Chapter 300
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Meanwhile, outside the delipidated building, a woman wearing high heels flicked back the braid that had been hanging on her shoulder. There wasn't a strand out of place, and her blond hair shone like the sun.
She looked like cold, elegant perfection, and she stuck out like a sore thumb when one considered the location.
Her eyes were sharp, and she glared at the building in front of her.
Though she could not sense the magical signatures that this place should contain, her instincts were screaming at her instead.
This was the place.
The woman moved forward, but there were no sounds to her steps despite the six-inch heels that clad her feet.
Instead of someone about to enter combat, the woman looked like a cold, dignified goddess instead.
She looked like she'd stepped out of a ballroom, with her fine dress and sleek appearance. She was both dignified and noble and was definitely not someone that came from this city.
It was unknown how long she stood there before the sounds of men were heard from behind her.
"Who's that broad?" they whispered to each other.
"I don't know. The trap isn't up right now. It's been down for about two hours, so why is she here? Is she lost?"
"Do we still capture her or not?" Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
"I'm not sure. She doesn't look that strong, though."
"Should we take a chance or not?"
"…Let's just do it. Capturing more means we'll get more rewards."
There was a brief silence before one of the men laughed lewdly. "Her skin looks so smooth and fair. Just like that little boy earlier on. If we enjoy the both of them together, then… Heh. That would truly be something."
More lewd laughter sounded as the two other men agreed with the first.
The woman's lips curled into a sneer when she heard what they were whispering about. Her eyes held no trace of mirth.
With a single step, the distance between them disappeared. She outclassed them by far.
"Eh? Where did she go?"
The three men who had previously captured Alec looked around themselves in confusion, and just as they were about to express disappointment that they hadn't been able to capture such a fine specimen, a chill flashed through them, and the hair on the backs of their necks stood up.
Almost mechanically, the three men turned around, and they felt the chill intensify when they realized that the woman was standing there.
One out of three kidnappers almost collapsed from the shock. "Who… who are you? What do you want?"
The other two weren't so weak-willed. Instead, they tried to attack the woman that had so silently appeared behind them.
Right now, they were in the fight or flight mode, and had obviously chosen to 'fight'.
However, with how much the noble woman outclassed them, they were down without even being able to make a single move.
The last thing they felt was a sharp burst of pain, then nothing.
She stomped on the one sole man who tried to flee using her heels, and the man made a sound like a dying pig.
The woman ground her heels down, her cold, green eyes seemed to pierce through him even more than the pain that he was experiencing under her foot.
The man who worked as a kidnapper shuddered, instinctively knowing that he would never be able to win against this monster in human skin.
Blanche scoffed, looking at the three wastes of space that had been dispatched by her.
Thinking that they were using such weak people to kidnap people just made it even more disgusting to her.
She stomped down yet again on the cowardly one – or rather, the one that had better survival instincts than the other two – producing a pathetic yelp from the man.
The man sweated as he shivered under the perceived threat from the woman. He could feel the pointy end of her heel digging into his dick, and he had no intentions of provoking her further. His junior was on the line here.
She was only touching it a little, but it was already so painful! He would be stupid if he provoked her anymore.
The man was already producing cold sweat at the thought alone.
Further inspection of the other two men made him even more terrified.
They were dead.
Deader than dead. There was definitely no chance that they were still alive.
His two friend's heads were completely smashed open by the terrifying noble woman in front of him. Blood and brain matter were splattered on the grass. The man felt his dick shrivel and try to crawl back into his body.
The man's breath started to come in pants.
"Bring me inside," the woman said coolly, and the man scrambled to his foot, not daring to slow down in the slightest despite the pain he felt in his body.
He all but tripped over his feet multiple times as he limped towards the headquarters in his haste.
A man appeared behind her without any prior warning. He had been there the entire time, just not visible to the three who couldn't even see through his stealth.
This man had many similar features to Blanche, and his hair was worn in the same way.
"Mother, did you really have to kill them?" Kieran asked without any judgement.
He was just worried that they would end up attracting some attention before they managed to get in.
If they were locked out before they even began, that would be a real pity.
They hadn't chased down the errant members for so long just to let them slip away at the last moment.
"Hmph," Blanche huffed instead, but there was a smirk on her face. "Do you think your mother is a fool? This isn't the first time I'm doing this."
Kieran let out a 'tsk'. His mother was always so prickly with them, though he knew that she loved them.
When she was with their uncle, though, it rather terrified him how she melted over him.
"Enough chitchat," she commanded, moving to walk just behind the kidnapper who was still stumbling every couple of steps.
Kieran shrugged. He felt no sympathy for them. Especially with the words he heard coming out from their mouths without any thought.
In fact, he felt that the death his mother granted them was too lenient. They obviously hadn't suffered anything when they died, unlike the people who had gone through hell because of them.
