Gale went through the forest towards Holy Achate alone. Unlike other kings who needed protection all the time, Gale was the strongest and would stay at the top of the food chain for the next hundreds of years.
However, even the strongest wasn’t immune to heartache. His heart kept aching badly, even after he left his kingdom. His mind constantly wandered around his mate, Swan, who endured so much pain after she fell and fractured her leg.
The pain must’ve been excruciating for a human, especially since Swan said she was left alone after that. Gale could almost see Swan, who must’ve endured many painful nights, probably crying until she fell asleep just so she could numb the pain.
His beloved mate was a very soft person. Gale had never seen anyone with a heart so tender before, and he felt that his body was about to explode, knowing that his Swan had been hurt for so long.
’Why are you so kind, Swan? Why can’t you be more selfish? I don’t mind being a mindless beast that is feared by all humans if that means I can avenge your pain,’ Gale bit his lower lip.
He had never experienced a heartache so frustrating before. It made him want to pull his hair and roar as hard as he could due to powerlessness. ’I don’t mind killing everyone if that’s what you want. But why are you so kind?’
Gale truly couldn’t understand. He grew up in a beastmen culture where the strongest took all and had the right to kill anyone he wanted without repercussion.
Swan owned him now, so if she wanted him to turn a kingdom upside down, he would do that in a heartbeat.
’You have the heart of an angel, but why aren’t you one? Why do you have two devils as your parents?’
Gale gritted his teeth as he dashed faster through the forest until he reached the territory of Holy Achate.
He passed through the meadow where he massacred the king and more than half of his soldiers in one fell swoop. He felt a little bad at first because he thought Swan must’ve been grieving for his dead father, even though he hated that cunning, cowardly king so much.
But now, he was glad he killed King Tyrion. That bastard deserved to die for neglecting his Swan.
He leaped and landed in the palace ground in the late afternoon, and let his overpowering aura run wild, ensuring everyone in the palace knew about his presence. Each of them started to fall on their knees as they found it difficult to breathe.
He could’ve killed them all by holding his aura for a while, but he didn’t come here to kill anyone. He came here to punish these bastards for neglecting Swan.
Suppressing his aura, he waited for a commander to come and kneel in front of him. It seemed that he was the only one who could recover quickly after being deprived of oxygen for more than ten seconds.
The commander recognized Gale instantly, as this monster was the one who killed almost everyone in the meadow during the war. He fully understood the difference in strength between him and the Beast King before him, so he quickly submitted to the higher power and asked, "G-Glory for the Beast King, may I know what brings you to the Holy Achate Palace today, Your Majesty?"
"Tell Anastasia and Aria to come and see me at the North Sea port right now. I want them to see how powerless they are compared to me—compared to my Swan," Gale spat out before he leaped again and headed to the port.
It was an easy feat for someone as strong as that man. freewebnσvel.cѳm
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