Chapter 935: Chapter 589: Only Children Make Choices_2
âNo wonder there are strange traces of concealment; all of this is actually manmadeâŠâ
Seeing Bonnie bite her red lips tightly and muster the courage to ask, âAre human lives not even worth as much as a demon beast?â
âTurns out thereâs quite a nice little girl here.â
Looking up and down at Bonnieâs delicate body, Cliff licked his cracked lips as if discovering a new world, âMaybe this lord can let you die a little later.â
Gazing at Bonnieâs blood-streaked fair face, Cliff sneered coldly, âAs for your question, I can clearly answer you: I am a nobleman, a member of high society, whereas you lowly town mercenaries are no better than pigs and dogs in my eyes.â
âYouâŠâ
Bonnie was at a loss for words but didnât know how to argue back.
And the lewd, fierce gaze from her opponent made her hair bristle, leaving her too afraid to speak.
âYoung Master Cliff, these mercenaries are also residents of Greyrock City, and theyâre under your fatherâs rule. As the ruler of this land, you should be the protector of the residents, so why are you hurting the innocent instead?â
On the other side, Layne clenched his heavy bow, his face filled with reluctance.
âThis lord doesnât need a useless piece of trash like you, who couldnât even protect his own territory, to teach me,â Cliff disdainfully looked at Layne, âAs a lost dog, you should stop barking here.â
âBack then, if it werenât for your family secretly taking control of power under the guise of marriage and finally supporting their own successor to the throne, Greyrock City wouldnât have easily fallen into your handsâŠâ
Seeing Layneâs resolute expression and gritted teeth, he continued.
âThe simple truth of winners and losers doesnât need me to teach you, right? If you have to blame, blame your foolish ancestors.â
Laughing coldly, an unstoppable murderous intent emerged on Cliffâs pale face as he said ominously, âSince you, the brave knight, is so willing to protect the weak, then this lord shall give you a chance.â
After speaking, Cliff nodded at the grinning hunchbacked old man beside him.
âHehe, young master, the other little darlings are already starving.â
The hunched old man understood, his gaunt, sinister face intensifying.
He took a silver metal bell from his pocket and shook it gently.
The next moment, the expected sound of a silver bell did not ring. Instead, sharp wolf howls sounded from both east and west simultaneously.
BoomâŠ
Accompanied by the rumbling of giant bodies running, the trembling of the earth, and within a moment, two formidable Rock Horned Wolf Kings appeared on both east and west directions.
âSo, this old man is actually a Beast Tamer? No wonder he can tame Tier 3 Demon Beasts like this.â
Watching this scene, Layne was secretly amazed in his heart.
At the same time, a sense of impending doom rose from the depths of his heart.
Just as Layne thought of this, Cliff continued leisurely, âAlright, the brave knight, itâs time for you to make your choice.â
âThese two Rock Horned Wolf Kings will both pounce on you and the other five mercenaries. Even though you are accurate, with your power, you can only stop one of them.â
âIn short, either you or the five mercenaries will become a feast for the Rock Horned Wolf Kings.â
Gazing playfully at the astonished Layne, Cliffâs face turned ferocious, âNow, let this lord see what kind of choice you, who has always regarded protecting the weak as your duty, will make.â
âLord Layne, donât worry about us! Just take care of the Rock Horned Wolf King charging towards you! Even if you sacrificed yourself, this cruel man will not spare us!â
Not far away, the middle-aged mercenary captain attempted to move but failed and was forced to shout.
âPeasant, did this lord allow you to speak?â
Hearing the mercenary captainâs words, Cliffâs pale face darkened in an instant.
Without any hesitation, he swung his magic wand, and the ice blades that had been surrounding the mercenary captain pierced his limbs. The captain immediately lost his balance, fell to the ground, and fainted.
Perhaps wanting the mercenary captain to suffer more, the ruthless aristocrat did not choose to pierce his throat directly.
âAlright, brave knight, itâs time to make your choice.â
Still looking at Layne with a playful expression, Cliff nodded again at the withered old man beside him.
âHehe, the time has come for the little darlings to eat.â
The withered old man grinned eerily, then shook the silver bell that only the Demon Beasts could hear.
On the other side, the two Rock Horned Wolf Kings who had received the signal didnât hesitate for a moment. They immediately opened their gaping mouths and, with a push off the ground, kicked up a cloud of dust as they charged like two Death Scythes towards Layne and the other mercenaries.
At the same time, a glittering giant shield appeared in the withered old manâs hand, blocking both himself and Cliff.
As a Tier 3 Beast Tamer, he knew how to protect himself and his master to prevent any desperate backfire from the other party.
Not far away, the violent wild aura and frantic energy fluctuations clashed in the air, making the entire scene suddenly tense.