NovelEnglishChapter 1199
"No way, seriously, there's no ghost!" Beck was almost in tears, his voice rising to a shriek, "I swear | saw it-ah!
The ghost is back!"
He collapsed, trembling, into Moss's arms.
At that moment.
Everyone could see the "ghost" Beck was talking about.
Silence.
A dead, eerie silence.
Then, a few seconds later.
"Ahhh, there's a ghost!"
The whole villa erupted with blood-curdling screams!
A bunch of grown men, scared out of their wits, nearly wetting themselves!
A shadow zipped through the night, darting up, then swooping down with a whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-
It shot up to the fourth floor, then leaped down, like skind of wild bungee jump!
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"Everyone, back to your rooms!"
Connor's face was as serious as a heart attack.
Everyone was freaking out, instinctively following Connor's orders, and bolted inside.
Connor leapt out the window, and as the shadow sprang down from the fourth floor, he caught her in his arms.
She was fast; he was faster!
Holding her tight, Connor pressed a point on her body, and Flora finally passed out. Sensing the storm of energy
raging inside Flora, his expression grew even more serious. He swiftly carried her back to his room.
Gently laying Flora on the bed, Connor took her wrist, channeling his own energy into her until the wild energy
inside her settled down, only then did he release her.
That special medicine? It really didn't do much. Flora's energy went haywire because it had been bottled up for
over a decade, never getting a chance to break free. The medicine just stirred it up, causing the chaos.
"If you want to go back to Martial World, I'll go with you," Connor murmured softly, looking at her. "Lucky for us,
your Connor is strong enough now."
Not like fifteen years ago, when he was just a kid locked away in ssecret room.
Connor lay down beside Flora, closed his eyes, and slipped into a dream.
A nightmare.
"Hey, | heard your mom ran off with someone, and your dad beats you every day, even does weird experiments
on you, turned you into a freak, is that true?"
"Talking to you! You're just a captive from our Martial World, quit the act!" They locked him in a cage, and many
kids bullied him, until a little girl showed up.
She wore
pink princess dress, all
pretty proud like a little princess. She was so young, her words cout a bit stammered.
That year, he was nine, Flora was four.
"Big brother, don't mind them, they're all meanies! Do you want scandy? I've got some!"
"Big brother, is your hon Lone Island too? My dad's from Lone Island! But people here don't seem to like him
or me..."
"Big brother, my mom made sweet and sour pork ribs today, | brought you some!"
"Big brother, could | be your wife when | grow up?"
"Big brother, I'm sad... | don't want to stay here."
"Big brother, should | sneak you out?"
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"Big brother, | can't csee you anymore, my parents are takingaway..."
The little girl who loved chatting with him, in the end, really didn't cback.
Connor just remembered, that day, she cried so long, so heartbroken. Locked in the cage, he couldn't even wipe
her tears.
He didn't even know her nor her family.
But he knew, Martial World was a terrible place, making both him and her miserable.
Both in pain.
He spent five years, building an empire in Martial World, untouchable, unchallenged. Yet, he couldn't find Flora.
He thought about her words, leaving Martial World, heading to Lone Island, Amanda wanting to claim him, he
dismissed it. After living on Lone Island for over six months, he moved on to Austenberg.
This time.
He finally found her.
But she'd lost her memory.
No big deal.
He stayed by her side, in Austenberg.
Now, Flora wanted to go back to Martial World, and he'd go with her.
And maybe, check out the empire he built for her along the way.
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