They even talked about a young boy!
Kieran ground his teeth. The fact that he could still be called a 'boy' was already a sign of how young he was.
Kieran would have inflict mental pain on them before they died, but his mother had killed them off just like that.
But he knew about his mother's temper already, and it wasn't any better than his was. There was a reason why his father said he inherited his mother's temper.
The mother and son duo followed behind the kidnapper, who was tripping even more often now. It would have been funny had it not been so pathetic.
Blanche suddenly spoke up. "Bring us to the place where you put the 'little boy'."
The kidnapper shuddered. "W-what?"
Blanche glared at the back of his head, and the man actually started crying. Kieran hid a smile. Did he ever mention he loved how terrifying his mother was?
"R-right, the boy." The man was even stumbling over his own words. "This way," he directed them.
The three of them slowed down to a halt, and the man seemed to possess some modicum of intelligence, because the moment he stepped into the place, his facial expressions changed from his previous snivelling one.
Every trace of his tears was gone.
The three of them passed by the guard on the first basement without any problem, and the man quickly led them down to the second basement.
He looked into the cell that previously held the little boy, but to his surprise, he was no longer there.
"Where is the prisoner I brought here a while ago?"
The people inside trembled, but someone still cautiously answered. "The guard took him."
The kidnapper's face darkened, even as his face paled. He could feel his heart in his throat. Fuck! That perverted guard again!
The man could feel the dark gazes coming from the terrifying noble woman, and he shivered. He all but ran to the guard's quarters, but before he could lead them there, the woman was already moving.
There were various screams coming out from the room, and Blanche busted down the door with a single kick.
Her heels left a deep imprint on the door, showing just how much force she used.
"Ah?"
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Meanwhile, outside the delipidated building, a woman wearing high heels flicked back the braid that had been hanging on her shoulder. There wasn't a strand out of place, and her blond hair shone like the sun.
She looked like cold, elegant perfection, and she stuck out like a sore thumb when one considered the location.
Her eyes were sharp, and she glared at the building in front of her.
Though she could not sense the magical signatures that this place should contain, her instincts were screaming at her instead.
This was the place.
The woman moved forward, but there were no sounds to her steps despite the six-inch heels that clad her feet.
Instead of someone about to enter combat, the woman looked like a cold, dignified goddess instead.
She looked like she'd stepped out of a ballroom, with her fine dress and sleek appearance. She was both dignified and noble and was definitely not someone that came from this city.
It was unknown how long she stood there before the sounds of men were heard from behind her.
"Who's that broad?" they whispered to each other.
"I don't know. The trap isn't up right now. It's been down for about two hours, so why is she here? Is she lost?"
"Do we still capture her or not?" Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
"I'm not sure. She doesn't look that strong, though."
"Should we take a chance or not?"
"…Let's just do it. Capturing more means we'll get more rewards."
There was a brief silence before one of the men laughed lewdly. "Her skin looks so smooth and fair. Just like that little boy earlier on. If we enjoy the both of them together, then… Heh. That would truly be something."
More lewd laughter sounded as the two other men agreed with the first.
The woman's lips curled into a sneer when she heard what they were whispering about. Her eyes held no trace of mirth.
With a single step, the distance between them disappeared. She outclassed them by far.
"Eh? Where did she go?"
The three men who had previously captured Alec looked around themselves in confusion, and just as they were about to express disappointment that they hadn't been able to capture such a fine specimen, a chill flashed through them, and the hair on the backs of their necks stood up.
Almost mechanically, the three men turned around, and they felt the chill intensify when they realized that the woman was standing there.
One out of three kidnappers almost collapsed from the shock. "Who… who are you? What do you want?"
The other two weren't so weak-willed. Instead, they tried to attack the woman that had so silently appeared behind them.
Right now, they were in the fight or flight mode, and had obviously chosen to 'fight'.
However, with how much the noble woman outclassed them, they were down without even being able to make a single move.
The last thing they felt was a sharp burst of pain, then nothing.
She stomped on the one sole man who tried to flee using her heels, and the man made a sound like a dying pig.
The woman ground her heels down, her cold, green eyes seemed to pierce through him even more than the pain that he was experiencing under her foot.
The man who worked as a kidnapper shuddered, instinctively knowing that he would never be able to win against this monster in human skin.
Blanche scoffed, looking at the three wastes of space that had been dispatched by her.
Thinking that they were using such weak people to kidnap people just made it even more disgusting to her.
She stomped down yet again on the cowardly one – or rather, the one that had better survival instincts than the other two – producing a pathetic yelp from the man.
The man sweated as he shivered under the perceived threat from the woman. He could feel the pointy end of her heel digging into his dick, and he had no intentions of provoking her further. His junior was on the line here.
She was only touching it a little, but it was already so painful! He would be stupid if he provoked her anymore.
