The ultimate husband

Chapter 4663

Some of the ladies in the crowd started to feel their heartbeat thumping rapidly in their bodies as they were attracted to the pretty man when they saw him. In the meantime, Morticia's brows drew closer together, and mumbled to herself when the pretty man appeared.

It was obvious the pretty man was looking for trouble from the way he talked. Morticia started to wonder if the purpose of his action was to rescue her. However, she doubted it since the pretty man was a stranger to her. It so just happened she suddenly sensed the aura of the bloodline from the pretty man's body. She could not contain the excitement as her body started shaking. It was the fiend race bloodline, the pretty man was a descendant of the fiend race.

Being one of the twelve Fiend Martyr, it was an easy job for Morticia to sense the fiend race bloodline within the pretty man's body. Her excitement was real since she thought she was the only fiend race left in the world and now discovering that there were still descendants being alive within The Nine Mainland. 1

The pretty man was indeed a descendant of the fiend race, the disciples of the Blanc clan, Yarl. His father, Boris was the Great Elder of the clan and also the brother of the head of the clan, Cranos. Thus, Yarl was Skylar's cousin.

Half an hour ago, Cranos had decided to rescue Morticia and sent Yarl to create a commotion scene. All of the men who dressed alike as Yarl were all disciples of the Blanc clan. They were there to assist Yarl.

How dare of you to speak nonsense and

sword on his waist. He had thought it thru, as long as the pretty man dared to speak disrespect of Her Majesty, he would kill him. No one could act unduly

could feel the killing vibes from Hugo and most of them

the other hand, Yarl was calm. "Please don't be angry. It was not my intention to judge Her Majesty. There are some questions I just

like a gentleman while keeping himself

to contain his fury since he could not find an

like a duke or viscount and that was the reason Hugo hesitated. It would

good look at Morticia while speaking slowly. "To me, this woman in the prison carriage is no other than a weak and helpless woman. How could she

He frowned. "What do

smiled and looked around before talking again. ’ What I was trying to say is you should have evidence to prove it since this is a parade. An evident proof that she is a Fiend Martyr and not just because of a royal notice or

blue in color. Look at the blood color of this woman here, it's red. So I doubt that