True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 199

The villagers stood in stunned silence, feeling the sting of an injustice they couldn’t fathom.

They hadn’t done a thing.

The chief had heard the creature before them, a Werewolf, no less, had been denied some mystical title because of someone’s blunder, and he’d called the culprit an absolute fool, nearly fainting in disbelief.

“My lord, who are you referring to? Who’s this person?” he asked, despite having a sneaking suspicion of the guilty party.

It was likely the descendant of the hunter who once brought wealth to their little hamlet.

Almost reflexively, the chief’s eye’s swept over the crowd of villagers, searching for a particular face among them.

He remembered that family had come to the gathering that day.

Some of the older folks seemed to grasp the situation as well, their gazes falling on a pale–faced young

man.

Aleck Lane, his family was among the wealthiest in the village.

After all, it was the Lane family whose fortunes had spurred the local economy, owning almost half of the mandrake farming contracts.

The Lanes were well–regarded in the village, and Aleck had lived a life of luxury since birth, moving to the city and only returning to his roots during the holidays, carrying with him the airs of a spoiled rich kid.

He was popular with the village youth, loved his liquor, and was known for his drunken rants.

Today, he’d come to the mountain seeking excitement and a glimpse of the rumored Werewolf, never imagining it would all come crashing down on him.

As the accusation sank in, Aleck vaguely remembered something absurd he’d once said, something he’d dismissed as a drunken dream.

He’d never connected it to the odd occurrences plaguing the village.

If only he’d known…

But how could he have confessed?

was jolted from his thoughts as a swift kick landed on his behind, sending him tumbling

villagers parted, giving him

could lash out, he felt a painful twist on his ear. It was Cox Lane, his

to the mountain.

had suffered most from the recent misfortunes, and

the mess you’ve made. I told

had experienced hardship and knew the value of hard–won happiness.

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business involved the forests, and with a deep respect for the spirits of the woods, passed down! from the elders, they were always the main contributors to the

his son would ruin everything?

for years, and it wouldn’t have been too much to build a shrine

could have meant a windfall

all was

didn’t hesitate to discipline Aleck on the spot,

until Cox finished and, half–fearing,

that offended you. Whatever punishment you see fit, the Lane family will bear it. Please don’t hold the village

not entirely

family’s fortune for years. If it all

just

to resentment, focusing on losses

village to share the consequences, it

were still in the village,

villagers‘ stance, even earning the chief’s approval, who

whole village. We can’t let your family shoulder this alone. We’ve all

and together they all bowed to the

its protection, only that it would spare them further misery.

of the resentment fade, yet

or penalty, whatever it wished, but he was

Werewolf. If it truly sought vengeance, it could claim his

think

hopes on Winnie from the television crew nearby.