The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 223 - 206: Nine-tailed Order (Part 2)
The Dragon Clan Leader, Horace Valerius, who was also his father, suddenly arranged a marriage for him with the daughter of the Phoenix Clan Chief, Celestia Fawkes.
Mael Valerius was only seven or eight years old at the time, the age of rebellion, the more you tell him to do something, the more he refuses.
Moreover, he had no good impression of Celestia Fawkes, even extremely disliked her.
He strongly resisted this arranged marriage, refusing to agree no matter what.
He directly told the Dragon Clan Leader, Horace Valerius, that he already had a loved one, and he would marry her as his mate when he grew up.
The Dragon Clan was a colossal force in Aetheria, arguably the most terrifying power.
The only ones that could compare were the Phoenix Clan, the Celestian Clan, and the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan.
Of course, the Dragon Clan still held the greatest power.
When Horace Valerius learned that his son had affections for someone, and even resisted the marriage alliance with the Phoenix Clan for her, he immediately sent people to investigate.
This investigation pointed right to Luna Sutton of the Wolf Tribe of the Lower Domain.
How could the future heir of the Dragon Clan have a mate from the Lower Domain, a lowly continent?
Naturally, he adamantly disagreed, looking down on it from the bottom of his heart.
The father and son were at complete odds with each other.
Ultimately, the result was that Mael Valerius was forcibly locked up.
Even forbidden from going to the Lower Domain.
And Luna Sutton was secretly cursed by the Dragon Clan’s Great Witch, using their secret technique—the Lost Face Curse.
This curse won’t kill, but it makes the recipient grow increasingly uglier, with a face full of pimples and boils, nauseating enough to lose one’s appetite.
Horace Valerius did this for one simple reason: to completely break Mael Valerius’s fantasies and make him obediently marry into the Phoenix Clan.
If it weren’t for the fact that Luna Sutton had saved his son’s life, the entire Wolf Tribe might have been wiped out back then.
And it wasn’t merely a curse to become ugly.
Of course, Lyle Sutton and the others would never know these truths.
The Priest could only vaguely guess something, but didn’t know exactly what happened.
The fire flickered in the stone house, casting uncertain shadows on everyone’s faces.
Malachi Arcanus suddenly punched the stone wall, causing rocks to fall: "Who cares about the Dragon Clan, I want to charge into Aetheria right now!"
"Reckless fool."
Zeke Veridian coldly interrupted, his emerald eyes fixed on the cracked turtle shell, "Priest, is there a way to break the curse?"
The Priest’s withered fingers rubbed the edge of the turtle shell, his voice hoarse: "All of this is my speculation. I don’t even know what curse was laid on that girl, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been unable to see it all these years. How would I know how to break it?"
Again, silence filled the stone house.
"Then Priest, do you know of any way to reach Aetheria aside from the forbidden passage in Beast King City?"
Rhys Blackwood couldn’t help but speak up after a long silence.
The Priest was taken aback, as if surprised by the sudden question, but wasn’t caught off guard.
After a moment of silence, he said, "The Endless Sea, if you can cross it, you can reach Aetheria."
"The Endless Sea?"
Malachi Arcanus frowned, "Even Ninth Rank Beastmen entering there leave no bones behind."
Rhys Blackwood and Zeke Veridian were silent, suddenly unsure of what to do.
Eventually, the group decided to brave the Endless Sea together with Corbin Crowley.
Though it seemed extremely dangerous, there was still a glimmer of hope.
But if they were marked with a slave mark, there would truly be no way to turn things around, forever being at others’ command.
Despite being told by Kian Sterling that it could be removed afterwards, they still couldn’t accept it.
Even if fake, they wouldn’t allow it.
Their innate pride refused to let them bear a slave mark.
They also refused to test people’s hearts lightly.
Corbin Crowley and Rhys Blackwood each entrusted their cubs and snake eggs to Lyle Sutton’s care, arranging everything.
That night, Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus set out, heading straight for the Endless Sea.
Upon hearing the news, Kian Sterling didn’t say anything, understanding their concerns and pride.
He simply returned to Beast King City with Finn Arcanus and Yuri Ashwood.
When they arrived back at Beast King City, the sunset was like blood.
The wound at Nolan Sterling’s severed tail had stopped bleeding, but his demeanor was extremely haggard.
The guards at Beast King City, seeing him from afar, paled in shock: "Third Prince, what happened to you..."
Nolan Sterling didn’t even lift his eyes, walking straight to The Royal Palace.
As soon as he entered the grand hall, he heard Corbin Crowley’s sarcastic voice: "Oh, isn’t this the Third Brother? What happened, got your tail bitten by a dog?"
Nolan Sterling paused, raising his eyes to meet Corbin Crowley blocking his path, a cold smile on his lips: "Elder Brother seems to have free time, eager to take Father’s seat before he’s even dead?"
"You!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Corbin Crowley’s face turned extremely sour, but then he laughed, his demeanor seductive and coldly mocking: "You, with a severed tail, what right do you have to compete with me?"
"I’ve never intended to compete with you, so the seat is yours. However—"
Nolan Sterling deliberately drew out his words as he stepped closer to Corbin Crowley, speaking with deeper meaning: "You need to survive to sit on it..."
After speaking, he left indifferently, without another glance at Corbin Crowley’s terrifyingly dark face.
The Beast King Hall was brightly lit.
The Old Beast King looked at Nolan Sterling in shock, his voice and expression filled with pain: "Keira, what happened to your tail?"
Nolan Sterling chuckled lightly, casually brushing the bloodstains from his sleeve: "It’s just severed."
"Just severed?"
The Old Beast King jumped up instantly, his Nine-Tails bristling with anger: "Do you know what severing a Nine-Tailed Fox’s tail means?"
"I know."
Nolan Sterling lifted his gaze, his eyes cold, "It merely means losing inheritance rights, being kicked out by those old geezer."
The Old Beast King’s figure staggered, almost losing balance, his expression dark, filled with both anger and pain.
He was about to erupt, but heard Nolan Sterling continue: "Father, I’m going to Aetheria."
The grand hall suddenly fell silent.
The Old Beast King snorted like he’d heard a joke: "With your current state, are you going to Aetheria to die?"
Nolan Sterling’s fingers brushed over his severed tail, his smile seductive, "Father, the Sacred Pool of the Main Sect in Aetheria can restore tails."
The Old Beast King scoffed, his Nine-Tails suddenly spread out: "What kind of fantasy are you indulging in? Those old geezers have mostly allocated the spots to their descendants, with not enough to spare. How many talented descendants of the Fox Clan wish to enter, yet you think you’ve got a chance?"
"What does it matter? How will I know if I don’t try?"
Nolan Sterling said earnestly.
The Old Beast King squinted his eyes, his fox tails swinging dangerously behind him: "What will you use to try? Those stubborn old men at the Main Sect won’t give face even to me."
Nolan Sterling suddenly pulled out a bloodstained token from his chest, engraved with ancient fox patterns: "With this."
"The Nine-tailed Order?"
The Old Beast King instantly froze, his gaze locked on the token, "Where did you get it?"
"Grandfather gave it on his deathbed."
Nolan Sterling’s fingers rubbed the blood on the Jade Token, "He said... a senior named Julian Sterling in the Main Sect owes him a life."
The Old Beast King suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha... good, really good."
Who would’ve thought Father gave you that token.
His Nine-Tails suddenly spread out, "Alright, as you wish. Hurry and pack your things and go to the forbidden land? Don’t come back until your tail grows."
"Yes, Father."
Nolan Sterling sighed with relief, tucking the Nine-tailed Order back into his chest, and left with a bright smile.
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