Chapter 137 Ellis’s Dilemma

Chapter 137 Ellis's Dilemma

It took an annoying couple of seconds to calm Ellis and make him talk.

The boy sat on his bed, head bowed, a horrified frown deftly locked on his face.

Anyone could tell Ellis was in a lot of trouble.

"What's the use of it all! I've even gotten myself in a lot of trouble! Shit, I even left my merchandise!"

Ellis sprang to his feet, about to hurry outside, but Northern grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and slammed him back onto the bed.

'I'm not good with words. I don't even know what to say to this bastard.'

Northern folded his arms and looked down with a gloomy expression. "Will you speak now, or shall I leave?"

Ellis curled for a second from the slight ache running across his back.

If Northern's grip had been any stronger, he could have broken the bed. He caressed his back and stood up, frowning, clenching trembling hands.

"What can you do? There's nothing you can do! I thought you were from Luinngard. I needed you to help me run away from this place. I thought with your influence as a prince, I would be able to get into the Luinngard. Damn it, I was crazy to think I was lucky since I was the only one who knew you were a prince from Luinngard," Ellis explained with a trembling voice.

"Ah... I see..." Northern lingered for a moment before adding, "Why?"

Ellis looked at his face as he spoke again.

"Why do you want to run away? What's wrong?"

Ellis sighed and looked down. After hesitating for a few seconds, his voice finally came out, "It started like four months ago."

Northern observed keenly as he continued with trembling shoulders.

"He gathered a number of us since we had combat useless abilities. He said he had a way for us to earn soul cores. After all, we also needed to get stronger... so that we could unlock more abilities, maybe we'll end up being useful somehow..."

Ellis took a breath and continued, "He said we would be his arms and legs. He needed us to help him sell things. With some set of rules, we started..."

His face darkened. "Well, it was fair at the beginning. We made a couple of soul cores, and it was all good, but that was only for a month."

To put it simply, Northern was in a way looking forward to fights. At the same time, he was very careful.

And most importantly, he wasn't about to do anything for free.

Northern closed and opened his eyes. "I can help..."

Ellis gritted his teeth and looked away, clenching his fist. "You can't! You don't know him. He's very strong, even amongst other leaders, not more than three can defeat him."

Northern exhaled, and immediately, the atmosphere became ridden with a tight tension.

Ellis felt like his body became heavy, all of a sudden, it became a lot of work to keep standing.

He tried to look into Northern's eyes, but horror gripped him by the heart.

Everywhere was immersed in shadowy blackness, and behind Northern's shimmering blue eyes were two pairs of crimson gazes, piercing out.

Ellis's facial features broke apart as sweat gathered on his face, and his legs trembled.

Northern then breathed again.

Everything was gone—the darkness, the monstrous glare, as though it had never happened.

"Wh—what was that?!" Ellis stammered.

A little smile curved a corner of Northern's lips. "Since you are so sure that no one can defeat this leader of yours... I figured I'd show you a glimpse of my ability..."

An unbelieving frown broke out on Ellis's face. "Seriously? That was you? Those eyes... those monstrous eyes, I felt like I would be swallowed by the darkness."

Northern chuckled evilly. "It's good that you know the feeling of dread... that way you can tell how dreadful I am."

He closed his eyes for a moment before speaking, "So, I'll tell you one last time, Ellis. I can help you..."

Ellis's eyes glistened... however, the joy in them was killed a second later as Northern's face became dark with a stern frown.

"But why should I?"