Chapter 25
The snakelet didn’t like living this way. When he grew up a little more, he would have to start going to school to learn how to read and write. After that, he’d have to study the Coalition’s culture.
He only wanted to see his mother
He ramoff, ignoring the maid’s attempt to stop him, and dashed out of the room. The moment he entered the living room, he bumped into someone and fell backward onto the floor,
Rubbing his backside, he looked up and saw the face he was most afraid to see.
“D–Dad”
Herkom stood there, his expression grim. “Barefent?”
The maid who had chased him out fell to her knees in fear. “Mr. Herknen, he suddenly ran out, and I… I didn’t have time to put shoes on him.” “Take her away
As soon as Herkoen gave the order, the maid collapsed in terror. She didn’t even dare beg for mercy. She knew how ruthless Herkoen was. Begging would only make things worse.
The snakelet
I watched as the maid who had cared for him all day was dragged away. He knew she’d be punished, though he wasn’t sure if it would be harsh or mild. “Dad, it’s my fault for running out here. It has nothing to do with her.” The snakellet’s small hand tugged on Herkoen’s pant leg-
Herkoen sighed. This was his first time being a father, and the child was already giving him a headache.
The skelet was still caught between kindness and cruelty, but the Renegade Coalition had no use for kindness.
Herken lifted his foot and kicked the snakelet a yard away. “Useless. Didn’t you want to save her? Then show me you have the strength to do it.”
The snakelet was devastated and lay on the ground, crying hard. “I only want a mom. Other kids have moms, Only I don’t.”
“That’s weak” Herkoen grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. “Seems like you still think this place is that man’s manor, full of kind people?”
He carried the smaller to the spot where the maid’s punishment was taking place. She was supposed to be executed by a gunshot, but Herken changed it on a
“If you can’t leam to grow up, then I’ll teach you.” He pulled out a dagger from the wall Holding the snakelet in one arm, he walked toward the maid. The stakeler had no idea what his father was going to do, but he could sense the violent presence around him. It was definitely nothing good. He started to
The tied–up maid was pinned in place by Hedoen’s strong psionic power. She wanted to run, “Please, Mr. Wendey, spare…” The maid’s words abruptly stopped. Hunters often liked seeing their prey struggle for nothing, from andety to fear to utter despair.
but her legs wouldn’t move. She stood there, stiff as a board.
Herkoen placed the dagger in the snakeler’s hand. Then, he wrapped the child’s small fingers in his ownL
“Dad, I don’t want to…” The skelet finally understood what was happening. His whole body showed his resistance.
“Visa Wendy family descendant, blood is the best baptism for you.” Right after he spoke, the dagger plunged into the maid’s abdomen.
When lat pulled it out!
blood surged forth, splattering all over their hands.
Herken had chosen his target carefully, so it didn’t hit a vital organ. The maid wouldn’t die ou quickly.
- on. Please stop.
Her screams echoed through the air. The skelet cried out in fear. “Dad, I’ll listen to whatever you say from now on. P However, Herkner didn’t stop
finished the maid with a single strike
The snaketained on the spot, and Herkoen tossed him aside. He fin
“Uvelasthing
“Mr. Wenley, he has only just evolved into a Brastin He’s still so young. He can’t handle this.”
“When I was lils age, I was already killing people. Why is he so delicate? Take him to the military academy.”
The subordinate was stunned. The military academy had an lidant class where they selected robust children who had just evolved into Beastlin, to train together. The standards were lurth, and lives could be in danger
