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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91

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Mr. Centipede had only tried to scare her a little at the end to make it more believable, but for taking initiative like a good employee, all he got was another brutal beating!

What a miserable life… At least the rhino had let him suck out happiness. Now the only thing he got to eat was abuse.

Isidora kept watching the shadow moving ahead of them, expecting it to slip into some hole in the ground at any second.

Still, they were moving deeper and deeper into the tangled, dangerous territory of the blue forest, and nothing had happened.

She could barely see anything. Her wolf vision wasn’t very good, and she was still a little confused about what was real.

“Aah!” She suddenly tripped over a root and almost fell flat on her face, but a rough, steady hand caught her by the arm.

“Careful, my lady. Stay close.” With that same commanding tone as always, Blaze took her hand and closed his around it.

With his other hand, he kept dragging the massive hind leg of that rhino. The smell was sharp, still dangerous enough to scare off other predators.

Or at least that was what Isidora believed as she squeezed Blaze’s hand with a sigh, having no idea that the greatest predator of all was standing right beside her… and it definitely wasn’t that dead pig.

Soon, they reached the slope of a small mountain, and Isidora recognized the cave from her dream.

“It’s here!” She pulled away from Blaze in excitement and ran inside.

Blaze didn’t stop her. He had already stretched out his senses, and he didn’t feel any danger.

He dropped the rhino leg in the clearing outside the cave, thinking he would have to butcher it soon or the blood would attract small, irritating problems.

As he passed the bug, he gave him a vicious look.

“Try to scare her again like you did before, and consider yourself dead. I’m still deciding what to do with you, so don’t move from here, or you know I’ll search under every stone until I find you.” He threatened him straight through his teeth before stepping into the small cave.

The centipede curled into a pathetic, trembling ball. Well, at least he was better off than his last teammate.

And it seemed he had done the right thing by showing the female that cave, the one pulled from the memories of those wolf merchants he and the rhino had ambushed and murdered.

Inside the dark cave, Isidora realized she couldn’t see an inch in front of her face.

She heard Blaze behind her and turned around, too excited to hold back as she grabbed his arm.

“I need you to help me, my love…” The words “my love” slipped out so naturally that they both froze on the spot.

The awkwardness hit at once, at least for Isidora, while Blaze hid his melancholy expression in the dark.

“I mean… sorry, I… I think I’m still half confused…”

“Are you looking for something, my lady? I have good eyesight.” Blaze cut off her uncomfortable stammering. He knew exactly why she had gotten confused. He wanted to crawl back into that illusion himself and never come out.

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Isidora examined the documents inside. They weren’t dirty or eaten away, but she didn’t understand what they were. They looked like trade agreements and a list of ingredients.

Some of them had been crossed out again and again, as if someone had been experimenting… an experimental recipe. But at the end of the recipe, there was the name of a plant and a red note that said: “This is the final secret ingredient!”

Isidora frowned. She definitely wasn’t throwing this away, and she needed to find out what it meant.

Especially because she still had a revenge to carry out, and these things belonged to Lucio’s family.

She set the papers aside, sensing that the chest was deeper than it looked. Beneath the documents, a wooden panel appeared.

Isidora touched it and felt the hollow space underneath.

“There must be something else under here.” She tried to find some kind of mechanism, a latch, anything.

“Let me help.” From one moment to the next, Blaze’s powerful shadow covered her, and before she could answer, his fist slammed into the false bottom.

Of course, the wood shattered immediately.

Isidora twisted her mouth. Blaze being Blaze. But when he cleared away the splinters so she wouldn’t hurt herself, the Estingia’s green eyes went wide.

They both stared at what had really been hidden inside that small chest.

“Oh, Goddess… that’s a lot of gold

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