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Aron couldn't believe that it was Yuri who stabbed a knife into her chest. She tightly grasped her hand and asked, "Yuri, how could you…"
"I'm sorry, you have your mission, I have mine…" Yuri shook her hand off and turned her back to Aron.
Aron fell backwards on the ground and gazed into the starry sky. It seemed that her eyes were filled with a thousand stars as well.
On the London streets during Elizabethan times
"Slow down, miss!"
"No! I'm trying to find Sebastian!"
The street was filled with carriages and pedestrians. A pretty maid was chasing Mary Debeur down the street and was almost out of breath. Mary was running fast despite her heavy dress.
Her hairdo was messy and tacky, with a meretricious red flower in it; her face was beyond recognition with a thick layer of red blusher; and her curvy body was hidden way in a dowdy baggy green frock. She looked really meretricious.
As there were so many people coming and going on the street, it seemed like only a matter of seconds before Daisy lost the sight of Mary. She looked around frantically for her mistress and stamped her feet in anxiety and self-accusation.
Mary ran all the way to Mayflower Tavern. The prince Sebastian, the fourth child of the emperor, finished socializing and was coming out of the building when he met Mary. "Sebastian, there you are!"
It was no secret that Mary Debeur was a fool and was in love with Prince Sebastian. Sebastian was humiliated to be idolized by such a retarded girl. Her garish attire and wanton actions seemed to make her more repellent.
He frowned, glimpsed at Mary with his eye corners and tried to walk around her.
Sebastian looked quite handsome with his moon-white attire and devilish smirk. Mary smiled brightly and tried to grab his sleeve. "Sebastian, why are you ignoring me? I'm Mary, Mary Debeur!"
"Who says you can call me by my given name? Please Miss Debeur, it is not proper for unmarried man and woman to be touching!" Sebastian was both annoyed and appalled by her actions. He frowned and wanted to push her away. But as he looked around and found those onlookers, he calmed down and said patiently since he didn't want to appear rude in public.
Mary was unfazed by his words. She didn't put down her hand, and even rubbed her face on his sleeve and pouted, "I don't want to let go of you. I want to wed you!"
The onlookers were scandalized by such bold words. They were laughing and pointing at them.
Sebastian was beyond humiliated. He shook off her arm and said coolly, "Please have some self-respect, miss."
"You can't leave me Sebastian!" Mary held on to his waist and whined.
The watching crowd was rapidly increasing, laughing and pointing at her declarations of love. Sebastian was angry and hurriedly elbowed her in the chest.
She ignored the pain in her chest and seemed to have held on more tightly. Sebastian finally failed to restrain himself. He turned around and raised his hand, snapping her with a fierce sweep of his hand. The stinging slap hit Mary's vital organ and unexpectedly broke her heart arteries and veins. Mary couldn't help but vomiting blood. She was thrown to the sky by the impact of the slap, and flew out like a kite with a broken line. But Sebastian just turned coldly away with disgust at her and paid her no mind.
Mary's body slammed into someone and then she lost consciousness…
Aron felt that her chest was being shredded into a thousand pieces by a big hand. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and gazed into a pair of bottomless eyes. It seemed that there were some traces of warmth at the corners of his eyes, but in his pupils, there were endless thrilling coldness. She froze and felt the time stopped at the moment.
However, the intuition that she gained over years of going into battle made her instinctively hostile.
She subconsciously swung a fist towards the owner of the eyes.
Before she could even get closer, a strange force hit her on the chest and blown her away. It was so painful that Aron couldn't help exclaiming.
She flipped and safely landed onto the ground with one knee before she would hit the ground, and then she looked at the man coldly with her beautiful eyes.
Suddenly, the sight before her blurred and she couldn't see what the man looked like.
It was a well-known fact in London that Mary Debeur was a fool. But the look she gave him was filled with such speculation and aggressiveness that he couldn't help but shiver and get sucked into it.
Was this really a sight from a fool?
James felt intrigued by the woman in front, but before he could speak, the woman on the ground attacked like lightning again.
