The Villainess Cannot Escape — Five Beast Husbands Chase Her Madly-Chapter 129: Mad Beast Noland’s Secret

Inside the metal cage, a fox Beastman in a blue-and-white striped patient’s gown was curled up.

His purple fur was dry and dull, his beastly pupils glazed and lifeless. He had heavy, dark circles under his eyes, and his three thin, scrawny tails were completely bare.

For some reason, Su An’an found him familiar. She unconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to get a better look at the half-mad fox.

"You know this Mad Beast?" Ye Yuan suddenly grabbed her wrist, his gaze sweeping warily over the purple-furred fox in the cage.

Even though he was emaciated and crazed, the Fox Clan member was still somewhat handsome.

"He looks very familiar, like I’ve seen him somewhere before," Su An’an replied with a frown.

Simon walked to her side and explained, "It’s normal that he looks familiar. This is Noland, an A Level male beast of the Fox Clan. He was once the director of a Beastman Soothing livestream company."

"He was the one fully in charge of Lord Jiu Su’s first-ever livestream."

"Unfortunately, a livestream incident occurred, and he was unceremoniously kicked out of the company."

"How did he end up like this? Could Fei Zhao have done this to him?" Su An’an asked in shock.

After all, the livestream incident was the Rebel Army’s doing and had nothing to do with Noland. She never thought Fei Zhao could be so ruthless.

Simon gazed at Noland’s vacant beastly eyes, his tone flat. "It wasn’t Fei Zhao. The Rebel Army drove him mad."

"Red Fox Fei Zhao paid to send him here for treatment, but his brain has already been fried by electricity."

"I see!" Su An’an breathed a sigh of relief.

Simon turned to look at her, a calculating glint flashing in his narrow eyes under the light.

"Since Your Highness knows Noland, why not soothe him yourself?"

"It would also be a chance for us to witness the skills of Lord Jiu Su’s own disciple."

"This is against procedure!" William immediately stepped forward to object, his expression stern. "Your Highness must return as planned. The press corps is still waiting for the interview."

Ye Yuan gripped Su An’an’s wrist tightly, his expression grim. "Anan, don’t risk it."

His heart hammered with unease. He had a strong premonition that something terrible was about to happen.

Su An’an’s brow furrowed slightly. Her gaze shifted between the others and Noland in the cage, and she hesitated.

The metal cage suddenly began to shake violently. Noland slammed his forehead hard against the bars, roaring indistinctly:

"Black... Star... map!"

Su An’an suddenly clutched Qiuqiu in her arms, her knuckles turning white from the force of her grip.

’How could Noland know about the Black Star map?’

[Your Highness, what’s wrong? Your heart rate just spiked!] Little Pink asked nervously from within her sea of consciousness.

Qiuqiu also lifted its little head, its ruby-red eyes filled with concern for Su An’an.

[I’m fine!]

Su An’an took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, they burned with resolve. "I’ll soothe Noland."

’I can’t let go of any clue related to Black Star.’

"A beastman that far gone? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Ye Yuan frowned, objecting. But seeing the determination in Su An’an’s eyes, he turned helplessly to Lan Cangming. "Aren’t you going to talk some sense into her?"

"Do what you want to do."

Lan Cangming said, his gaze lowered, his long, ice-blue hair brushing against her shoulder.

Ye Yuan’s face instantly darkened.

’Just had to be the good guy, didn’t you?’

Not to be outdone, he grabbed Su An’an’s hand.

"Fine, you can do it. But I have to be there to watch over you the entire time."

"Fine!"

Su An’an nodded. With Ye Yuan and Lan Cangming supporting her, she felt she could face anything.

"A wise decision, Your Highness!"

Simon waved his hand happily, and a guard immediately fitted Noland with a Titanium Alloy Restraint Device.

"Your Highness! Once the interview with the press corps is finished, you still have to go to Starlight Royal Square to meet with Her Majesty the Queen."

William was so anxious the veins on his temples bulged, and his gold-rimmed glasses slid to the tip of his nose.

"This is a matter of great importance concerning your ennoblement as a Duke."

