Chapter 403: The Father Who Traps His Son (Two in One, Please Subscribe!!!)_2

Anatole.

"Is this the person you've chosen?" Anatole scrutinized Caesar, and after a long pause, he chuckled, "Not bad, but not as good as Napoleon."

Caesar remained expressionless, his heart unmoved. Napoleon Bonaparte was famously rising, a normal occurrence, as each era produces its own talented individuals, like fleeting clouds across the river. Isn't every age graced with its own rulers?

Who is superior and who is inferior is an endless debate, and in itself, quite pointless.

To compare just for the sake of comparison indeed lowers one's standard.

He is Caesar, and this name alone is enough to make others tremble.

"You've arrived just in time."

Seraphina said, "Anatole believes that we should release Felix von Manshtein."

"For what purpose?"

"To buy some time."

Anatole spoke somberly, "You think Nicholas von Manshtein is Marvin Enders, correct?"

"Yes, that's my judgment, my intuition."