Chapter 108: Disgusting
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Vincent waved his hand and his robe vanished, making him stand only in his black shorts.
Everyone can see his almost godly shaped body and a few women's names carved on the flesh on his chest.
'Oh, he is holding his body in a good shape, it's good to see. Also, the names on his chest are highly likely to belong to his wives… This is an interesting way to show his affection towards loved women' nodded Nicholas at this scene.
"Anna, gather everyone with Fire and Wind Elements. Annie, you gather those who can heal. Others can just look… of course if you will manage to since the scene of me burning alive is hard to see", said calmly Vincent and sat in a cross-leg position on the ground, preparing himself mentally for this hellish process.
"Yes dear, just be careful", Anna arrived at him and bowed her head to lightly kiss his lips.
"Don't worry, I will. Now, leave me alone in the area of 5 meters around me" spoke Vincent and saw his wives, other girls, and elves do as he asked.
Vincent nodded and waved his hand, beginning the creation of his podium.
[Rumble~!]
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Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away.
Teren Empire. Capital city. Imperial castle.
A blond-haired man in a white imperial robe was calmly sitting on the sofa in front of a room, but his expression was showing multiple emotions that can't be seen on the face of a truly calm person.
The fear, confusion, anger, and some expectations could be seen in his eyes.
His fear comes from an unknown reason. It was as if his doom were coming, but he didn't know from where and when.
His confusion was from the situation with his men that he sent more than 2 years ago to chase Anna and Annie, but there was literally no news whatsoever from them lately. They don't even contact him anymore.
His anger, which was also mixed with fear and little of expectations, was from one man that not long ago suddenly arrived at the imperial palace, riding on the red dragon-like creature.
[Screams]
Mark Teren heard that, and his body began to tremble a bit, but he didn't move, since fear, and even some of his expectations, were stopping him.
He has to do it for the greater good… his greater good.
'Don't blame me for it, blame only yourself and fate for being so unlucky…' He said coldly in his mind as he heard another noise.
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Five minutes later.
[Squeak]
The door that led into the chamber that belonged to one of his concubines opened and a tall blond-haired man in a red robe calmly stepped out, looking quite satisfied.
Mark could see that, behind that man, were two naked women lying on the bed. Their 'beautiful' faces showed only intense fear, and also hatred. One of them was in her late 30s and the other one was much younger. There were bruises all over their smooth bodies as they lay on the wide bed that had even some blood stains on it.
The younger one was his 14 years old daughter from another concubine.
The name of the woman in her late 30s was… Angelina, who was Bella's mother.
This 14-year-old girl didn't move because she had long ago fainted as her mind tried to protect her by escaping from this situation. The bedsheet near her had a blood stain that indicated that this poor girl had just lost her virginity…
Angelina, instead, was weak, but still conscious.
She laid on the bed with her chest down and hatefully looked at the red-robed man leaving the room, but the one she enormously hated the most, was her husband, who simply sold her to another man…
She knew that he was an evil person who cares only about power, and who has sick hobbies, from the day he forced her to marry him. Furthermore, because of him, her only daughter, Annabella, has gone missing. She was the only family member she had since she lost her parents long ago in her childhood. Annabella was the sun that brighten her life, the only one who could make her truly smile. The only one for whom she wants to live.
But this… What he did to her… She never imagined that this was even possible.
Yesterday, Mark told her that he will come to her room at night, so she better be fully prepared visually.
Angelina was enraged.
Every time he says it, it was as if he owns her and could do whatever he wants with her as if she were not his concubine, but some sort of hand slave.
She doesn't want to live like that, and even more to be ever again be touched by that son of a bitch, but she is a weak woman which can't change much.
She has no choice but to do as he wanted.
Likewise, she wants to kill him so much, but… If she fails, her daughter will pay a very heavy price.
But she had enough of it, and her daughter was out of his hands, so…
She decided that she will try to sneakily assassinate him tonight when he will be on top of her, defiling her once again.
She doesn't care much if her body will be defiled again by him. Even if she will fail and die, she will not allow him to treat her like that anymore.
Angelina did as he asked. She dressed in the sexiest transparent robe with black underwear and put on lovely makeup. This will make him blind from lust and will allow her to hide her real intentions.
She hid a small, thin, and sharp metal pen under the pillow and began to wait on the bed in her room, thinking of the perfect time to strike and what to do, and how to act if she succeeded.
But after the night arrived, Mark didn't come. Instead, it was one of his daughters who entered the room where she had never been before.
After she entered and closed the door, she saw a half-naked woman on the bed that covered her body with a bedsheet.
"Aunty Angelina? Why are you dressed like that? Father asked me to come to your room, but he didn't tell me why. Can you tell me what is going on?" Asked the girl curiously, her aunty.
Angelina also didn't know why he wanted her here, but then she heard that the door opened once more.
[Squeak]
The man that entered was not Mark, instead, it was a tall blond man in a red robe.
"Who are you? Where is Mark?" Asked Angelina.
For some reason, she felt scared even more when she was with Mark.
Paul calmly closed the door and turned to look at the two women inside.
'He didn't lie to me… He said that here will be waiting for me, his concubine, and one of his daughters… What a good husband and father, hah. He said that this concubine of his was annoying him lately quite a bit with her daughter's issue, while the daughter was simply useless to him anyway since she can't become a mage with her [none] affinity level in all 6 elements and can't be sold to be used as a cauldron for raising one's EES by stealing women's affinity and transforming it into elemental particles of high density for self-absorption by using the forbidden technique of my sect. He wants to punish them and please me by using them at the same time? Does he think that by gifting them to me, I will give him that art? Haha… That art has only a few trusted people in the entire Red Cloud Sect. I still didn't have it myself… for now. After I accomplish this mission given by a high elder, that art will finally be mine. Sadly, Anna and Annie will not be mine, tsk. But it can't be helped. Power decides everything', thought Paul as he imagined how he would advance to 4th rank magus by using that forbidden art.
He was a 3rd ranked magus in Fire Element, only in that element.
Paul has only one [normal] affinity out of 6, fire affinity, while others were at the [weak] and [none] levels.
He already reached the limit that his affinity allows him to.
Elemental resources that he needs to advance are too costly for him to buy using expensive low-quality world crystals that he can't allow spending since he doesn't have many of them.
So far, he filled only 5% of his flesh with WE, but even so, this 5% is already extending his lifespan to +50 years, yet, it was not enough for him.
Paul grinned at Angelina's words.
"Who else do you think? I'm yours 'husband' for tonight"