The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 On a Sunny Day

The man was out of breath and shaking. “Ms. Bennet, something happened!”

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Rosalie put away her bone knife. She could tell he was a messenger from the tribe. “Take a breath. Tell me exactly what’s going on.”

She handed him a water bottle. The beastman took a big gulp, took a few breaths, and his eyes tightened, like he was remembering something terrifying.

“The beastmen who were building the houses were attacked.”

The moment he closed his eyes, he saw his friends covered in blood again. His whole body trembled.

Rosalie’s expression changed instantly. She said sharply, “Where are they? Take me there!”

The wounded beastmen had been placed in an empty building. Even from a distance, the heavy scent of blood hung in the air.

Rosalie reached the door and pushed it open gently-then froze completely at the sight inside.

The young beastman who had blushed at her just a few days ago now lay on the ground, motionless and already cold.

Rosalie turned pale. Micah grabbed her arm to steady her and asked softly, “Matriarch, are you okay?”

Rosalie shook her head and walked quickly to the beastmen lying on the floor.

She checked their pulses one by one. In the end, only one of them—the small beastman who looked dead-still had the faintest heartbeat.

She quickly pulled out her needles and used them to keep his heart going, then shoved a pill into his mouth. Only then did she manage to keep him alive.

As for the others, they had lost too much blood. There was nothing she could do.

Rosalie stayed silent as people carried the bodies out.

Just yesterday, those beastmen were smiling and telling her how refreshing her lemonade was. Today, their faces were covered with animal skins as they were carried away.

Her eyes turned red, and her chest ached. Who hated her so much that they would kill innocent beastmen like this?

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In an instant, her grief turned into rage. She gritted her teeth and spat out one name. “Harris.”

She knew it couldn’t be

anyone else.

While the beastman on the bed was still unconscious, Rosalie got some clean water and had Micah wash the blood off him. That’s when she saw it, a claw mark running all the way down his back.

The wound was deep and jagged. It was clearly made by a huge predator’s claws.

Seeing this made her 100% sure it was Harris.

Harris’s beast form was a tiger, a full-grown tiger that had been around for decades. He was definitely strong enough to leave a scar like that.

Rosalie sat by the bed, watching the beastman. Suddenly, the door opened. She turned her head.

A female beastman walked to the bed. Her eyes filled with tears the second she saw how weak he looked.

She grabbed the young beastman’s hand, looked up at Rosalie, and said with a shaking voice, “Ms. Bennet, please give justice for my son.”

That was when Rosalie learned his name: Jareth Solmere.

Her eyes hardened, and her voice was firm. “I’ll find the person who did this and make him pay.”

The mother looked down, quietly wiping away her tears.

Rosalie suddenly felt the room grow darker. It was supposed to be the brightest time of day, but she felt cold all over.

Just because of Harris’s petty grudge, so many families were destroyed.

A young guy who hadn’t even found his matriarch yet almost died on a beautiful, sunny afternoon.

Rosalie felt more than just sadness; she felt a burning resolve.

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