Chapter 145 Amleth... that's enough
In the middle of a crowded place like this, his son was beaten like a dog, but he did not dare to protest, as his honor would be trampled.
Benutt took a deep breath, then placed a hand on his chest and said: "Lady Amleth, my son was seriously injured by them, can't I get some justice?"
"Even if you are…"
"Did I… allow you to speak?" Amleth's cold voice rang out again. She looked at Benutt like she was looking at a dead person, and this made him shiver.
Benutt was a bit shaken; he didn't think that a level 70 magician like him would be scared of a girl.
Everyone also clearly saw Benutt's arm, which was holding the magic staff, shaking. It was as if he was about to drop it.
"Benutt, you… take your son with you and leave. From now on, all the places where I do business will not welcome you."
Listening to Amleth, Benutt expressed extreme fear: "Wait! Lady Amleth, you cannot be so unfair. I... my son was seriously injured by them; why am I the one who suffers?"
The people around him heard that and felt that Amleth's decision was unfair; however, no one dared stand up for him, they could only talk about him.
"How pitiful, being forbidden by Lady Amleth like that is tantamount to committing suicide."
"That's right. Lady Amleth has almost cornered Karol's market, especially in raw materials for preparing medicinal herbs."
"Okay, we don't need to continue talking about him, don't make Lady Amleth angry."
"But who is that young man and that girl? How scary, Lady Amleth had to appear to welcome them, perhaps their status is also very high."
"That little girl was also very terrifying. Using her fists, she destroyed the fireball of a level 70 mage."
"Is she a monster?"
"What I want to talk about is that young man. Have you seen him? Lady Amleth helped him adjust the hem of his shirt."
"AAA!!! My goddess, is he her boyfriend?"
"No! I don't believe it! My goddess has been single for nearly a hundred years, she has no interest in love."
The crowd continued to talk, and Benutt became more alert when he heard their chatter, as he discovered that the young man's status seemed to be very terrible.
'Lady Amleth, fix the hem of his dress, could it be that... that young man is a member of the royal family?'
Benutt frowned and thought: 'No, the royal family currently has no men. But… who is he?'
'Even though I don't know who he is, it feels like I just kicked an iron plate.'
Benutt glanced at Benatt, who was lying on the ground. There was so much anger in his eyes that it felt like he wanted to tear Benatt into pieces.
Although he had many children in the family, Benatt was still one of them.
But he didn't think that his stupid son would put him in this situation.
Benutt quickly bowed his head and said: "Lady Amleth, please think again. I'm truly sorry, my son is a bit stubborn, he…"
"Are you deaf?" Amleth spoke up, her gaze still cold. But when she turned her head to look at Lathel, her eyes became gentle and docile.
She hugged Lathel's other arm, smiled, and said: "If you dare touch my man, you must be punished."
"Unless…"
Benutt heard those words and immediately knelt on the ground: "Lady Amleth, please give me a chance."
"If you cut off his legs, I… will forgive you."
Hearing Amleth speak, Benutt's body trembled. He didn't think that this woman was so cruel.
She wanted a father to cut off his son's legs. If Benutt did not do it, his family's economic source would be completely cut off.
If he were to cut off his son's legs, then... his honor would be trampled even more severely.
Benutt gritted his teeth and thought, Amleth smiled contemptuously: "Well... you can't do it."
Lathel was about to say something when Amleth put an index finger on his lips: "Shhh, my man, don't say anything, let's settle this matter, okay?"
He originally wanted to stop Amleth, but he suddenly discovered that his body seemed frozen, and he was unable to move.
However, Lathel did feel Amleth's hand moving from his lips to his neck.
Her nails lightly stabbed into his neck, but that also made him extremely uncomfortable.
[Ding! It has been discovered that you're being imprisoned by an 'imprisonment spell'. The 'Adaptation' talent has activated.]
[Ding! Starting the adaptation process... 1%... 2%...]
Amleth glanced at her sharp fingernails digging into Lathel's jugular artery, but thinking of something, she decided to retract her finger.
Lathel breathed a sigh of relief, however, he still couldn't move.
"Don't hurt Lathel." Charlotte suddenly pushed Amleth away, her small body stood in front of Lathel, her eyes filled with caution.
Amleth laughed loudly: "Hahaha… little girl, are you Lathel's sister?"
Charlotte didn't answer, her eyes were fixed on Amleth.
Amleth, seeing that Charlotte did not answer, took one of Lathel's arms and tucked it between her soft mountains.
