Seeing Max flinch, Ashroth knitted his brows and coldly said, "If it wasn't because you got her scent on you while saving her, I would've killed you right here and now. Now get lost from my sight."
"Hey, big brother. He isn't from our tribe, so he would get lost if he isn't with me…" Amara said to diffuse the situation.
She loved her big brother so she couldn't say anything against his decisions, but she couldn't let him treat Max this way because if he got angry, she would be the one to suffer the consequences.
"Then let me send someone to escort him." Saying this, he turned to look at one of the prison guards and ordered, "Take him to the servant quarters."
The guard raised his brows when he heard this. Just as he was about to say he wasn't allowed to leave his post, the deep voice from before sounded in his ears, [Do what young Lord orders.]
Hearing the voice, the guard nodded. The voice belonged to the head of the prison guards.
However, before he could fly over to Max's side. A laughing voice resounded in the sky,
"Haha, congratulations brother Ashroth for regaining your freedom."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
After the voice sounded, two figures flew over and landed in front of Ashroth.
It was Osmont and his subordinate.
Ashroth glanced at Osmont in silence for a few seconds. An intangible pressure spreading from the duo and the situation immediately heated up.
'What a lucky day! We get to watch a great show.' The guards thought and looked at the duo with shining eyes. They knew it was Osmont who framed Ashroth and made him stay in prison for two years. Since Osmont had come here as soon as Ashroth was released, they were sure Ashroth wouldn't like it and a great drama would unfold in front of them.
However, before Ashroth could say anything, Amara glared at Osmont and coldly said, "What are you doing here? Get lost."
"Oh?" Osmont shifted his gaze to Amara. There was a hidden glint in the depths of his eyes as he looked at her up and down before he laughingly said, "Hehe, little sister is fiery as always."
He then stopped looking at her and shifted his gaze back to Ashroth. He then took out a wooden box and held it in front of him. "To congratulate brother on regaining his freedom, I brought a small gift. I hope you would accept it."
Ashroth looked at him, showing no emotion on his face. He then glanced at the box, took it from him and calmly said, "Thank you, younger brother, for the gift."
"Hehe, it's nothing. But I would like to apologize to you brother." Osmont said.
"Oh? Why is that?" Ashroth asked, a light smile playing on his lips.
"Because I was in a hurry, I couldn't find anything better, so I only brought a blood gem. I hope brother won't feel humiliated." Osmont said apologetically. However, everyone could see his smirk.
When Amara heard this, she lost her temper and unleased her demon energy, shouting, "How dare you?"
Although the pressure of her mid-stage three-star demon energy was too great for someone like Max, to Osmont, who was a mid-stage four-star demon, it was nothing.
He continued looking at Ashroth with a fake smile on his face, but when he saw that there was no change in his expression and was still smiling; he became angry.
He glanced at Amara, who was still releasing her energy, and coldly said, "Will you stop?"
While saying this, he released a bit of his energy and sent it toward her, intending to suppress her.
His real purpose, however, was to tell Ashroth that even though he was free, he was nothing in front of him. Whenever he wanted, he could suppress him or his beloved sister and he would be helpless to do anything about it.
Seeing this, Ashroth's expression finally shifted and an icy glint flashed in his eyes.
BOOM!
He released his energy, which immediately destroyed the energy heading toward Amara. Before Osmont could react to this development, Ashroth slapped toward him.
Bang!
A wave of energy, many times stronger than his, hit Osmont and sent him staggering backwards.
Blergh!
After he regained his balance, he looked at Ashroth in horror. He pointed at him with trembling hands, but just as he opened his mouth to speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Whoosh!
"Young Lord, are you alright?" His subordinate appeared beside him, glaring at Ashroth.
"I'm alright." Osmont wiped the blood from his lips and looked at Ashroth, asked, "How… how did you become so strong inside the prison?"
"By working hard." Ashroth said, his lips slightly upturned to form a mocking smile. He then asked, "Why? Is my younger brother not happy to see me stronger?"
