The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 157: Taken Away

He bent one knee slightly, performing a standard court bow, a habitual cold smile on his lips.

He squatted down, deftly opened the box, took out precision instruments, and began treating Selene Kane’s shoulder bullet wound.

But when his gaze truly fell on the wound, his eyes clearly shook.

It was no ordinary gunshot injury; the tissue regeneration speed far surpassed that of an average person.

He leaned closer to her ear, lowering his voice.

"Are you sure you don’t have superpower? The healing mechanism of this wound... should not appear on ordinary people."

Selene Kane almost slapped him, growling through clenched teeth.

"I don’t! Just a bit more robust physically, what do you lab-bred delicate types know? Sitting in sterile rooms writing data all day, do you know what it’s like to face elements and life-threatening situations?"

Shaun pressed his lips tightly and stayed silent for a moment, finally speaking slowly.

"I’m from the Border Collie Clan."

His movements remained skillful, using the precision instruments as if they were extensions of his body, accurately cleaning the wound, injecting the nano repair solution, activating the surface regeneration membrane.

In just a few steps, the originally grotesque bullet hole gradually became smooth.

The surrounding bloodstains were also wiped clean by the special potion, leaving no trace.

If it weren’t for the wound still faintly aching, along with a faint pink regeneration mark.

Selene Kane would almost think that the bullet had never hit her.

"The Border Collie Clan is not an ordinary breed. We are born with strong spiritual power, sensitive perception, and logical deduction abilities far beyond common people. You call me delicate? Ha, I can execute missions for three days and nights in minus forty-degree polar conditions, do you think I’m weak?"

Selene Kane immediately cooperated by widening her eyes, covering her mouth with both hands, her eyes sparkling, posing a look of amazement.

"Border Collie Clan? Aren’t they particularly smart? The legendary tactical command breed, the pinnacle representative of genetic optimization! My gosh, I can see a living Border Collie Clan member!"

Shaun couldn’t help but smile at the corners of his mouth, a furry tail stealthily swung out from beneath his impeccably buttoned uniform collar.

"You know how to say nice things," he snorted lightly, his tone softened a bit, "Not entirely without merit."

The Empress sat on a high-backed chair, gently rubbing her temples.

"Miss Kane said she developed a special constitution after being poisoned, please examine her carefully to see if what she says is true."

Shaun nodded respectfully to the Empress, regaining his serious demeanor.

"Understood. I will use the highest authority detection equipment to ensure accurate data."

Selene Kane felt uneasy again, secretly urging.

"Hurry up and get on with it, don’t dawdle! If they really send me to the dissection chamber, I’ll be done for!"

In her mind, that lazy voice finally sounded.

"Don’t worry, master, I can handle such small matters easily, watch me."

Before the words finished, a round little ball quietly floated out from her sleeve.

Suspended in mid-air, silently doing a quick scan on Selene Kane.

In the blink of an eye, all her physiological data, genetic map, neural activity, energy fluctuations were fully presented on the translucent virtual screen before Shaun’s eyes.

Shaun swiped up and down the data, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter, fingers quickly pointing and swiping in the air.

He compared repeatedly, his expression growing more solemn.

"Your Majesty," he finally spoke up, his voice deep, "this young woman’s condition is indeed unusual. Her cellular activity, nerve conduction speed, self-healing ability, all far exceed normal range. What she said might be true."

He paused, his tone becoming hesitant, "I can’t quite determine the specifics, there are too many variables involved, especially with an unknown active substance in her body, interfering with the conventional tests. It’s tricky to jump to conclusions."

After speaking, he suddenly glanced twice at Selene Kane, his lips curling into a mischievous smile.

"How about sticking to the original plan? Take her apart and have a look. Rest assured, my skills are top-notch, I’ll make sure she’s stitched up neatly and lively after the dissection."

Upon hearing that, Selene Kane jumped up from her chair immediately, waving her hands repeatedly, her voice altered in pitch.

"I resolutely refuse this proposal! Who wants to be taken apart by you? Is this science or just being twisted?"

The Empress remained with her eyes closed, her expression enigmatic, fingers lightly placed on the armrest.

Since earlier, Kate Windsor had hardly spoken.

"Mother, since Miss Kane’s words are true, why not let her return? Colonel Shaw must be worried, and the child should miss their mother too."

Kate Windsor finally spoke, her voice gentle.

She looked up at the Empress, a hint of worry in her eyes.

The Empress lightly tapped her finger on the armrest.

She glanced at her daughter indifferently.

"No rush."

As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow flashed into the dungeon like a whirlwind.

The Eagle Guard appeared silently, black wings slightly trembling in the air, holding a gray-furred fox in its claws.

The fox lay limply, barely breathing, ears clinging tightly to its head sides, and its tail dragging weakly on the ground.

He tossed the fox to the ground, then his form flickered, transforming into a human shape.

"Your Majesty, I’ve discovered that before Miss Kane’s marriage, this fox secretly drugged her. The specific ingredients and pharmacological analysis are still ongoing, and the final conclusion has not yet been reached."

"This beast was extremely uncooperative when caught, attempted to escape, and used demonic power to resist, which forced me to use some forceful measures to subdue it."

"Mm."

The Empress softly parted her red lips, uttering a single word.

She raised her hand slightly, signaling him to retreat.

The Eagle Guard bowed and saluted, saying no more, swiftly fading into the darkness.

The Little Fox lay shivering on the cold ground, struggling to stand up.

But as her front legs weakened, just as she propped herself up, she fell heavily back to the ground.

Her limbs kept trembling, fur disheveled, and her eyes devoid of cunning, only filled with deep fear. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Your... Your Majesty?"

She finally saw clearly the imposing female presence before her, gasping in fright.

She quickly bit down, gathering her spiritual power, her figure flickering, transforming into human shape.

A frail woman, dressed in shabby fabric, pale-faced, kneeling on the ground, head deeply bowed.

"Humble servant pays respects to Your Majesty."

Her voice trembled, barely audible word by word.

Claire Joyce shrank her neck, shoulders tense, face pale.

She only went out to dry some herbs, thinking she could trade them for some food once dried.

But a falcon descended from the sky, grabbed her with its sharp claws, and lifted her into the air.

She struggled desperately, kicking her feet wildly, calling for help loudly, but only met with tighter restraint.

The falcon’s wings flapped, sending a fierce gust of wind.

She was pinned down completely, unable to move.

Among beastmen, there’s usually conflict, but never cannibalism.

Yet this scene left her utterly terrified, her mind blank.

She could only cry out for help in the village chief’s direction, her voice shrill and despairing.

But the village chief stood afar, his gaze towards her filled with disappointment.