Ikarys’ scream rang out, filled with pain and despair, as if sothing had just been torn apart.
Ikarys was in so much pain that tears and sweat poured out of him like a shower.
Amleth smiled evilly and said softly, "Don’t worry; the night is still long."
Ikarys shuddered as he felt that his chrysanthemum was torn and blood was flowing out like a stream.
"System! Save ... please... save ... AAA!!!"
The system was silent; after all, it was just a system without emotions or thoughts. How could it find a way to save him?
Ikarys couldn’t bear it anymore, crying and saying: "Kill , please... kill ..."
"Hahahaha… You’re even worse than Alec. At least he lasted until the next morning, but you… gave up just from the start." Amleth laughed.
"If you make feel unhappy, I… will use sothing bigger."
Ikarys cried and begged: "Ah! Please… don’t… don’t do this."
"Ah! The arrogant Holy Son is now like a dog, begging for forgiveness in the great hall of the royal palace. Amleth sneered: "You really don’t deserve to be the Holy Son; it would be better if my man sat in that position."
"No! No! AAA!!!" Ikarys scread; at this mont, he suddenly saw a golden gate, surrounded by flying little angels.
The gate slowly opened, and he… saw a new world.
…
The evening passed quickly; no, it was only fast for Lathel, but every second that passed felt like a day to Ikarys.
At midnight, Amleth left the room satisfied, her face carrying a hint of excitent.
At this mont, ryl walked to Amleth’s side, bowed her head, and said: "Master..."
Even though ryl did not finish her sentence, Amleth knew what had happened. She frowned and said, "I know."
ryl bowed respectfully again, then left.
Amleth changed into another dress, an extrely lovely white one, her deanour completely different from before.
Now, she was a proud, gorgeous, and feminine noblewoman.
Amleth walked alone to the living room, saw a woman in a red dress with fla-like hair, and smiled: "Ah! Your Majesty, what’s so important that you ca here in the middle of the night?"
Catheryne sat still on the chair, her eyes filled with murderous intent as she glanced at Amleth, frowning and saying: "Don’t talk nonsense; release Ikarys, and I can pretend this never happened."
"Ikarys?" Amleth tilted his head, his expression innocent and puzzled: "Are you talking about the Holy Son? Isn’t he being held captive in the Royal Palace?"
"That’s strange; then why are you here? Could it be… he ran away?"
Catheryne frowned, a thick murderous aura emanating from the surroundings. The atmosphere beca more tense, the temperature suddenly rose, causing Amleth to start to worry as well.
"I don’t have ti to joke with you, Amleth."
Amleth said disdainfully: "Catheryne, you didn’t guard him well, and you let him escape, but what are you doing here now?"
"I never said he escaped."
Amleth: "..."
She clicked her tongue and said, "Tsk! You’re still as smart as you were in your previous life."
"You are still as perverted as in your previous life." Catheryne shook her head and said: "Do you think you can use him to deal with ? Then you are wrong; Lathel has found a way to deal with the male protagonists."
"He… will definitely defeat the male leads."
"Impossible!" Amleth shouted angrily: "Lathel is not that kind of person. He is weak; he is afraid of death; he will definitely be very worried; he needs to protect him."
Catheryne saw this and imdiately withdrew her murderous intent, revealing a smile full of disdain: "It seems… the ti you spent with him, you didn’t understand anything about him. Just as I thought… he doesn’t trust you at all."
"You’re talking nonsense!" Amleth suddenly lost his composure and shouted: "He loves , he understands , and I understand him very well."
"Don’t think that just because you do all these things, Lathel will accept you. You are his mother; he…"
"But he and I are not related by blood." Catheryne laughed and said: "Besides… Did you know that the first lover in the minds of those boys is their mother?"
"You… you… pervert, slut, you…" Amleth gritted her teeth, feeling as though no matter what she did, she still couldn’t win against Catheryne.
Catheryne was different; at this mont, she seed to know that victory was within her grasp, so she was extrely relaxed.
"You look pitiful. Alright, I can let Lathel give you so love; however…"
"Shut up!" Amleth shouted, his expression turning ferocious: "He is mine… mine… he is mine. You have no right to say that; you are just a lewd and perverted bitch, you…"
"But I have his love." Catheryne smiled triumphantly.
"Huh! You’re saying nonsense; he doesn’t love you, Catheryne." Amleth laughed contemptuously.
"So… let’s make a bet. Do you accept it?"
Hearing this, Amleth suddenly felt worried; however, that feeling quickly disappeared.
She was confident that with her understanding of Lathel, she would definitely win.
"What’s the bet?"
