Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 34 Give Me the Map

Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice. The onlookers sighed in admiration at his lovely appearance while the boys' eyes filled with respect. The other militia members mocked him for overestimating himself.

Even Stan halted his footsteps, staring at Michael as he turned around. He was astonished, staring at the ten-year-old boy who slowly stood up. To his surprise, there was a breathtakingly beautiful boy he had overlooked.

He was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter. Setting Michael down, he walked towards Sylvester. As Stan approached, he realized that this kid was about the same height as him, despite having a muscular build. He thought to himself, ["It should be more fun to play with the little one later."]

"You say you're more skilled than him, but how old are you? What skills do you have?" Stan asked, intrigued as he looked at the handsome and exceptional boy in front of him. Stan considered where this child had come from. Pliar truly produced outstanding individuals, both women and children, all unbelievably good-looking.

Sylvester raised his lips, his eyes clear as water, but upon closer inspection, one could see the hidden ruthlessness within his clear gaze.

"You'll only know if you try." Sylvester turned around, pointing his hands bound by rope towards himself, tilting his head.

"Untie me, I'm uncomfortable with my hands bound, and you won't be comfortable either."

His tone was bold, his actions audacious.

Hearing such words coming from a ten-year-old boy's mouth, Stan found the child piquing his interest.

Yoko instinctively wanted to stop them, but he knew about Stan's explosive temper. However, he thought, what waves could a ten-year-old boy possibly create?

Stan untied the rope, grabbing Sylvester's hand with his fat, sturdy palms and led him into the wooden house.

A cold shiver ran down Sylvester's spine, but he endured it, keeping his head lowered as he followed Stan inside.

Michael, without thinking, ran over and called out, "Big brother."

Stan thought this boy was also quite good, and with his other hand, he tried to grab Michael, but was stopped in the next moment.

be at my best if anyone else is in the

felt that this child was vying for affection and wanted to indulge

Sylvester peered out through the door and saw the bloodthirsty jealousy in Jonas's

the sight. Someone wasn't convinced by this big guy, so

others began to take action as well. Young

Stan lunged at him, Sylvester swiftly dodged to his

Stan was momentarily stunned.

had severed the tendons in Stan's left hand, causing blood to spray out instantly. Stan cried out in

Stan's mouth, muffling his

house. The people outside thought it was just an intense "battle" inside and even

that the little brat is quite capable,

me want to try him too. I wonder if Stan's novelty has worn off. Can he give us some

us anything? We better choose what

the side, Jonas pursed his lips,

What is he

fight, Stan wouldn't have

bad mood, a comrade patted him and said, "Jonas, don't think too much, let's wait a

grabbed

...

carrying a hint of ruthlessness. "Ah, ah! Don't scream. Give me the map of this area, and I'll let you go." Stan gasped for breath, wishing he could tear this kid to pieces or

a hand firmly holding him, he couldn't break free. His strength was the greatest among the entire self-defense army, but now he couldn't

at Stan's fierce appearance, Sylvester sneered. Raising his

face and body, darkening his

smell of blood filled the entire wooden house, making Stan nauseous. He convulsed in pain, his whole body

the tendons in your hands and feet." Sylvester put the knife back against Stan's neck. His voice, previously so clear and youthful, sounded sinister

say that cutting the major artery will make blood spray up to