YM778.TV Chapter 110
Chapter 110: Four
“What do you want, third prince?” Sara asked the headless man.
He was clearly in charge of this operation. Otherwise, her aunt wouldn’t be casually sitting at the back. There was no way for Henred to even lead the operation or have anything to say with these two around.
Henred creased his face as Sara’s attitude displeased him. No, she had just glanced at him, then utterly ignored him.
That lack of attention displeased him.
The third prince of the Dullahan Kingdom, Nektor Miseles.
He laughed faintly; his voice was coming from his body. To be more precise, from the black soul dancing around his neck.
He replied, “You’ve become stronger, Sara. I thought you would give us some more time.” He gestured at Celia, then crossed his arms, “Or you’ve acquired a new ability from dallying with your bastard sisters.”
Alex and others contorted their faces as the third prince gave them no respect at all.
As if oblivious to their reactions, Nektor continued, “You shall return to the Dullahan Kingdom, Sara. Your daughter will return with us first because you have to fulfill your mission first.”
“Mission?” Sara lifted one of her eyebrows.
Nektor took a step forward; his powerful strength caused a few cracks to appear on the ground, “You will give us back the Dullahan King’s Sword. Don’t even tell me you don’t know what has happened behind the scenes.
Your bastard father charmed our beloved sister to snatch the sword! He forced her to commit this crime!” Nektor’s voice resounded throughout the whole den as if he had countless heads.
A few pebbles dropped from the ceiling while others, including Henred and Wolfen Demon, paled and clenched their hands unconsciously.
Nektor took another step forward, “His empty lies made big sister Mia believe she was the only one! She believed in a future where two kingdoms would co-exist! She often told us about the warmth she felt!
About warmth that this human evoked within her!” Nektor’s voice boomed.
[You have been hit by the third dullahan prince’s rage.]
[Your body has been frozen.]
[You can’t move until you shake off your fear.]
“What’s worse… is that you were the same,” Nektor glanced at Henred, then retracted his attention back to Sara.
Sara gazed at the third prince with trembling eyes and body. She couldn’t stop quivering before the real royalty and the man with a higher level. He was just stronger, be it his experience or level.
But love for her daughter melted a little of fear around her lips, “I will… give you the sword… Just let Celia go and return to me. She needs her mother!”
Sara didn’t want her daughter to go through this much stress. There was simply nothing worse than a little kid losing her mother!
Nektor sneered, “I refuse. This kid has a sleeping power within her.”
“Don’t give me this bullshit!” Sara howled as Nektor didn’t want to cooperate with her. She understood that her daughter was in real jeopardy.
She utterly overcame her fear and spoke with a powerful and decisive voice, “What power?! Her assessment was that she has no qualities at all!”
At their birth, the dullahans checked the babies’ souls. It was tough to nurture the soul, so it was severely important to be born with abundant soul power.
Celia was a half-dullahan; her results were disappointing.
Nektor didn’t reply, “How about you ask your husband?”
“I don’t have a husband,” Sara replied immediately.
While Henred’s face scrunched more, Nektor burst out laughing. He took another few steps forward, bringing his pressure closer to Sara’s group.
He unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Sara, “You don’t know how to take our the Dullahan King’s Sword yet, do you?” As Sara’s face grew uglier, Nektor continued, “You and that guy are the keys to bringing it out.
You either agree to work with us, or you will never see your daughter again,” Nektor threatened.
He knew that no one could take that sword yet. It was a too powerful weapon, and even Elias Deathwill would carefully examine it. Yes, just examine, because even that man shouldn’t be able to wield this power!
No matter how skillful swordsman he was, the Dullahan King’s Sword was more than just a sword.
Regardless, Nektor had done enough research throughout this week. He knew that Sara wouldn’t find a better power source than Deathwill Castle.
That castle was in the hands of the young player. Their cooperation was important for their both success.
He would always know where Sara was. He would always know where the Dullahan King’s Sword was.
They always could find another way to take it back.
But that little half-dullahan was different. Nektor couldn’t let her grow up by Sara’s side. Everyone in the royalty circle had a rough guess about Celia’s slumbering power.
“No one can take my daughter away from me. No one…” Sara spoke as if in a trance, “I will fight all of you, even if it means I have to fight alone!”
“Sara!” Alex shouted.
His voice startled Sara. She jumped and turned around. Immediately after turning around, the dullahan momma noticed Alex’s angry expression.
That emotion shook off Nektor’s fear.
“Alone? Do you really think we will leave you alone?” Alex asked.
Sara bit her lips, letting tears go down her cheeks. She glanced at everyone’s faces, then with her eyes on Alex, she whispered, “Thank you…”
Alex came closer. He wiped off Sara’s tears, then looked back at everyone. Alex brought out his sword and tightly clenched it as his beloved nodded.
“We have a numbers advantage! Let’s bring back our princess to her castle!” Alex shouted.
Schnee was the next one to speak, “As a good aunt, that’s my duty. Ultimate Skill.”
[Schnee Deathwill has used her Ultimate Skill.]
Remia nodded, “The castle wouldn’t be the same without Celia’s smile. Ultimate Skill.”
[Remia has used her Ultimate Skill.]
Stella whispered, “I am her aunt too.”
[Stella Deathwill has used her Ultimate Skill.]
A wave of powerful energies swept through the den. Those energies lit up the whole place, creating a powerful momentum.
Sara’s face lit up in all those colors, “Your big family is coming for you, Celia… Ultimate Skill.”
[Sara Deathwill has used her Ultimate Skill.]