"What do you think?" Yshoy asked after Ashroth left.
After thinking for a mont, Vigil said, "If we can capture him, we may be able to extract his bloodline and find the source of the strange energy Alijah told us about."
"However, if he survives, I'm sure the humans would do their best to protect him. So, it'll be easier to kill him than to capture him."
Yshoy nodded. "Then we'll kill him." Though Max's bloodline and his strange energy that could destroy the demonic energy were lucrative things, he knew unless they were willing to offend the Blood Wing demon thoroughly, thereby risk offending the Blood Demons, they would have no chance to get them even if they managed to capture him.
…
After leaving the hall, a troubled look appeared on Ashroth's face.
'I need to find a way to sneak out of the city without them noticing and talk to him. I can't let him beco an even bigger target.' He thought,
If he continued to antagonize the demon race, he would surely die before he could beco strong enough to help his Blood Wing tribe.
'How troubleso! Couldn't he have stayed a little more low-key?' He sighed.
'But it's surprising that he has beco so strong in such a short ti. No wonder father made a deal with him even though he was just a Three Star mage.'
…
Inside the tent, Max was lying on a clean sheet. Unlike Max, who carried beds and mattresses, the ladies carried only a few utility items.
They wanted to take off his spatial ring to take out the bed for him, but it was stuck in his flesh and bone. The ladies didn't have the heart to cause him pain by trying to pull it off, so they left it untouched and used the sheet instead.
Unlike an hour before, the ladies were relaxed because in this hour, his wounds had rapidly recovered.
Almost no dark spot remained on his body, and most of the wounds had scabbed. Just a few minutes earlier, his heart had also started to beat more vigorously.
They were relieved to see this, but their gaze remained fixated on him.
So distance away from the tent, the group of Fuller and William families was resting.
Martha was cultivating with her eyes closed, but her companions could tell her divine sense was focused inside the tent.
Seeing this, they had also tried to peek inside, but she had repelled their divine senses, clearly not wanting them to see whatever was happening inside, which made them even more curious.
Pauline was sitting cross-legged beside her, calmly recovering her mana and healing her wounds.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and curiously asked, "Princess, what changed?"
Martha opened her eyes and gave her a confused look. "What do you an?"
"I an, your family also wanted him, just like those three, right? So, what changed that made you help him? You are even shielding their tent with your divine sense." Pauline clarified. Her words imdiately drew everyone's attention, including the Seidel, Arasia, and Martell families, who were not too far away.
Martha's lips curled up in a small smile as she casually said, "Simply because my brother ordered to."
Boom!
Her words jolted everyone, especially the three noble families and even more so, Dean and Count Wiley.
'Fuck!' Both cursed in their minds.
Just like everyone, Pauline was also surprised, but in a good way. She smiled and nodded. "That's good. It wasn't unseemly of you to be greedy anyway."
Many of the royal family mbers felt their eyelids twitch at her words.
Martha just nodded in response and was about to close her eyes again when her gaze flickered to the tent.
Pauline, noticing this, imdiately asked, "What is it? Is he awake?"
Even as she asked, she had already stood up, wanting to go over.
Martha, however, grabbed her hand and pulled her down. "He is awake, but you should give them so ti to talk before barging in."
"Alright." Pauline nodded and sat down.
While she and her family mbers felt relieved, the expression of mbers of three noble families, except for the young man from the Martell family, darkened.
'This is not good.' Count Wiley gulped nervously.
…
A mont ago...
One of Max's index fingers twitched a little.
Shua!
The trio imdiately shot to their feet and ca over to his side.
As they waited, their hearts pounding, Max's eyelids trembled a little before slowly opening.
"Heh, I survived…" He croaked out, his scabbed lips curling up a little in a victorious smile.
"..."
The emotional trio looked at him speechlessly.
Just then his blurry vision cleared, and he saw them looking at him with moist eyes.
"Sorry to worry you guys again." He whispered,
Lily sat down beside him and gently touched his face as she shook her head and said, "Don't be. Who knew an emperor rank being could be so shaless to break the rules and attack you?"
Sera also sat down and nodded. "Sister Lily is right. You just focus on recovering. Also, see if you don't have any serious internal injury."
Max nodded before glancing at Emily, who was calmly staring at him.
"Are you angry again?"
"No, I am not." She shook her head. "Focus on healing yourself. We can talk later." Saying this, she went back to the place she was sitting and closed her eyes.
After giving the duo, sitting on his either side, a smile, he closed his eyes.
Imdiately, his brows furrowed. Opening his eyes, he asked, "Did soone help ?"
The pair, including Emily, tensed up upon hearing his tone.
"Yes, Lady Wyomin helped you. She continuously cast her spells on you for hours." Lily said before asking, "Is sothing wrong?"
Max sighed, "Well, nothing's wrong with , but now she knows my secrets."
While the trio beca worried, he murmured, "It's surprising she returned to you. I wonder what's going on in her mind."
After saying this, he looked up and said, "Thank you, Princess, for the help. But I would like it if you gave us a little privacy now.
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