Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 675
Return of the Crowned Heiress
âWhat do we do?
Do we follow him?
Mauriceâs figure disappeared into the distance in just a few strides, his tall, solitary silhouette cutting through the smokeâfilled air. No one could predict what awaited him at the end of his path.
The Glovers familyâs men hesitated, torn between staying put and pursuing him.
After some time, one of Mauriceâs trusted aides finally gritted his teeth and spoke up, than him walking into his own death!â
âMr. Glows told us to leave, and we canât disobey him, ut in his current state, itâll be no different
You guys over there, come with me! Weâll follow him, but I
but keep it
it quiet. Donât let him notice us
The four men nodded and quickly took off after Maurice,
But Maurice was just too fast. In the blink of an eye, his figure had vanished completely from sight.
The sensation of being controlled was strange. Maurice retained a sliver of clarity and rationality, but it was hanging by a thread.
still, even his iron resolve wouldnât last long. It was only a matter of time before he fell completely under the venomous creatureâs influence.
Oddy, Maurice wasnât afraid. The first thought that crossed his mind was, âIs this what Felicia endured every time it happened to her?â
The helplessness of watching his own body act as a puppet, his will fighting a losing battle against the control, his limbs disobeying him, and the terror of losing control while being forced to do things he didnât want to â Was that what she had gone through?
He felt oddy relieved
At least this time, be stelded her from this
A faint smile crept onto Mauriceâs lips, and a low chuckde rumbled in his chest. But it was shortâlived, quickly swallowed by the pain and tension within him.
This kind of selfâsacrifice, this reddess, mothâtoâaâflame devotion, felt so foolish. He wondered if Felicia would be touched when she found out about it, or would she just give him her usual cold detached look and ask, âWhy are you medding in my business?â
Maurice guessed in would probably be the latter.
That thought had barely crossed his mind when a sharp, stabbing pain shot through his head like an axe splitting his skull. The searing agony hit his temples, which throbbed violently as though they were about to burst
In the midst of the excruciating pain, the fragile shred of clarity Maurice
The sound of the bronze bell grew louder in his ears, accompanied by a hoarse, commanding voice, âCome here. Harry up, Felicia! Donât even think about defying my orders to me
Mauriceâs eyelashes fluttered as his gaze fell slightly, but his steps quickened, driven by the force controlling him.
Meanwhile, inside the SUV that was slowing down at the base of the mountain, the robed figure held the bronze bell in one hand while murmuring chants under his breath
Johanna, sitting to the side, perked up her eats to catch what he was saying. As the words became clear, her eyes flickered with unease.
She had been observing for a while.
Whenever the robed figure shook the bronze bell, the venomous creature side would awaken. Once awake, the creature would execute any command given, directly controlling the person infected with the Heart Eater. In this case, it was Felicia
From what Johanna knew, the robed figure and Pete had a common goal to capture Felicia and use the venomous creature to control her, Moreover, they had planted a command in her to assassinate Stephan
Johanna lowered her head, her fingers slowly clenching intelists.
How would that suitice for her vengeance?