***EXTRA LONG CHAP***

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Tyr walked inside, the guards following behind him.

He was met by an expansive living area with a tall ceiling, red carpeting, and walls filled with intricate designs and paintings.

On continuing forward, Tyr was met with two short steps that led to an elevated platform.

On this new, slightly taller floor, was the dining area. It was an equally large room with a long table at its center and a massive, luxurious chandelier hanging in the center of the chamber.

There looked to be a doorway to the side connecting to a kitchen where the luring aroma of fresh food made itself present.

In each corner of the room, there was a guard holding post.

On the table itself, there were already five people seated at the very edge. Two on each side, and one at the back.

On the left side were two children no older than 13.

Both of them were young boys. One stared at Tyr with awe as the other indulged in the countless array of food items already present on the table.

Seeing this, Tyr swallowed his spit. A piece of chicken especially caught his eye.

He moved his gaze to the back, where a short, slightly round man with balding corners and a golden tooth sat.

Most of his hands were covered in lavish rings, and he smiled at Tyr with a smug expression.

To the left near this man was a woman wearing a modest dress.

And finally, beside her was the girl that Tyr had met before.

She was staring at him with a bright, eager smile, and inviting eyes.

Tyr scoffed inwardly on seeing this, ‘She’s grinning ear to ear… she really thinks she’s got me–‘

Before Tyr could finish his thought, he felt two sudden grips on his arms from behind.

He furrowed his brows, looking side to side as he saw the two guards from before clutch onto him.

‘Tsk… that was obvious.’ He said, slightly ticked, ‘But, it’s alright for now. They think the threat has been controlled… it’s better in my favor actually.’

“Thank god!” The lady from before, ‘Pemphis,’ shouted as she abruptly rose from her seat.

She raised her finger and pointed it toward Tyr, her face turning red and her eyes watering, “He’s the one! The disgusting, lewd scoundrel who raped me!” She suddenly burst into tears.

Tyr raised a brow in surprise, ‘Wow… that’s farther than I expected.’ He smirked.

“YOU DARE SMILE ON HEARING SUCH AN ACCUSATION!?” The older man slammed his fists on the table, standing as he furiously yelled at Tyr.

‘What a fool! He’s only making his situation worse! Who does he think he is?’ The man mused, chuckling to himself. ‘At first, I wanted to take his life as punishment for what he did to my men, but I’ve recently learned of his status… Even if he is the dragon tamer, he is just a southerner… if we can use his power, we can excel to high lordship! Or even an Emperor-level federation!’

“Oh calm down, baldspot,” Tyr said, about to continue when he was interrupted again.

“How dare you make jokes, and you so viciously stole my innocence!” Pemphis covered herself, her face distraught with trauma.

On hearing this, the guards tightened their grip on Tyr.

Tyr could only scoff, “You? Innocent? That’s exactly what a whore would say.”

Pemphis was taken aback, at a loss for words, ‘What’s he saying!? He’s completely different from before… has he lost his mind? He didn’t actually rape me… so why is he talking in this way instead of trying to defend himself. Does he have no survival instinct!?’

The father, and the others at the table, were equally thrown off. This wasn’t what they were expecting at all.

Tyr looked back at the guards that were holding him, “What? You believe this bitch? I mean… come on. I know that you guys don’t really think she’s a pure angel, do you?”

“Don’t dare spout such nonsense!” One guard spoke in a loud tone.

“I’ll kill you, damn it!” The other screamed, gripping Tyr’s arm extremely hard now.

On hearing that statement, Tyr’s slight smile turned into a frown.

“What did you say?” He said in a low, stone-cold tone.

“I said I’ll kill—!”

Tyr suddenly disappeared into thin air, ‘Blink Step.’

He reappeared behind the guard, grabbing the back of his neck and thrusting his face down into the edge of the table.

His front teeth slammed against the ridge.

All of them were torn out of his gums, scattering across the floor like marbles.

His nose was crushed and flattened, squirting like a fountain.

Tyr lifted the guard’s head up and slammed him again, this time dislocating his jaw and breaking his throat.

He then lifted him up one more time, throwing his lifeless body to the side like a ragdoll.

[You have slain Malcos Kroe (Expert Rank Human).]

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[Aura: 120 –> 122]

The mayor of Bruther Stone stepped back, his hands raised slightly and his mouth agape.

The kids stood frozen in shock, as did the wife of the mayor.

Pemphis, on the other hand, had lowered her pointed finger–standing with a defeated posture and a look of regret and disbelief.

“What…” She said under her breath, “What is going on…” She was confused and at a complete loss.

The other soldier saw what happened to his partner and backed up.

Tyr didn’t show mercy, grabbing his spear and slashing it swiftly across the man’s body.

Blood splashed forward, scattering across Tyr’s new robes as the guard screamed in pain and fell onto his back.

[You have slain Damein Smeeth (Expert Rank Human).]

Tyr slashed his spear across the air, cleaning the blood off before sheathing it on his back again.

He menacingly turned to face the table again, “Did you fools really think I was going to fall for your scheme? What do you take me for? I didn’t tame a dragon without any power.”

The members of the Bruther family finally realized the person that they had offended.

For the first time, the mayor of Bruther Stone thought about what would happen if his plan went completely wrong:

‘If-if he gets out of here… our entire city will be leveled by the other factions and kingdoms for attempting to harm the dragon tamer! I can’t let that happen… I will not surrender!’

Tyr turned and faced Pemphis, “What a dirty whore…” He said, disgusted, “I wonder how many men you have fucked just to accuse them of raping you. It must be quite the ego boost.”

“ENOUGH!” The mayor screamed, “You have two choices!”

Tyr raised a brow, almost amused at these words, ‘The audacity,’ he laughed to himself, ‘Does he still think he is in any position of authority?’

“If you dare attempt to leave, we will label you as a rapist and ruin your reputation! It doesn’t matter if you’re a dragon tamer… the world will never take a liking to such a scoundrel.”

Tyr didn’t say anything, wanting to hear more of this amusing bull shit.

“Or, you may submit to us. Yield, and help our house. Do that, and you will be free to go.”

There was a long silence after this.

Tyr cracked his neck back and forth before saying: “You forgot the third option…”

“The third?” The man said, his brows furrowed.

“The option where I slaughter everyone here.”

On saying this, Tyr’s killing intent mixed with his Ancestral Aura and surged through the room, weighing heavily on everyone present.

The children and wife were immediately knocked unconscious.

The guards’ eyes were widened with shock.

Pemphis’s pupils dilated with horror as she saw herself killed in a thousand ways just in a mere second.

And finally, the mayor felt his heart beat like a drum attempting to burst out of his chest, unable to gasp for breath.

‘No… no no no! Damn it all!’ The mayor fell back onto his rear, ‘What… have I done?’ A brick of regret struck him like a truck.

SEEEW

A sharp noise sounded as a figure suddenly appeared in front of Tyr, hurling a kick at his face.

Tyr could barely react to the speed, his hands only just reaching his face to absorb the force.

Despite this, the power of the attack was still enough to throw him back several feet and dispel his Ancestral Aura.

‘Strong…’ Tyr mused, looking up to see a man with long, light-blue hair standing on the table in front of him.

The expressions of everyone else present seemed to lighten up on seeing this man, who stared at Tyr with scrunched brows of hatred and disdain.

‘Scan.’

┏━━━Status━━━┓

Name: Daniel Bruther

Age: 28 Years

Power Level: 350

Rank: Virtuoso

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