Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 1289

Crystal’s POV:

“If I kneel down, will you let Beryl go?” I watched Noreen and asked frostily.

Noreen smiled maliciously as she answered, “Kneel down first. Once you do that, we can negotiate everything. If you please me, perhaps I will release your daughter.”

1 pressed my lips into a thin line and moved slowly. Just as I was about to get down on my knees, Rufus clasped my shoulder.

“Enough! Crystal, haven’t you realized that she doesn’t intend to let Beryl go at all? She is just toying with you.”

My fingers curled into fists and pain surged within me.

However, Noreen burst out laughing. “You deserve to be the king. Among all of you, you’re the only one who seems to be smart enough.”

“What the hell do you want?” Rufus asked in a murderous voice, unable to take it anymore.

Noreen fearlessly replied, “I’m bored. I’m just playing with you.”

My b***d was boiling with rage. I pinched my fingers and secretly cast a curse.

Noreen transformed into an ugly black pig.

“Crystal! Do you think this silly trick will make me admit defeat? Aren’t you worried that Beryl might hate you?” Noreen was so furious that her voice came out distorted.

“Mommy, why have I become a pig?”

This time, Beryl spoke up to beg me to change her back to her original appearance.

Mommy, this pig is so ugly. I don’t want to be a pig. Mommy, change me back.”

I denched my jaw and listened to Beryl sobbing. My heart ached so much that I couldn’t draw in a full breath.

In the end, I compromised and transformed Beryl back to her original self.

“I’ve warned you that you possess too many weaknesses. You don’t stand a chance against me.” Noreen’s lips curved up into a smug smile and she added, “Your physical body and your skills are certainly a little stronger, but you have the lycan power which competes with the black witch bloodline in your body. It’s difficult for me to control your body. On the other hand, Beryl is still a child and her inherited lycan power is not very strong. She is much easier to control.”

I silently listened to Noreen and was at a loss about what my next step should be.

It seemed that Noreen wouldn’t release Beryl so easily.

“I also find that Beryl has a better talent in witchcraft. She is the most talented witch I’ve ever met. If I continue to occupy her body. I will definitely emerge as the strongest black witch in the future. At that time, you will be no match for me.”

Noreen’s tone had become increasingly arrogant. She fiddled with the crystal ball and meaningfully gazed at my face, as if she was looking at. someone through me. There was a nostalgic look in her eyes.

“Most importantly, you look so similar to Olivia. I loved to torture her back, then. It gave me great pleasure to see the pain on her face, just like now. The more wretched you are, the happier I will be.”

“Noreen! I won’t let you succeed!” I shrieked, as red-hot anger surged through my veins.

Rufus walked closer to me and.blocked my line of vision. He didn’t want me to continue arguing with Noreen. With a sneer, he said, “Noreen, you don’t have the power to use witchcraft now, right?”

Rufus’ guess seemed to be accurate. The color drained from Noreen’s face for a moment. “What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean.” Rufus nonchalantly looked down at her and smiled. “I believe you used up all your strength in fighting with us just now. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have spent time verbally sparring with us.

I wanted to give you some more time, but you’re so annoying that I can’t tolerate you for one more minute.”

After saying that, Rufus snapped his fingers and the concealed guards who had taken up position in the dark rushed out.

These guards were Rufus’ most trusted soldiers, and he wouldn’t call them until the most critical moment.

“Tie Beryl up!” Rufus ordered icily.