Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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Chapter 396

Even though this was their first meeting, Anders immediately recognized her identity. She was Nyx. There wasn't anyone else who could sit beside the emperor.

It didn't look like a mere concubine attending to him, but rather as if Aurelius had given her half his seat.

In front of Aurelius, Anders dared not show any inappropriate emotion. He could only silently grumble, then wipe his face, tears streaming down. "Your Majesty, I am guilty..."

Anders who commanded respect in the outside world was now crying in front of Aurelius, kowtowing to beg for forgiveness on behalf of his son, claiming that he had already punished the boy with a severe beating.

No matter how much he loved his son, the punishment was inevitable. Only by taking action himself and showing his attitude could he hope for Aurelius's mercy.

Aurelius' face showed a moment of sympathy. "Your son is in poor health. He should be spoken to kindly, not beaten."

At over sixty years old, Anders only had this one son, who was frail and had almost died from several severe illnesses. Later, he sought a master to treat him, pretending the boy was his sixth son to deceive the grim reaper..

Although the story sounded mysterious, it was what helped him raise his only child.

Unfortunately, due to his indulgence, the boy turned out to be a good-for-nothing, spending his days drinking and carousing with bad mates, and when drunk, he became uncontrollable.

Nyx lowered her gaze to the desk, where a stack of evidence against Lewis had been placed. Fortunately, it wasn't too bad- mostly disputes involving damaged property-but there were no serious crimes like bullying or harassment.

Lewis needed discipline, but it wasn't beyond saving.

Aurelius called for two imperial physicians and instructed, "Go with the Marquis and treat his son well."

Anders went speechless.

He knelt and thanked Aurelius, but inwardly gritted his teeth.

thought, 'These aren't physicians being sent to treat my son. They are clearly spies sent

he said about nearly beating him to death was just

no choice but to sweat coldly

opened, and his foolish son rushed toward him, nimble as ever.

face turn pale, Lewis paused in his steps and belatedly realized that something

stepped forward, introduced themselves, and explained their purpose. His face

time, it isn't just my life at risk; it seems I

and Lewis waited anxiously as the imperial doctors finished their diagnosis and packed away their medical boxes. One of them shrank back, as if trying to reduce his presence

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