"You…?" Osmont almost spat out another mouthful of blood when he heard this. How could he be happy? Didn't he frame him in the past to curb his progress?
Phew!
Osmont took a deep breath and put on a smile before saying, "I'm naturally happy. Alright, I won't be taking any more of your time."
Flap!
Saying this, he flapped his wings flew away. His subordinate also followed him after giving Ashroth another glare.
When he returned to his room, Osmont glared at his subordinate and angrily asked, "You bastard! Aren't you assigned by my mother to protect me at all times? What were you doing when that cheap bastard attacked me?"
"Young Lord, I didn't expect him to be… stronger than you and thought that you could easily handle it." The demon answered with his head lowered.
Bang!
Hearing this, Osmont became even more angry and punched a wooden table, breaking it into pieces.
If not for the fact that this demon was in the five-star realm, and he wouldn't be able to kill him with his strength, he really wanted to tear him apart instead of the table.
After a while, he calmed down and muttered, "How the hell did he become stronger than me while staying in the prison? Did father really go against the rule and provided him resources? But he wouldn't do that because my mother's family find out about it, things would get ugly for him."
After muttering to himself for a while, he glanced at his subordinate and asked, "How strong was he exactly?"
The demon hesitated for a moment before saying, "He seems to be in the mid-stage four-star realm."
"HOW'S THAT POSSIBLE?" Osmont shouted. "How can he be stronger than me when we are in the same realm?"
"Perhaps he only seemed stronger than young Lord because he caught you off guard." The demon said.
"Hmm, that's also possible." Osmont nodded after thinking for a moment. At that time, he really hadn't expected him to suddenly attack.
He then said. "But it doesn't explain how he grew so strong when he was in the prison."
"Perhaps, young Lord's suspicion is correct. The branch leader really went against the rules and provided him with the resources." The demon said again.
Hearing this, Osmont's expression turned ugly. He thought for a while and then took out his communication crystal. "Hello, mother…"
…
After witnessing her big brother's strength and watching Osmont fled in embarrassment, Amara became extremely happy. She grabbed his hand like an excited child and spoke with shining eyes, "I knew my big brother is extraordinary. Even though you were in there, you became so strong. It's amazing!"
After she said this, she became a bit upset and murmured, "But if brother wasn't imprisoned, maybe you would have awakened your bloodline too. Such a pity."
When Ashroth heard her murmur, he smiled lightly and asked, "And how do you know I haven't awakened my bloodline already?"
"Of course. How could you awaken it in there without any…" Hearing his question, Amara started answering on reflex but she paused mid-sentence and looked at him in surprise, "Don't tell me, you… you really awakened it?"
Ashroth didn't confirm or deny. He just smiled and flicked her forehead. "Let's go. We can talk about it later."
As Max watched their interaction, he couldn't help but remember sweet and clingy Anna and cold but caring Emily, who he hasn't seen ever since she left for the royal academy.
'I wonder how she is.' He thought.
Just then, Ashroth looked in his direction before looking at the guard who he had ordered to take him away and asked, "Why he is still here?"
"I'm sorry, young Lord. Just then--" The guard tried to explain that he didn't move because of the situation earlier but Ashroth interrupted him, "Just take him away."
"Yes, young Lord." The guard nodded and flew over to Max's side. Just as he was about to grab him and fly to the servant quarters, Amara spoke.
"Big brother. Since he is a human, he would be bullied to death in the servant's quarters."
Ashroth raised his brows in surprise when he looked at her. Why was she worried about a lowly human's safety? But he then remembered Max had saved her life, so it wasn't too strange for her to feel a little indebted to him, even though he was a human being.
"How about I order everyone to not mess with him? He will be safe then." Ashroth said.
"No, big brother. I promised him I'll take care of him and make him my personal servant so no one would bully him. Therefore, as my personal servant, he will stay in my quarters." Amara resolutely said.
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