Lucien could no longer rember how many tis he had broken down in front of William...
Just before, when William had given his phone a signal and battery boost, he had felt grateful, even thinking that perhaps William was a person with a cold exterior but a warm interior.
At this mont, he realized he was wrong!
He was really wrong!
And ridiculously so!
William, the bastard, has nothing to do with the term "cold exterior, warm interior"!
He's just a scher full of bad ideas!
A complete fraudster!
A devil who plays with people's hearts!
He even says he dislikes violence!
You dislike violence?
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Shapeshifters in the Divine Realm vanished.
He coerced two bear creatures into chopping off their own paws and even tricked Forseti into tearing off a pair of wings.
These actions are simply demonic!
If he dislikes violence, then probably the whole Divine Realm would be peaceful.
At this mont, thinking more about it is futile.
The Shapeshifters all over the street were glaring at Lucien with righteous indignation.
In their eyes, he was a despicable and shaless outsider.
With his powers sealed, Lucien couldn't even use the most basic Ninefold Stellar Sanctuary magic formation, let alone think about escaping. In front of a group of rugged and burly Shapeshifters, he was like a fragile little chick.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
"Don't ss around! I'm the future great demon lord!"
Lucien felt a strong sense of oppression, reminiscent of his childhood days at school when he was bullied by stronger classmates, filled with a sense of powerlessness.
"What are we doing? Just teaching you a lesson, that's all! Don't worry, we won't kill you!"
"The future great demon lord, right?!"
"You even have connections with our enemy, the Divine Alliance, right?!"
...
William stood at a distance, appearing compassionate, with his hands clasped behind his back, looking in Lucien's direction.
Sophias, the Elent Devouring Cat, followed William, his eyes darting around. He had fully recognized who the real boss was, determined to stick with William forever, never to leave.
William had harvested so many premium ingredients, which he couldn't possibly consu alone. Sophias thought about picking up leftovers, following along for a sip of soup, which would surely boost his power level.
Why bother deceiving others in the Divine Realm for their magical artifacts?
Those artifacts tasted terrible and had diocre effects, to the point where Sophias had begun to disdain them.
anwhile, a group of Shapeshifter lords swung their fists, as large as sandbags, and their palms, as wide as fans, furiously at Lucien.
Besides Lucien's screams, one could occasionally hear a Shapeshifter yelling, "Go easy on him!"
"Yes, yes, go easy!"
At this mont, Lucien felt sowhat touched.
At least, these Shapeshifters weren't entirely heartless.
"If you kill him, we can't keep hitting him! Each person gets a maximum of three hits!"
"..." Lucien went into shutdown mode again.
Damn it, he must be out of his mind to think these Shapeshifters weren't that bad!
Facing these Shapeshifter lords, Lucien had no way to fight back, only curling up to protect his vital areas to avoid being hit in sensitive parts specific to n.
William turned around, seeing the Shapeshifters enjoying themselves yet being sowhat cautious, and felt a twinge of compassion.
"Everyone, stop for a mont, let say sothing!" William finally spoke up.
By this ti, Lucien had been beaten until he was swollen all over, like a water-injected balloon, seeming as if he would burst with a poke.
When the Shapeshifters heard William speak, they naturally gave him face, stopping their actions to listen attentively.
Lucien thought that William had finally developed a conscience and couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"You don't really have to do this."
After William spoke, Lucien let out a heavy sigh of relief, thinking this ordeal was finally ending. What a relief!
"Feel free to hit him as much as you want. After all, I've sealed his powers. I know a bit of healing magic, so you guys keep hitting him, and I'll heal him on the side. Let's all have a good ti today!"
Upon hearing this, the Shapeshifters cheered, praising Mr. Johnson for his consideration.
Beating soone with reservations, worrying about killing them, how could anyone enjoy that?
Mr. Johnson, you've thought of everything!
"Damn it!!" Lucien, his eyes swollen to slits, managed to widen them in shock. He had never imagined that William's suggestion to pause was for this reason.
Utterly shaless!
"You dare to curse Mr. Johnson! Beat him!"
Now, they were even more unrestrained, striking with vicious force.
A slap broke Lucien's arm, but then a green light fell on his forehead, healing the injury imdiately.
The Shapeshifters were overjoyed!
With Mr. Johnson present, there was no need to worry about killing the boy today.
For a while, cheers and screams intermingled.
William stood aside, practicing his healing spells, quite pleased with himself.
Murder?
There was no need!
Lucien had offended William several tis, and William hadn't killed him. Doing this now was just a minor lesson, perfectly reasonable.
This beating continued for over half an hour, with Lucien enduring terrible abuse, finally understanding just how malicious William could be.
After the beating was over, William raised his hand, and Lucien's injuries healed, with everyone, including the Shapeshifters and Lucien, returning to normal.
"William!! You..." Lucien clenched his fists, glaring at William with rage. Before he could swear, he noticed a group of Shapeshifters eagerly watching him, forcing him to swallow his words.
"What's wrong?" William raised an eyebrow at Lucien.
Taking a deep breath, Lucien said, "You're great! Truly kind-
hearted!"
"Who are you cursing?" A Shapeshifter lord snapped upon hearing Lucien's words, interpreting the tone as mocking Mr. Johnson's kindness.
Damn it!
Lucien chose to keep his mouth shut!
These lunatic Shapeshifters had completely baffled him!
Anything he said was wrong, so it was better not to speak at all, lest he get beaten again for no reason.
"Alright, let's go!" William decided not to tornt Lucien further.
In this Heart of Asgard, he had gathered quite a lot of premium ingredients. It was about ti to leave, otherwise, if Baldr found out, that kid would start following him around with a sycophantic smile again.
That guy ate too much, and William didn't want to bring him along.
The news of William's departure quickly reached Forseti, who appeared before William and whispered, "Lord William, where are you headed? I wish to follow you."
Over the past few days, Forseti had made significant gains from the techniques William had shared with him.
He thought, how hard would it be to progress if he just stayed in Heart of Asgard?
Moreover, his father had always forbidden him from going out to gain experience, and he dared not disobey. Yet, he had always wanted to venture out!
He dread of a reckless, free-spirited life!
Now, the opportunity was right in front of him!
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