The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 634

Mia’s eyes widened in disbelief as she gazed at the raging Nicholas. Her frustration peaked, and she retorted, “Are you out of your damn mind? Besides Ceci, we’re all dressed perfectly fine, and nothing of the sort you’re accusing us of has happened!”

Despite the ambiguous circumstances, she couldn’t help but think that Nicholas was a complete idiot, his mind filled with nothing but horseshit.

Despite the suggestive circumstances, it was clear as day that nothing had occurred.

Is this guy incapable of using rational thinking to assess the situation?

“Mia, quit your cunning excuses! You two have been gallivanting around without a care. Who knows what mischief you’ve been up to behind closed doors.” Nicholas’s voice boomed with anger as if he had lost all sense of reason.

“I have no interest in bothering you.”

Mia shot him a glance before shifting her attention to Haylan, her eyes filled with deepening worry.

Haylan’s face twisted in agony. His forehead was drenched in sweat. It was clear that he was suffering from a torment beyond imagination.

“Haylan, you better hold on tight and make it through this. Don’t you dare let anything happen,” Mia pleaded inwardly.

Her eyes remained fixed on Haylan’s face, a mixture of worry and anxiety etched on her features.

She swiftly averted her gaze to find Nicholas’s eyes fixed on Ceci. With a subtle change in her expression, she swiftly retrieved a blanket and draped it over Ceci’s form, shielding her from potential exposure.

Mia fixed a piercing gaze upon Nicholas. “You better learn some manners and respect,” she admonished.

“How come? You can bring that savage man here to ogle at Ceci, but I can’t take a look?”

Nicholas’s eyes burned with anger as he spoke, “I’ve been Ceci’s most devoted suitor for years, and you know it well enough.

“Why is it that this man gets to have a look and even lay his hands on her while I am not allowed to have a glance?”

“Damn it, let go of me!”

He fought with every ounce of his being, desperate to break loose from the grip of the sword beam.

Yet Haylan found himself helplessly pinned down by the overwhelming might of his sword beam, leaving him devoid of any means to break free from its unyielding grasp.

“Ah!”

At that precise moment, Haylan unleashed a tremendous, earth–shaking roar that echoed through the air, sending shockwaves in every direction.

energy surged from his being, permeating the air with an aura akin to a legion of razor–sharp blades. With an explosive force, it broke free from the

when the sword beams crossed paths with Mia and Ceci, they gracefully

beams surged with an unstoppable might, rending the earth asunder and etching many sword–shaped scars across everything within

gory display. The searing pain ripped through his body, tearing at his soul and eliciting harrowing screams that echoed through the air. Following

butterfly tattoos continued to hover in the air, their wings gracefully fluttering as if animated by

this creature

flashed across her countenance, prompting her to retreat from

haunting entities that spelled nothing but death and despair. When entangled by

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move independently is utterly horrifying, akin to abominable creatures that

“Shatter!”

beams reverberated, instantly blanketing the

butterfly tattoos, obliterating them without

“Spurt…”

gush of blood, his complexion ghostly pale

are you holding up?”

“I’m alright.”

composed as he spoke in a low voice, “Those evil spirits may have

a wry smile crossed

injuries while trying to

of a day would be required for him to recuperate

She needs to rest,”

“Very well.”

She swiftly cradled Ceci in her arms, intending to carry her back to

efforts proved to

energy was too feeble, rendering her unable to

take care of

within him. Stepping forward, he gathered Ceci in his arms, holding her tenderly as he made his way toward the

a bitch! You, Jaber! Keep your hands off my

Haylan proceeded into the room, holding Ceci in his arms, paying

you pay!” Nicholas thundered against the walls, his voice filled with a wrathful rage.

available means to break free from the

sword beams.

wall, leaving him

“Screaaaam!”