Chapter 112 - Training (1/2)

Allen didn't get a chance to answer that, though, when somebody entered the room. It was the man named Rhys. Once he saw the sight before him, he walked over and grabbed hold of Lyn's wrist, ”Wa—wait,” the girl stammered, ”Allen needs to rest, he hasn't slept...”

”I don't care,” Rhys cursed, ”Your not supposed to be here, anyway.”

”I—I know, but,” Lyn stammered.

Allen frowned at the way the man named Rhys was talking. Kazuya aside, why does this man think he can shout at Lyn? Judging from their conversation, she was supposed to do something important. But even if it's like that, he has no right to lecture her like this.

He quickly sat up, realizing he was making trouble for Lyn and proceeded to give this man a lecture when Rhys bent down and kissed the girl's lips.

”You seem not to want to listen to me, so I'll do as I wish.”

”L---let's go already!” Lyn exclaimed as she stormed off.

Allen stood there frozen, what did he just see there?

The man named Rhys had yet to leave the room, he stared at him and his lips curved to a sly smirk. A mocking look appeared on his face, ”You see Mr fiance, this is how seducing a girl works. Your way too slow and now you have competition.”

”Are you challenging me?” Allen was livid; he was struggling to control his inner rage.

Rhys deeply sighed, ”There is no need to challenge you, you don't even want to touch her or get to know her properly. You'd be a useless rival.”

”...”

”I'm just going to say this, the longer you delay this. The harder it will become for you in the future,” with a few more cold words, Rhys left, and Allen punched the wall.

Blood trickled down his fists, 'It seems like he has been a bit too lenient,' Lyn, he doesn't want to do anything to scare her. But these men who are after her clearly wish to to use sneaky means to win her heart. If they are going to do that, then why must he hold himself back?

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Surri Town Harbour - Four Days Later -

Lyn grabbed the handle of the blade and charged towards Rhys, ”Don't underestimate me!” she yelled.

But no sooner had she lifted the blade, it swung just as fast onto the ground. A clanking sound rang against the marble floor. An agonizing cry emerged from her lungs as small lightning bolts seized the weapon. In mere seconds it corroded her flesh, leaving bright red blisters on her pale hands. 'Ouch,' Lyn muttered in her head, it was painful. The lightning shock aside, but the physical injury hurt more. If her fingers didn't feel numb, then she would shout at Rhys. However, she felt the numbness increase causing her to let go of the weapon in her hands. Lyn sank to the ground. It felt like her whole hand was burning.