.

Moreover, they could drink on the deck without any restraint, because the ship belonged to the Poseidon, which, strictly speaking, was also a ship of the Poseidon cult.

Drinking alcohol on Poseidon ships is legal.

Overall, they were very satisfied with the trip.

As the ship slowly approached Winston, that warm and comfortable feeling grew ever closer.

The sea was lapping against the shore, and seagulls were flying by.

This is such a comfortable place.

Everyone on the ship was marveling at it.

When the ship finally docked, everyone sighed inwardly.

Ethan really does have a huge family business.

On the shore, a large number of people were already standing, all dressed smartly and with an air of authority. At first glance, it looked like they were welcoming some top nobles from a kingdom.

But upon closer inspection, one would discover that they were from the same family, dressed identically, and some even wore insignia. Some of these insignia were already recognized by those who knew Ethan; they were the insignia of Ethan's family, the Poletta family.

A flower that grows from the black mud and is entwined with thorns.

In fact, Ethan was also wearing a similar ring on his left hand.

When the ship finally docked, Ethan was the first to step off the ship via the gangplank. Instead of cheers or anything else, he was greeted by a series of loud camera flashes.

The flash kept going on and off.

Ethan is not only a treasure trove for reporters in the capital, but also a lifeline for reporters in Winston.

In the two months since losing Ethan, they have barely managed to survive by relaying news from the capital.

Now that Ethan is finally back, they have to take as many photos as possible and get first-hand information as possible; they've been starving for far too long.

The cheers came after the cameras were taken.

To be precise, it wasn't cheers, but rather sounds of homage, as the entire Poletta family bowed to Ethan in respect.

Ethan was a little helpless, feeling that this was too ostentatious. Wasn't this just giving people ammunition to prove that he was a mafia boss?

But never mind, it's all from the family's heartfelt wishes. Besides, this is Winston, who would dare to say anything out of line?

Ethan stepped off the ship and immediately embraced Vincent. They were the closest of family members, and there were no many words exchanged, only simple gestures.

Then came the rest of the family, Eugenid, Walter, and some other important leaders.

Ethan received them one by one.

Next came some of Winston's businessmen and dignitaries. They didn't shy away from the occasion; on the contrary, they considered it an honor to come and pick up Ethan.

In the crowd, Ethan also spotted someone: El, the president of Winster University.

Ethan also went up and hugged him.

"Welcome back, Ethan. I've heard all about your exploits in the capital; they were truly awe-inspiring."

El used a flattering tone, but there was also some genuine feeling in his voice.

Ethan then realized that he actually felt a sense of honor that they had come to greet him.

Ethan underestimated the impact of what he had done in the capital on people in the North who had long been excluded from the core of the capital.

After the powerful and wealthy, it was time for the reporters. They pushed forward like madmen, asking Ethan, "Mr. Ethan, did you really conquer all the artists in the capital with a toilet?"

"Mr. Ethan, may I ask you..."

A host of problems arose.

Fortunately, the family members weren't there for nothing; they quickly separated these people and escorted Ethan to Klaus's spear, which had already arrived at the dock.

Anya had already gotten into the car, and she felt a sense of reunion with an old friend.

Ethan didn't sit down immediately. Instead, he turned to the reporters and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I just got back today and I'm a bit tired, so I won't be giving any interviews for now. I'll hold a press conference in a couple of days, okay? Let me go home in peace today."

Only then did he get into the car.

The car started and, under the protection of family members, slowly drove away from the scene.

Of course, there was another person who got into the car: Vincent.

After Ethan's words, the reporters were no longer so enthusiastic, but they still followed reluctantly, as if hoping to move Ethan and obtain first-hand information.

But inside the car, a serious conversation had already begun.

Ethan completely dropped the friendly smile he had shown outside. He glanced at Vincent, who had followed him, and asked, "Where's Velen? Where did he go?"

Before even disembarking, Ethan noticed something: Velen wasn't in the crowd.

Moreover, the core members of the family were clearly not in high spirits.

Something must have happened.

"Something has happened to Viren."

As expected, Vincent gave Ethan the answer he had anticipated.

"what happened?"

"It's a trap."

By the time the car arrived at Poletta Estate, Ethan had already understood the whole story.

The story naturally began after that big guy Zola came to deliver the message.

In order to save the life of the fat Sindorei, Velen still led his men to the city of Eitaska.

In fact, Velen had made ample preparations. He brought the best fighters recently selected from the family, and they were using the latest guns produced by the weapons factory. He was even equipped with two sniper rifles.

Vincent originally wanted to go along, but Velen stopped him.

"The trap can't actually get us all caught in it. If it's just me alone, it'll be easier to rescue people later." Velen was prepared for something bad to happen.

As it turned out, something really went wrong.

The other party actually called yesterday evening, and Vincent answered.

“Mr. Velen doesn’t seem to want to go home. Why don’t you come and pick him up yourself, Mr. Vincent?”

(End of this chapter)