男主发现女主被虐待篇3

英翻者：GiBro
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Riftan stopped right in front of the door. Then he picked up a chair leaning beside it and turned around, walking back calmly.

His face was so calm and restrained, that she couldn't understand what was going on until she saw him raise his arm with the legs of a chair up to the air.

The chair relentlessly smacked the duke’s slender body. Max opened her eyes wide. Time suddenly seemed to slow down. The chair broke into pieces, splashing pieces of wood here and there, and the Duke’s body flew through the air like a scarecrow and rolled to the floor. Groans, screams, and strange sounds of astonishment burst out of his father’s mouth.

“Hey, you… What are you doing…!”

The Duke, who was sprawled on the floor, his eyes wide with astonishment, raised his upper body and looked up at Riftan as if he could not believe what had just happened to him.

His gray hair, which had always been neatly pushed back without a single pouting, was disorganized on his forehead and blood was flowing from his mouth. He pointed at him with a distorted face like a demon.

“You, don’t you dare…How dare you…!”

The Duke, who had been hissing with a shrill sound as the one of an iron door creaking, raised his body and shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Guards…! Guards…Take this guy right now… Kuck!”

Riftan strode up and kicked him in the stomach. The Duke of Croix went blue and rolled on the floor. Blood and vomit poured out of the mouth, gulping down.

Max was completely mesmerized by the fact that the tyrant who had ruled her life could be so weak and so lethargic.

Riftan twisted the neck of the Duke of Croix who was struggling with pain, lifted him up, and banged his head relentlessly against the wall. The impact rattled the noble’s body like a broken doll. Riftan mumbled in a low voice, while crushing his head.

“Why are you so worried? There’s a high-ranking priest downstairs...”