The man was already producing cold sweat at the thought alone.
Further inspection of the other two men made him even more terrified.
They were dead.
Deader than dead. There was definitely no chance that they were still alive.
His two friend's heads were completely smashed open by the terrifying noble woman in front of him. Blood and brain matter were splattered on the grass. The man felt his dick shrivel and try to crawl back into his body.
The man's breath started to come in pants.
"Bring me inside," the woman said coolly, and the man scrambled to his foot, not daring to slow down in the slightest despite the pain he felt in his body.
He all but tripped over his feet multiple times as he limped towards the headquarters in his haste.
A man appeared behind her without any prior warning. He had been there the entire time, just not visible to the three who couldn't even see through his stealth.
This man had many similar features to Blanche, and his hair was worn in the same way.
"Mother, did you really have to kill them?" Kieran asked without any judgement.
He was just worried that they would end up attracting some attention before they managed to get in.
If they were locked out before they even began, that would be a real pity.
They hadn't chased down the errant members for so long just to let them slip away at the last moment.
"Hmph," Blanche huffed instead, but there was a smirk on her face. "Do you think your mother is a fool? This isn't the first time I'm doing this."
Kieran let out a 'tsk'. His mother was always so prickly with them, though he knew that she loved them.
When she was with their uncle, though, it rather terrified him how she melted over him.
"Enough chitchat," she commanded, moving to walk just behind the kidnapper who was still stumbling every couple of steps.
Kieran shrugged. He felt no sympathy for them. Especially with the words he heard coming out from their mouths without any thought.
In fact, he felt that the death his mother granted them was too lenient. They obviously hadn't suffered anything when they died, unlike the people who had gone through hell because of them.
They even talked about a young boy!
Kieran ground his teeth. The fact that he could still be called a 'boy' was already a sign of how young he was.
Kieran would have inflict mental pain on them before they died, but his mother had killed them off just like that.
But he knew about his mother's temper already, and it wasn't any better than his was. There was a reason why his father said he inherited his mother's temper.
The mother and son duo followed behind the kidnapper, who was tripping even more often now. It would have been funny had it not been so pathetic.
Blanche suddenly spoke up. "Bring us to the place where you put the 'little boy'."
The kidnapper shuddered. "W-what?"
Blanche glared at the back of his head, and the man actually started crying. Kieran hid a smile. Did he ever mention he loved how terrifying his mother was?
"R-right, the boy." The man was even stumbling over his own words. "This way," he directed them.
The three of them slowed down to a halt, and the man seemed to possess some modicum of intelligence, because the moment he stepped into the place, his facial expressions changed from his previous snivelling one.
Every trace of his tears was gone.
The three of them passed by the guard on the first basement without any problem, and the man quickly led them down to the second basement.
He looked into the cell that previously held the little boy, but to his surprise, he was no longer there.
"Where is the prisoner I brought here a while ago?"
The people inside trembled, but someone still cautiously answered. "The guard took him."
The kidnapper's face darkened, even as his face paled. He could feel his heart in his throat. Fuck! That perverted guard again!
The man could feel the dark gazes coming from the terrifying noble woman, and he shivered. He all but ran to the guard's quarters, but before he could lead them there, the woman was already moving.
There were various screams coming out from the room, and Blanche busted down the door with a single kick.
Her heels left a deep imprint on the door, showing just how much force she used.
"Ah?"
Meanwhile, outside the delipidated building, a woman wearing high heels flicked back the braid that had been hanging on her shoulder. There wasn't a strand out of place, and her blond hair shone like the sun. She looked like cold, elegant perfection, and she stuck out like a sore thumb when one considered the location. Her eyes were sharp, and she glared at the building in front of her. Though she could not sense the magical signatures that this place should contain, her instincts were screaming at her instead. This was the place. The woman moved forward, but there were no sounds to her steps despite the six-inch heels that clad her feet. Instead of someone about to enter combat, the woman looked like a cold, dignified goddess instead. She looked like she'd stepped out of a ballroom, with her fine dress and sleek appearance. She was both dignified and noble and was definitely not someone that came from this city. It was unknown how long she stood there before the sounds of men were heard from behind her. "Who's that broad?" they whispered to each other. "I don't know. The trap isn't up right now. It's been down for about two hours, so why is she here? Is she lost?" "Do we still capture her or not?" Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting. "I'm not sure. She doesn't look that strong, though." "Should we take a chance or not?" "Let's just do it. Capturing more means we'll get more rewards." There was a brief silence before one of the men laughed lewdly. "Her skin looks so smooth and fair. Just like that little boy earlier on. If we enjoy the both of them together, then Heh. That would truly be something." More lewd laughter sounded as the two other men agreed with the first. The woman's lips curled into a sneer when she heard what they were whispering about. Her eyes held no trace of mirth. With a single step, the distance between them disappeared. She outclassed them by far. "Eh? Where did she go?" The three men who had previously captured Alec looked around themselves in confusion, and just as they were about to express disappointment that they hadn't been able to capture such a fine specimen, a chill flashed through them, and the hair on the backs of their necks stood up. Almost mechanically, the three men turned around, and they felt the chill intensify when they realized that the woman was standing there. One out of three kidnappers almost collapsed from the shock. "Who who are you? What do you want?" The other two weren't so weak-willed. Instead, they tried to attack the woman that had so silently appeared behind them. Right now, they were in the fight or flight mode, and had obviously chosen to 'fight'. However, with how much the noble woman outclassed them, they were down without even being able to make a single move. The last thing they felt was a sharp burst of pain, then nothing. She stomped on the one sole man who tried to flee using her heels, and the man made a sound like a dying pig. The woman ground her heels down, her cold, green eyes seemed to pierce through him even more than the pain that he was experiencing under her foot. The man who worked as a kidnapper shuddered, instinctively knowing that he would never be able to win against this monster in human skin. Blanche scoffed, looking at the three wastes of space that had been dispatched by her. Thinking that they were using such weak people to kidnap people just made it even more disgusting to her. She stomped down yet again on the cowardly one or rather, the one that had better survival instincts than the other two producing a pathetic yelp from the man. The man sweated as he shivered under the perceived threat from the woman. He could feel the pointy end of her heel digging into his dick, and he had no intentions of provoking her further. His junior was on the line here. She was only touching it a little, but it was already so painful! He would be stupid if he provoked her anymore. The man was already producing cold sweat at the thought alone. Further inspection of the other two men made him even more terrified. They were dead. Deader than dead. There was definitely no chance that they were still alive. His two friend's heads were completely smashed open by the terrifying noble woman in front of him. Blood and brain matter were splattered on the grass. The man felt his dick shrivel and try to crawl back into his body. The man's breath started to come in pants. "Bring me inside," the woman said coolly, and the man scrambled to his foot, not daring to slow down in the slightest despite the pain he felt in his body. He all but tripped over his feet multiple times as he limped towards the headquarters in his haste. A man appeared behind her without any prior warning. He had been there the entire time, just not visible to the three who couldn't even see through his stealth. This man had many similar features to Blanche, and his hair was worn in the same way. "Mother, did you really have to kill them?" Kieran asked without any judgement. He was just worried that they would end up attracting some attention before they managed to get in. If they were locked out before they even began, that would be a real pity. They hadn't chased down the errant members for so long just to let them slip away at the last moment. "Hmph," Blanche huffed instead, but there was a smirk on her face. "Do you think your mother is a fool? This isn't the first time I'm doing this." Kieran let out a 'tsk'. His mother was always so prickly with them, though he knew that she loved them. When she was with their uncle, though, it rather terrified him how she melted over him. "Enough chitchat," she commanded, moving to walk just behind the kidnapper who was still stumbling every couple of steps. Kieran shrugged. He felt no sympathy for them. Especially with the words he heard coming out from their mouths without any thought. In fact, he felt that the death his mother granted them was too lenient. They obviously hadn't suffered anything when they died, unlike the people who had gone through hell because of them. They even talked about a young boy! Kieran ground his teeth. The fact that he could still be called a 'boy' was already a sign of how young he was. Kieran would have inflict mental pain on them before they died, but his mother had killed them off just like that. But he knew about his mother's temper already, and it wasn't any better than his was. There was a reason why his father said he inherited his mother's temper. The mother and son duo followed behind the kidnapper, who was tripping even more often now. It would have been funny had it not been so pathetic. Blanche suddenly spoke up. "Bring us to the place where you put the 'little boy'." The kidnapper shuddered. "W-what?" Blanche glared at the back of his head, and the man actually started crying. Kieran hid a smile. Did he ever mention he loved how terrifying his mother was? "R-right, the boy." The man was even stumbling over his own words. "This way," he directed them. The three of them slowed down to a halt, and the man seemed to possess some modicum of intelligence, because the moment he stepped into the place, his facial expressions changed from his previous snivelling one. Every trace of his tears was gone. The three of them passed by the guard on the first basement without any problem, and the man quickly led them down to the second basement. He looked into the cell that previously held the little boy, but to his surprise, he was no longer there. "Where is the prisoner I brought here a while ago?" The people inside trembled, but someone still cautiously answered. "The guard took him." The kidnapper's face darkened, even as his face paled. He could feel his heart in his throat. Fuck! That perverted guard again! The man could feel the dark gazes coming from the terrifying noble woman, and he shivered. He all but ran to the guard's quarters, but before he could lead them there, the woman was already moving. There were various screams coming out from the room, and Blanche busted down the door with a single kick. Her heels left a deep imprint on the door, showing just how much force she used. "Ah?"
