Elliot used instant acceleration and closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye before he grabbed that hand of Freya, which was holding the round, small plate.
"Let go." She shrieked hysterically.
"Kingdom-toppling suicidal beauty, can you calm your titties and hear out?"
If he had said that fully clothed, she would've, but as he had nothing covering him and his elephant was also touching her smooth navel, making her fear for the worse, she shrieked more hysterically and resisted with all her might.
"I am going to bring you down with ."
Freya decided to die an honorable death. Lightning sparks surged out of her fingers and poured into the tal plate, and the symbols on it started lighting up.
However, before all the symbols could light up in blue, Elliot yanked the plate out of her hand.
"Crazy bitch."
Elliot cursed at the suicidal black elf as he flicked her forehead with his middle finger. A simple move it was, one carrying no traces of glory or might, but when it landed on the center of her forehead, she got blasted backward with such speed that anyone would think that truck-kun had crashed into her.
Her petite body slamd into the wall before sliding down to the ground.
Blaargh!
She felt so dizzy and nauseous that she puked out whatever was in her mind, along with a mouthful of blood.
While she was puking and looking like a pitiful ss, Elliot stepped up to her, and his massive body draped a shadow of dread over her. Afraid of what was to co, Freya gulped and raised her head. The thing that ca into her sight was his massive, uncovered manhood. According to her, it was the most terrifying weapon she had ever seen a human wield. She feared that as she had no strength to resist, he was here to seal the deal.
"Are you alright?"
When she heard his words, she nearly rolled her eyes
How could she be alright when he beat the crap out of a beautiful woman like her and didn't even treat her with a gentle hand. She felt that her head was in shambles right now, and if she didn't receive treatnt soon, she would die.
Elliot didn't feel like he was in the wrong. He was an advocate of gender equality, and treating n and won the sa way was his motto.
Not to ntion, he punished her because she was making a suicidal move.
"I guess you are not." Elliot took her silence as an agreent that his casual move injured her so much that she couldn't even utter a word. "Just swallow this healing pill, and you will recover to your peak conditions in a matter of monts."
Instead of whatever rotten things she was thinking in her mind, Elliot, who felt terrible for whopping the suicidal ass of a fellow resistor, gently raised a cause of concern as he helped her back to her feet and fed her a healing pill.
She subconsciously gulped down the pill, and a mont later, warmness filled her tummy and spread outwards, embracing her entire body in healing energy.
Her internal and external wounds healed in re seconds.
"Y-You. What do you want from ?"
Everything that was happening was far different than what she thought was going to happen.
He wasn't looking at her with lust, nor was he fondling her disgustingly.
Even though she was a beauty that could charm souls and make n flock to her in the sa way fireflies rush towards a blazing forest, Elliot seed to have no interest in her whatsoever, and that was pretty dampening for her pride.
She sized up the man who was different from most of the n she had co across, who was looking at her with considerate eyes free of lust and other negative emotions.
"Hey, don't look at so suspiciously; we're on the sa side!" Elliot exclaid.
"Sa side? I don't quite understand." Freya blinked her eyes at him in confusion.
"Pour energy into your eyes if you've any and take an at , then you'll understand what I an," Elliot said confidently.
Freya, who was still terrified of him and open to understanding him, followed his instructions and directed demonic energy into her eyes.
She then looked at him again, and her eyes widened in surprise as she saw the mark of a resistor on him.
"Huh? You're also a resistor and far high in rank than !"
"If I wasn't one and you weren't one, then you would have died eight minutes ago," Elliot said in a voice overflowing with confidence.
They ca across each other exactly eight minutes ago.
Freya, for once, believed that he was telling the truth.
She had experienced him first hand and knew that he was strong enough to dominate her and lord over her life and death.
If he wanted her to die, no one except a god could save her.
If he wanted her to live, even if she committed suicide with a single pill, he would bring her back to life.
"Your eminence, what are you doing here?" Freya asked formally. She was rely a fifth-generation resistor. She ranked far below Elliot, who was a first-generation resistor. His demands she would follow unhesitatingly. She also didn't have a right to question him, and the only reason she was doing that was to make sense of the situation.
The higher-ups hadn't told her that soone was coming to her aid so soon, so why was one of the high-ups was here?
She needed to know that.
"Why else would I be here if not to ruin the plans of the spider queen and destroy the unholy necropolis?" Elliot questioned her.
Didn't that an that the day of her returning to her ho wasn't too far away?
"Your eminence, please order as you like." Freya respectfully kneeled before him.
Her attitude towards him had taken a 180-degree turn for the better because she now knew that he was her senior!
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