Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 847

Donoghue had the grand weapon, so he was the talent that the Westrington Emperor needed!

To build a future together?

Donoghue furrowed his brows.

Before he could speak, the Westrington Emperor continued to speak sincerely, "As long as you agree, you can be my Chancellor, and you'll lead all three armies. You only need to answer to me. What do you think."

What?

Chancellor?!

Instantly, the people around them started to cheer.

The Chancellor was a supreme and honored position.

Countless eyes were fixed on Donoghue and glistened with surprises and mixed feelings.

Donoghue pondered for a second as he looked at the Westrington Emperor. Then, he smiled and nodded. "Fine!"

Donoghue finally understood it. He had the divine weapon, so naturally, he would be famous worldwide!

A great opportunity had been offered to him now; he must seize it!

The Westrington Emperor laughed; he was delighted when Donoghue had agreed to his request. He looked up at the sky and laughed. "Great! This is great! From today onward, you shall be my right-hand man. The whole world would be under your

control!

As he spoke, all the people on the street and the army knelt and chorused, "Love live Emperor, long live Chancellor!"

Donoghue smiled when he saw that.

Five days later, at the New World.

There was a grand square in the New World's Royal City suburbs. The entire square was covered in white jade; it looked really luxurious!

"Ewan, my father wanted to kill me to compensate for Darryl's life. I don't want to stay with my family anymore. Please take me away with you," Rachel said softly.

Ewan wore an agonizing expression." Rachel, my master knew that we had caused Darryl's death. I had begged her for a very long time to forgive me. I want to bring you away too, but where can we go With our power, there is nowhere we could go if we were to leave my master or your family."

Ewan kissed her before he continued to speak. "Rachel, your father is just angry for now, and that was why he wanted to kill you. Don't worry. He is your father. How could he kill you. I think his anger would have subsided substantially by now."

Rachel bit her lips and said softly, "You mean you want me to go back?"

She was terrified at the thought of her father drawing his sword at her.

He knew she was worried, so Ewan smiled and said, "That's right. Rachel, you need to return to your family. Darryl is dead. Even if your father is still angry, it will not change anything. As for me, I will find a way to beg my master to ask for your hand in marriage."

Ewan held her hands and continued to console her. "Trust me; I will give you a grand wedding."

"Okay."

Rachel felt delighted as she leaned on Ewan's shoulder.