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Chapter 4663
Some of the ladies in the crowd started to feel their heartbeat thumping rapidly in their
bodies as they were attracted to the pretty man when they saw him. In the meantime,
Morticia's brows drew closer together, and mumbled to herself when the pretty man
appeared.
It was obvious the pretty man was looking for trouble from the way he talked. Morticia
started to wonder if the purpose of his action was to rescue her. However, she doubted it
since the pretty man was a stranger to her. It so just happened she suddenly sensed the
aura of the bloodline from the pretty man's body. She could not contain the excitement as
her body started shaking. It was the fiend race bloodline, the pretty man was a
descendant of the fiend race.
Being one of the twelve Fiend Martyr, it was an easy job for Morticia to sense the fiend
race bloodline within the pretty man's body. Her excitement was real since she thought
she was the only fiend race left in the world and now discovering that there were still
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The pretty man was indeed a descendant of the fiend race, the disciples of the Blanc clan,
Yarl. His father, Boris was the Great Elder of the clan and also the brother of the head of
the clan, Cranos. Thus, Yarl was Skylar's cousin.
Half an hour ago, Cranos had decided to rescue Morticia and sent Yarl to create a
commotion scene. All of the men who dressed alike as Yarl were all disciples of the Blanc
clan. They were there to assist Yarl.
’Young man!" Finally, Hugo reacted. He stared at Yarl and shouted angrily, ’ How dare of
you to speak nonsense and judge Her Majesty publicly? Do you know you have committed
a crime?"
His right hand reached for the sword on his waist. He had thought it thru, as long as the
pretty man dared to speak disrespect of Her Majesty, he would kill him. No one could act
unduly to Her Majesty.
At that moment, the street remained quiet. Everyone could feel the killing vibes from
Hugo and most of them were worried for Yarl.
"General!" On the other hand, Yarl was calm. "Please don't be angry. It was not my
intention to judge Her Majesty. There are some questions I just want to have answers to."
He stood there like a gentleman while keeping himself cool with his fan.
Hugo tried hard to contain his fury since he could not find an excuse to let it out on Yarl.
"What questions?"
To be honest, Hugo really wanted to just kill Yarl. However, Yarl was looking exceptionally
well-mannered and educated like a duke or viscount and that was the reason Hugo
hesitated. It would end badly for him if he killed Yarl without any proper reason and Yarl
turned out to be one of the royals.
’General." Yarl smiled and took a good look at Morticia while speaking slowly. "To me, this
woman in the prison carriage is no other than a weak and helpless woman. How could she
be a ruthless fiend killer? And yet, you refer to her as the Fiend Martyr just now. Do you
have any proof?"
Hugo was stunned. He frowned. "What do you mean?"
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"Stay calm, general." Yarl smiled and looked around before talking again. ’ What I was
trying to say is you should have evidence to prove it since this is a parade. An evident
proof that she is a Fiend Martyr and not just because of a royal notice or your words."
Yarl looked at Morticia again. "As far as I know, the blood of a fiend is blue in color. Look at
the blood color of this woman here, it's red. So I doubt that she is a fiend."
When Yarl was talking, he acted very calmly but his eyes were sparkling with wits. Indeed,
Yarl made up the fact about the fiend race bleeding blue blood. It was an act to confuse
the crowd and made a scene.
The people had hardly stepped foot outside of the South Cloud City nor received much
information about the outside world. Seeing how confident Yarl was, most of them
believed him. Suddenly, the tide turned.
"I think so too..."
"The color of the blood is supposed to be blue...but this woman’s blood is red."
"Is the young man telling the truth?"
"If that is the case, then we are so wrong. We are responsible for throwing stones at her
forehead and causing the injury..."
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