Chapter 198 - Chapter 198: Beating Him Up

Chapter 198: Beating Him Up

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“However, in an era where almost everyone possesses mental strength, individuals like you who lack it entirely are even rarer than those few races,” the noble young master retorted, his voice filled with a mix of arrogance and contempt.

Undeterred, Davies smiled calmly, showing no embarrassment despite being strangled. “Is that so? Then you should consider yourself fortunate to have stumbled upon a defenseless lamb.”

The mention of resistance triggered a vivid recollection in the noble young master’s mind—the humiliation of being subjected to injections by an ordinary person like Davies just moments ago. Subconsciously, his grip around Davies’ neck tightened.

Though the young man felt a growing difficulty in breathing, it didn’t hinder him from provoking the noble young master with his words. “Why are you angry with me now? Your priority should be finding a mermaid to help resolve your predicament!”

“Why would I need a mermaid when I have you? Compared to non-human beings, it’s far more satisfying to have a beautiful human like yourself at my disposal!” Nearly five minutes had passed since the potion coursed through his veins, and he could feel his breathing becoming rapid. He yearned to overpower the young man before him, to witness him cry and beg for mercy.

Davies directed his gaze at the noble young master’s gradually reddening face, then shifted his attention to the man’s abdomen. As expected, an obvious bulge marred what was once a flat surface.

Noticing Davies’ scrutiny, the young master leaned in closer, his back arched with pride. He whispered ambiguously into Davies’ ear, “Impressed, aren’t you?”

Davies maintained his unwavering smile, meeting the noble young master’s gaze. “Indeed, I am. However, do you know what happened to the last person who propositioned me in such a manner?”

“What do you mean?”

Abruptly, a searing pain tore through the aristocratic young master’s lower abdomen. His eyes widened, capturing the glint of exhilaration in Davies’ emerald green gaze. Before he could mount a defense, an unrelenting storm of punches pummeled him relentlessly.

Braving the agony pulsating through his core, the noble young master swiftly summoned his vaunted A-rank mental strength, erecting a protective barrier to shield himself from the youth’s furious onslaught.

Regrettably, the barrier, crafted with immense pride, proved futile against Davies’ assault. The moment the young man’s fist connected, the protective shield shattered, leaving a gaping hole in its wake.

“The shield is shattered. How do you suppose I should deal with you? Perhaps transforming you into a disfigured mess?” Davies jeered, his voice dripping with contempt.

However, the aristocratic young master never afforded Davies the opportunity to unleash further blows. The rupture of his mental barrier inflicted excruciating pain upon his consciousness, causing him to succumb to unconsciousness.

“How dull. You can’t even endure a beating!” Davies sneered, his lips pursed disdainfully as he settled onto the plush bed, casting a disdainful glance at the man who lay unconscious.

After a moment, Davies realized his abrupt departure had left Mi Lu in a state of worry. Recognizing his own negligence, he swiftly employed the Al communication system to reach out to her.

‘Where did you disappear to? Do you have any idea how anxious your sudden absence made me? Can’t you be more dependable?!” Mi Lu’s voice resounded with anxiety as the Al connection was established.

Acknowledging his wrongdoing, Davies sincerely apologized to Mi Lu. “I am deeply sorry, Miss Mi Lu. I recognize my mistake. Once I conclude matters here, I will promptly return.”

“Where are you right now? I…” Mi Lu’s voice trailed off, a mixture of concern and relief evident.

Davies interjected, assuring her, “Rest assured, Miss Mi Lu, I am perfectly safe. Please do not worry about me. I shall be back at the manor well before dinnertime.”

Without giving Mi Lu an opportunity to respond, Davies decisively terminated the communication, cutting off any further conversation.

As the aristocratic young master regained consciousness, he overheard Davies conversing with Mi Lu. Seizing the moment when Davies appeared preoccupied, the noble young master endured the pain coursing through his body and slowly maneuvered himself towards the exit, inching across the carpeted floor.

Regrettably, before he could make considerable progress, Davies, who had ended the communication, caught sight of his movements.

Witnessing the young man approaching with a smirk, the noble young master pleaded in terror, “Stay away! Let me go! I’ll give you anything you desire!” Davies paid no heed to his pleas and continued his advance.

“I-I hold the title of Marquis! If any harm befalls me, you, that woman, and the man who departed earlier will face severe consequences from the empire!”

Upon hearing the mention of Mi Lu and Zhou Ye, Davies halted in his tracks, a smile gracing his lips as he addressed the noble young master, “Very well, congratulations on successfully deterring me from mistreating you..”