Charlotte also hugged his other arm, however, the front of her chest was just a flat surface. She pouted, trying to hold Lathel's hand tightly.
Manager Kiin retreated, he felt that today was truly the end of his life.
At this point, everything was chaotic. Benutt knelt down and asked Amleth for forgiveness, but Amleth was confronting the girl following Lathel.
Manager Kiin didn't want to do this job anymore, he wanted to go home, eat a bowl of hot soup, then hug two beauties and sleep in a warm bed.
Amleth glanced at Benutt and said: "What are you waiting for?"
Benutt felt a chill down his spine, and he began to regret letting his stupid son cause trouble everywhere without teaching or punishing him.
Now that Benutt saw Amleth treating the young man so intimately, he knew... he had no other chance.
Benutt stood up, picked up a sword from a bodyguard lying on the ground, and approached Benatt.
Benatt was startled and raised his head to look at his father. From beginning to end, he only pretended to be unconscious, thinking that his father would protect him.
But when Amleth appeared, adjusting Lathel's shirt, he was smart enough to know that... he had kicked an iron wall.
Therefore, pretending to be unconscious is the best way. But… he was wrong. He never thought that his father would pick up the sword and point it at him.
"Father… you… What are you going to do? You are my father, if you do this, aren't you afraid that your honor will be trampled on?"
Benutt gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "If you are afraid of my honor being trampled on, then why did you cause trouble recently and receive such an outcome today?"
Benatt crawled on the ground, hugged Benutt's trouser leg, and cried bitterly: "Father, don't cut off my legs, please... You are my father, you must protect me."
"Protect you… if I protect you…" Benutt said angrily, his eyes turning red: "If I protect you, then what about my entire clan?"
"Benatt, this is your end because of your stupidity."
"AAA!!! Father..." As soon as Benatt shouted, Benutt swung his sword, cutting off one of Benatt's legs.
Fresh blood flowed out like a stream that splashed around.
"AAA!!! Dad! Why? you cut off my legs?"
"AAA!!! kill me! Hahaha… Benutt, you better kill me, otherwise, I will make this family die miserably."
Hearing that, Benutt was so angry that his face turned red. The hand holding the sword, which was still shaking a bit after cutting off one of Benatt's legs, now firmly grasped the sword.
"Good! If I let you live, you will still cause trouble, so… killing you is the best choice."
[Ding! The adaptation process is complete, if you are affected by the 'confinement spell', its effectiveness will be reduced by 20%.]
At this moment, Amleth felt the 'imprisonment spell' she had used on Lathel suddenly disappear.
An extremely small stream of light flew out from Lathel's neck, then disappeared in just a moment.
However, Amleth could clearly see the entire process and was extremely surprised.
Lathel suddenly moved again, this process was even faster than the process of removing the anesthesia in the morning.
He shouted: "Enough!"
However, Lathel was slow.
The sword pierced Benatt's chest, and fresh blood spilled out. Benatt spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground.
Even when he died, his eyes were still open, looking towards Benutt.
Lathel was startled when he saw this scene, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Amleth was indifferent, even though Benutt killed Benatt, she paid no attention to them, she just stared at Lathel.
'Aww!!! My man, he has a low class, but he is able to break the effect of the 'imprisoning spell', Lathel... you are amazing.'
'Why... why didn't you show off your greatness in your previous life so I could appreciate you more?'
'It's okay… in this life… in this life I still have a chance.'
Amleth's eyes shifted from surprise to greed, then to crazy possessiveness.
But Lathel only looked towards Benutt, he did not think he would see the scene of a father killing son.
"Are you crazy?" Lathel shouted: "He… he is your son."
Benutt glanced at Lathel with hatred, but he still knelt on the ground, tears flowing from his eyes, and said in a strong voice: "Lady Amleth, I killed Benatt, are you satisfied?"
Amleth did not answer him, she caressed Lathel's face, smiling happily she said: "Lathel... my man, this result... Are you satisfied?"
"If you are not satisfied, then… I will let his family disappear from this world." Amleth said, although her voice was cheerful, everyone around her shivered.
You must know that Benutt is a Marquis, and Benutt's family is not small.
However, for a Marquess' family to disappear, just how much authority did Amleth possess to be able to say it so lightly?
Benutt trembled, he inhaled a cold breath, feeling as if his fate was about to end.
Who is Amleth? He knows very well. The higher his level, the more clearly he knows how powerful she is.
Lathel now sighed and said: "Amleth… that's enough."
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