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Chapter 130: Out of character

"The fuck you saying, bitch?"

Those words thundered within Yvonne as she stared at Reylin with disbelief in her eyes.

Her charm was never a problem, and she knew how to use it. Even that king wouldn't find fault in her sudden confession, believing that she was doing all of this to ensure their domination in this event.

Yvonne knew about Reylin's feelings for her. She believed that she would rekindle that infatuation by appearing in person and make him forget about Aria!

Alas, she had underestimated Reylin's growth!

She didn't come to leverage on Reylin, however.

In her continent, Yvonne had secured the crown. It wasn't official yet, but all royalties were aware of the red-haired queen. Then, Yvonne focused more on her abilities, which brought her before the wall.

Her strength was still outstanding, and she never found any challenge except herself.

The cure to her problem, and the one who could break that wall, was The King, Julian. His race possessed the means to create dimensions, which was an even more astonishing feat than mere teleportation and portals.

She wanted to use that man and hone her abilities.

However, the way she found out about him was through an already prepared event. She didn't have enough time, and that was the problem.

But Reylin's skills left Yvonne doubting.

She found herself between two choices.

Either use the king and follow his plan and go against him by Reylin's side.

Yvonne chose the latter, which was the biggest mistake!

Reylin stared at the red-haired woman, "I haven't seen Aria anywhere... Well, it's not like I have run for too long, but you two must've met."

He scrutinized Yvonne's reaction and inferred that he was on the spot.

"She died after facing me," Yvonne replied, and her eyes rose as if she wanted to get praise from Reylin.

Alas, what she had received was nothing but a dubious expression.

Reylin was also quite intelligent and astute.

His lips curved up into a smirk, and he said, "Awesome... You are as shrewd as ever, Yvonne... Now that you got rid of Lioness, you've come here to charm me and pave a clear victory for your king. Oh my... You can be cute, you know?"

Yvonne's heart trembled as she realized what Reylin plotted.

He knew that she had appeared here due to the king's power. If she could quickly appear here, she also could leave as easily... It meant that Reylin had no chance of killing Yvonne and that aiming his hand at her would probably enrage the king.

Reylin didn't plan to die yet.

He would limit Yvonne's options!

"But using too much charm is no good... If I were a brute, I would've already pinned you down and... do little nasty things. Wouldn't that hurt your beloved? I am sure you two haven't sealed the deal... It's pointless to wait, you know? That just feels amazing, particularly if you do it with beauties," Reylin smirked.

Those words frightened Yvonne the most.

If before King Julian was around her finger, now, Reylin's words gave him more ideas. She could see a future where that man wouldn't let her go without any guard or even himself! That would hurt her plans so much, to say nothing of her insecure soul.

Yvonne trembled while indignation contorted her face.

"You will pay for treating me this way," Yvonne glared, then turned around.

Reylin glanced at her disappearing back.

She wasn't in a cheerful and confident mood, so he inferred that something big must've happened between her and Aria. If she was here and Aria nowhere around, then probably the third party had intervened.

Reylin believed in his lioness.

He sighed, "This event... and the world is too much for you. Perhaps, you should develop some trust in others? Frankly, you aren't a woman of just a few words, so that's a big shocker to me."

Yvonne glanced behind.

That was when she saw Reylin looking at her with a gentle smile, "You try to eat more than you can while I... All I want is flames." He coated his finger with flames, then slid across his lips as if kissing his element.

Reylin then added, "Those are words because your presence has taught more than a few things. After this, depending on what you've done, we will be either enemies or nobodies. The road is long, so I expect to see you more, Bitch Yvonne."

He turned around with a faint smile.

Yvonne had taught him a lot, actually. Were it not for her, Reylin wouldn't have started his relationship with residents to whom he had taken a considerable liking. It was a vast liking akin to love, but a slight push was still needed for residents.

And as his interest grew, he fell in love with the player, who was a good woman.

He learned to not judge people by their appearances... and much other stuff.

It was a rollercoaster of emotions, but that was precisely the reason why Reylin left a speech that was quite out of character.

A gentle and thankful speech had left many shocked as the whole event was streamed.

Reylin strutted forward, wearing a pretty absent-minded face.

His eyes then rose to face Hans, whose black flames howled quite loudly.

"Fireworks..." In his hand, Reylin's staff appeared.

His weapon promptly rocketed up and settled in the sky, "I like fireworks. They are loud, but I can never bring myself to hate them."

Fireballs continuously rained down. They left dazzling scarlet trails in the sky, slowly overtaking the heavens while the black plague prevailed below.

"Bombs... Loud but relieving. Sometimes, they did more damage, but I don't give a fuck, actually," Reylin lifted his hands, then widened his eyes.

[You have used The Red Sky.]

BANG! BANG! BANG!

That legendary skill showcased Reylin's love for bombs the best. Three pillars rose within the black carpet, searing three holes. Their explosion was out of Reylin's control, and frankly, he didn't care.

That was a fantasy world, and the situation urged much more explosions!

His lifted hands then lit up in a calm fire.

Reylin gently smiled and inhaled deeply, as if he tried to force flames into his nostrils! His eyes then widely opened, and he whispered, "Showtime."