"You absolutely cannot be late!"

"Shut up!"

Su An’an spun around and shot William a cold glare.

"It is not your place to question my decisions."

"Keep talking, and I’ll have you locked up with that reporter from earlier."

"I... overstepped my bounds. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

William’s face went ashen, and he retreated, trembling.

Once in a corner, he turned as if to adjust his tie, his fingertips rapidly tapping on his cuff.

[Target has been delayed. Awaiting instructions.]

On the west side of the Mad Beast Institute, blue light pulsed in the basement of an abandoned communication station.

Countless Communication Beasts darted between light screens, their fingertips flying as they keyed in commands.

Louis, wearing an Evil Ghost Mask, was lounging on a sofa. The Bloody Mary in his tall glass glowed with an eerie red light.

"Lord Li!"

The captain of the Communication Beasts rushed over, holding a light screen and breathing heavily. "Lord Li! Urgent report from William! Su An’an has changed her schedule. She won’t be able to reach Starlight Royal Square by 12:00 PM."

"Why?"

Louis set down his glass, his brow furrowing sharply.

’Arranging for reporters to corner Su An’an was meant to use public pressure to force her to head to Starlight Royal Square immediately after her task. I didn’t expect this complication.’

"Our mole reports that Su An’an ran into Noland at the Mad Beast Institute and is insisting on soothing him personally."

The Communication Beast activated its terminal, and a haggard image of the purple-furred fox appeared on the Holographic Screen.

"Noland? That three-tailed fox that Nick broke?"

Beneath his mask, Louis’s pupils contracted as memories surged forth.

He remembered the three-tailed fox with dark circles under his eyes, curled up on a street corner like a dying stray after being framed by Nick and kicked out of his company.

He himself had tried to lure him in with the bait of revenge: "Help us kill Fei Zhao and expose Jiu Su, and the proud female in the punishment cage will be yours to command."

But Noland had only feigned allegiance, secretly memorizing the map of the Northern Black Star.

After his brain was fried, he was unexpectedly rescued by Fei Zhao.

He had thought that discarded pawn could no longer make any waves, yet here he was, clinging to life in the Mad Beast Institute.

"My lord, Noland knows too many of our secrets. If he regains his sanity..." the Communication Beast said, its expression worried.

Louis sneered, the scarlet liquid in his glass rippling. "Relying on Su An’an?"

"Even with her improved physique and spiritual power, she can forget about making Noland lucid."

He slammed the glass down on the table. As it rattled, a cold light glinted off his Evil Ghost Mask.

"But you can’t be too careful! After all, it wouldn’t be the first time Jiu Su has..."

The Communication Beast glanced furtively at Louis’s clenched jaw and swallowed the rest of its sentence.

Louis remembered his past humiliations at the hands of Jiu Su and ground his teeth.

He activated his communicator and said in a cold voice, "Initiate Plan B."

"Assemble all combat units. Target: the Mad Beast Institute."

"Capture Su An’an alive. Eliminate Noland on sight."

"My lord! Simon, Ye Yuan, and Lan Cangming are there—three Level 3S Beastmen. The defense system is a veritable fortress."

Cold sweat beaded on the Communication Beast’s forehead as it shook its head. "An attack is impossible. We can’t succeed."

"Open your eyes and look."

Louis wrenched open a safe and took out a palm-sized, blood-red hourglass.

The skull at its top gleamed with a cold white light. The sand, like solidified droplets of blood, exuded a mysterious and terrifying aura.

"Lord Red gave you a Holy Artifact?"

The Communication Beast trembled, falling to its knees as it stared at the blood-red hourglass.

This was a Holy Artifact that Lord Red had created with his unique talent.

It wasn’t just a spiritual symbol for the Rebel Army, but also a powerful tool for accomplishing missions.

Its use guaranteed success. There had never been an exception.

"May the Holy Artifact bless us. The Rebel Army is invincible!"

Louis knelt and kowtowed in piety.

The grains of sand suddenly began to pour down like fresh blood, as if the gears of fate had begun to turn.