CHAPTER 89 POOR MARQUEES ALGER...

Outside the room, Alger's butler was rushing into Alger's room since he heard the sound of crashing, however, a servant then appeared in front of him.

"You can't go in there"

"Clif, what are you doing? Why are you stopping me? Also, as Marquees Alger's personnel guard, shouldn't you rush in and check what happened as well? Why are you still here?"

"Nothing is happening inside; I don't want to stop you. I am just fulfilling Marquees Alger's wish. He says he doesn't want to be disturbed.

Also, the voice you heard was him throwing around a fit, he seems really angry."

"Angry? About what?"

Clif then gave him a blank look as he replied,

"How would I know?"

"True…"

"Now look, I don't care about you, but I still want to live. So if you want to go inside, just knock me unconscious, else I won't let you"

"Uggh… okay, I will leave. By your expression, he must be really angry huh…"

"Yes, I don't know what happened bu-"

*Smash*

Another sound came out of the room and the Butler was sure that a vase must have been broken.

"Yeah… I don't want to go inside either…"

"Mmhm"

Clif nodded however, if the butler was a little observant, he would have seen a small sigh of relief he released.

…

If the butler had entered the room, he would see that rather than Marques 'throwing around a fit', it was the Marques who was being thrown around here and there.

After confirming who his assailant was, the Marquees gained some confidence and noticed that Nux was just a Master Stage Cultivator.

A big smile then appeared on his face.

Although he might be injured and his right leg might not be working properly, it was still easy for him to defeat a Master Stage Cultivator.

He was a Grand Master Stage Cultivator, after all.

With the newly gained confidence, he stumbled but then balanced his body as he dashed towards Nux.

*Slap*

However, what he foresaw did not happen, rather, Nux just sent him flying with one slap!

And he made it look so effortless!

*Smash*

*Cough*

His body then smashed at his favourite vase, and the Marquees coughed out some blood.

"Tsk Tsk, do you really think I would have appeared in front of you and then wake you up with a slap if I wasn't sure enough to beat you? Use your brain, you idiot.

Oh, if you were expecting that someone would enter the room due to the sound, forget that. Everyone outside knows that 'Marquees Alger is throwing around a fit in anger'" Nux spoke nonchalantly as he crushed his dreams. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Alger's eyes widened in surprise in horror, although he believe that he could defeat this man alone, for double security, he still wanted his guards to enter the room.

However, Nux word's poured cold water on his dreams. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ ꪶ

He then saw Nux walking toward him with a smile, the dagger he was holding was shining brightly. (Oh, right, I will upload the dagger's picture in the auxiliary chapter. Well, I will upload it here as well, so you lazy bums wouldn't have to move too much)

Nux then appeared behind him and before he could react, he slashed his left calf.

'AAAAghhhhh'

Marquees let out a painful shriek in his mind, soon, however, he felt a numbing sensation all over his leg and the pain started to decrease. Of course, it wasn't something to be happy about!

With this, both of his legs won't work for a while!

He is completely helpless at the moment!

"Hehe~ Now let's see, how do I start this…

First, you send someone behind my perverted maid, Edda. That calls for one limb.

Then, you were even bold enough to attack my beautiful Fel. That calls for 2 more limbs.

That means I will sever your 2 hands and 1 leg…

Ah, don't think I will use your dagger for it, I'll use a simple steel sword, since our body is really strong, it would need me quite a few moves to sever even one of your limbs, so let's not waste any more time, okay?"

Alger's eyes widened in horror and fear! His body started trembling, he wanted to beg for mercy, he wanted to say that he would do whatever he wants, but he could not.

However, Nux seems to know to mind-read as he quickly suggested his next offer.

"Well, if I am being honest with you and you can also judge it from my face as well.

I am a refined and handsome person; I don't like being a bloodthirsty maniac, so I will present you with another offer.

We can stop all of this torture if you accept being my slave. What do you say?"

Suddenly, Alger's movement stopped.

'Slave?

His slave?

How will he ensure my loyalty?

Will he poison me and then keep the antidote with him?

Yeah, that must be it!

No worries, I can find a potion maker who will make the antidote… right now, my life is much more important'

Seeing the determined light that showed in his eyes, Nux smiled as he questioned.

"So, Alger Bannermane, are you willing to be my Slave?"

Alger nodded with a determined face, and soon, he felt a peculiar energy entering her body.

'Not good'

Although he did not know what this energy was, matching it with the timing, he knew it wasn't something good. However, before he could think much, Nux suddenly forced a potion into his mouth.

"This is the antidote of Strangler, now take your ring and find some antidote for this dagger"

Alger furrowed his brows, a few seconds later, he could feel that he could now speak, he wanted to scream and call for his guards, but just as that thought appeared.

An intense pain assaulted his head.

"AA-"

"Don't shout, shut your mouth"

Alger wanted to shout but his mouth closed automatically and even his throat refused to let out a muffled scream.

The intense pain continued to assault his head, and it kept increasing. However, the worst part was that he couldn't even scream!

'AAAAGHHGGHHHHHH!!!'

Poor Marquees Alger...