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"In a week, I will make Lathel accept my love; of course, I will tell him the whole truth about my previous life." Catheryne smiled and spoke with great confidence.
Amleth heard that and laughed crazily: "Hahahahaha… hahahaha… Catheryne, are you stupid? Or are you crazy?"
"I should remind you that in your previous life you were his mother; if he knew you loved him, how would he feel?"
"You’re so disgusting and filthy that I don’t even want to stand near you."
Hearing Amleth say that, Catheryne did not get angry; on the contrary, she confidently said again: "So… Do you accept this bet?"
"Good!" Amleth was also very confident, smiling triumphantly: "Hahahaha… Catheryne, what if you lose?"
"If I lose, I will help you take Lathel. I can even be your concubine, and you can be the main wife. Everything in the family will be decided by you."
"If I win… You stay away from him and get out of his sight, understand?"
Amleth laughed loudly: "Hahahaha… good! Catheryne, prepare yourself to serve , hahahaha…"
Catheryne just smiled, while pondering sothing in her heart that no one knew.
"So… Can you hand Ikarys over to ?"
"I will return him to his original place." Amleth said disdainfully: "Don’t worry; I am not the kind of person who breaks promises."
Catheryne heard this and stood up, then turned into countless particles of fire dust and disappeared into the air.
Amleth looked at the disappearing fire dust, smiling with disdain: "He will love you? Huh! If he knew the truth, I’m afraid he would spit in your face."
"How funny… Catheryne, I can’t wait to see how ugly your confident face will be when you’re disappointed. Hahahaha… hahahaha…"
…
Ikarys was very miserable; he was tortured to the point of going crazy when he suddenly realised... he had returned to prison without even knowing it.
His wound was still bleeding, and with his magical energy circuits locked, he now seed to be on the brink of life and death.
Suddenly, at this mont, the system issued a notification in front of him.
[Ding! Detecting that the owner’s life is in danger, the system activates the ergency function.]
Imdiately after, Ikarys realised that all the items inside the system space disappeared.
Then, a warm stream of energy poured into his body, starting to heal his body.
His wounds were healing at an extrely terrifying speed, easily visible to the naked eye.
After a while, Ikarys felt that his body had completely recovered and all the wounds had disappeared; even the tear below had closed.
His body was full of power right now; it was just that… he couldn’t use magic.
’Hahahaha…’ Ikarys laughed loudly in his heart: ’The Gods are also helping . Luckily, there is still the system; otherwise, I’m afraid I would have died.’
’Even though all the items and system points have disappeared, it doesn’t matter. As long as I’m alive, I can get it all back.’
’Amleth, Catheryne, Lathel… Are you ready for my return?’
Crack!
Jingle!
Ikarys: "..."
Because his body recovered to its peak state, he was so excited that he forgot that he was imprisoned here and could not use magic.
’Damn it!’ Ikarys cursed in his heart: ’It’s fine; I just need to wait until I’m free, and I can take revenge.’
’The Pope will definitely not abandon ; she will definitely save .’
Ikarys felt extrely confident that the Pope would save him. After all, she had invested a lot in him, so she would definitely not abandon him.
Besides, if the Holy Son of the Church were imprisoned in the Karol Empire, this would be a fatal blow to the Church’s honour.
That was why Ikarys confidently guessed that the Pope was trying to find a way to save him. It was just that… Catheryne really wanted to imprison him, but he believed that Catheryne wouldn’t dare to imprison him for long.
The Church and the Empire: the relationship between these two factions is like water and fire. On the surface they have nothing to do with each other, but on the inside there are countless struggles.
With that comfort in mind, Ikarys began to drift off to sleep. Though his body had recovered, his spirit was so exhausted that it nearly broke under Amleth’s torture.
Thinking of Amleth, Ikarys shivered with fear; he gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart: ’Amleth, when I am free, I will definitely take revenge on you. I will definitely make you scream in bed.’
Ikarys did not know that his every move was being watched by soone else; to be more precise, it was Catheryne.
She looked through a crystal ball, her eyes narrowed, carrying a kind of disdain as if looking at a bug.
’As expected of the male lead, even if he was injured to the point of death, he can still recover to his peak state.’
At first, Catheryne really wanted to kill Ikarys; however, she knew he was the male lead and wouldn’t die easily.
Besides, if she intentionally killed Ikarys, sothing would go wrong. After all, Ikarys was the male lead, with the male lead’s aura and the world’s will protecting him. If she tried to harm him, she would definitely receive punishnt from the world’s will.
However, Catheryne was not too worried. She just needed to keep Ikarys from growing, and Lathel would take care of the rest.
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