“My dear niece! I am sorry that I couldn’t attend your wedding. You have grown up to be such a beautiful woman just like my elder sister. May her soul rest in peace.” A loud voice reverberates throughout a large-looking room that is Myra’s throne room.
A very tall, male, muscular dark-elf who is wearing white pants and a white unzipped jacket can be seen walking towards Myra who is sitting down on a large wooden throne that’s emitting a faint glow. This man has two elongated ears and red glowing eyes that look very scary, since elves are not a race that are known to have red eyes. He’s about two meters tall, and each of his movements causes his Jacket to sway, revealing his toned abs that are as hard as a rock. This man is none other than Magnus.
Behind him, are two cloaked figures who are his guards, and the moment he enters the throne room, they position themselves outside without following him inside.
Seeing Magnus walk towards her, Myra’s heart starts beating very fast with panic, but she doesn’t show it on her face. She also gets up confidently from her throne and starts walking towards Magnus, while being accompanied by her combat maid.
Stopping a few meters away from Magnus, Myra pauses and tilts her head forward slightly.
“Myra greets Uncle Magnus… It’s a pleasure to have you as a visitor here today.” Myra says, while greeting this man with the utmost respect.
Seeing this, a frown appears on Kira’s face, Myra’s combat maid.
‘Why’s master respecting this bastard? She’s the fucking queen. I feel like slitting his neck right here and now.’ Kira thinks inwardly and clenches her fist in frustration.
Despite showing Magnus this level of respect, he simply smiles and keeps walking forward with his arms fully opened, as he attempts to hug Myra.
However, the moment he gets closer to her, Myra steps backward, causing him to hug the empty air.
“Oi, Oi, what happened little Myra? Don’t you want to hug this old uncle?” Magnus asks with a slightly evil grin on his face, as he stretches his arms for a hug again while increasing his speed.
“Please stop it, uncle! I am a married woman. It’s not appropriate to hug me. Besides, I don’t think my husband will like it. I hope you understand…” Myra says in a loud yet respectful voice, while she raises her right hand in the air, stopping Magnus from coming closer.
Seeing Myra react like this, Magnus becomes stunned for a few seconds, but an evil grin suddenly appears on his face while his eyes glow bright red in a flash.
“Hahaha, I see…I see… The dark-elf queen is very loyal to her husband. I wonder who her husband is…” Magnus says and begins to laugh hysterically.
Suddenly, he stops laughing and a very serious, grim expression appears on his face, while a hostile aura bursts out of his body.
“However, what if I decide to hug my Niece as my blessing to her, what can her husband do about it?” Magnus suddenly says with a perverted grin and begins to move forward again.
However, Magnus’ body freezes, and his body begins to float above the ground. He’s currently levitating in the air and it doesn’t seem to be his doing.
Kira sighs in relief upon seeing Magnus like this, then she thanks a certain person inwardly. Her hand was already on the hilt of her sword, ready to brandish it if Magnus had come any closer. However, a certain person had helped her from behind.
“Really, you think this pathetic ability can hold me?” Magnus lets out a chuckle while looking at his body that’s floating in the air. His expression doesn’t look like he’s bluffing and he doesn’t seem to be struggling either. It almost seems like he is allowing whoever did this to him to carry on. Even his guards are unfazed by what is happening, as if their boss is simply having some fun.
“You know, it is really good to respect boundaries, Magnus.” A feminine voice suddenly emerges within the throne room. The air also becomes distorted, and a vortex begins to appear in the air.
*Crack*
The vortex disappears. Meanwhile, a cat woman with long red hair appears from within and lands on the ground, before she begins walking towards Magnus.
“Were you saying something?” Hayes asks as she stops beside Myra and further raises Magnus in the air with her telekinesis ability.
“Hoho, is this how to treat a visitor, Queen Myra? Did you hire a rookie to come and deal with this old man? Tch..tch…” Magnus says while acting like he’s innocent.
‘Old man my foot! You murderer, I’ll eventually get revenge for my mom one day!’ Myra thinks inwardly and clenches her fists, which are hidden under her royal attire. Hayes’s face on the other hand, burns with extreme anger because Magnus called her a rookie.
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