The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 53

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Chapter 53 Proof of Courage

“This piece of land in front of you is proof of your courage,” Rosalie said.

“Go on.”

She turned Brock around, left Declan to monitor him, and walked away.

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The sun was blazing. It beat down hard, making Brock sweat nonstop. Salty sweat slid into his eyes, stinging so badly his vision blurred.

He squatted down, trying to rest for just a moment. The next second, a shadow fell over him. Declan stood there, tall and imposing. His sharp features carried a quiet pressure.

“Don’t slack off. Keep going.”

Brock shuddered in fear. He didn’t even know what kind of beast Declan was, but every time he saw him, his whole body trembled.

He worked the entire day. His arms ached. His legs throbbed. His once pale, handsome face was burned red by the sun.

At dinner, Brock finally sat at the table. Rosalie put a forkful of green into his bowl. “You worked hard today,” she said.

“Look how dark you’ve gotten. Eat more greens. They’re good for you.”

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Brock chewed the green with a bland taste. His hands were so weak he could barely hold his fork.

After dinner, he lay down on the cold floor. He had never felt life so miserable.

Rosalie worked Brock hard for several days in a row. The once lively young beastman grew visibly thinner. It only seemed to confirm her harsh and overbearing reputation.

The moon hung high in the sky. Late at night, Brock quietly pushed open the kitchen door and walked deep into the forest.

Someone was waiting by the river. Brock stumbled forward and threw himself into her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Under the moonlight, the face looked somewhat like Rosalie’s. It was Reva.

“Matriarch, you have no idea how cruel Rosalie is,” Brock cried.

“She

put me to work for all day long. I never eat enough, never sleep well. I have to get up

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before dawn to work.

“I’m exhausted. I’m going to die from it!”

He looked up at Reva with tear-filled eyes, but his face was no longer attractive.

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Dark circles hung heavily under his eyes, his cheeks sunken. There was nothing left of the handsome look he had before.

Suppressing her disgust, Reva patted his back and soothed him. “Keep watching her,” she said softly. “You must find Rosalie’s weakness.”

Brock had worked all day. He was soaked in sweat and smelling sour. When he reached out to hug Reva, a wave of stench rushed forward.

Reva’s throat tightened. She almost threw up. She quickly pushed him away, turned her head, and held her breath.

“Alright. I’ll leave now,” she said. “In a few days, I’ll come back for you.”

When Brock heard he had to stay a few more days, it felt like the sky had collapsed. He stood there crying, his body shaking.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder.

“Matriarch!” Brock exclaimed excitedly. “You’re taking me with you?”

He turned around eagerly. The moment he saw the face, all color drained from him.

Rosalie raised an eyebrow, her tone mocking. “It’s me, not Reva. Are you disappointed?”

Brock couldn’t believe his eyes. He slapped her hand away and ran. After just a few steps, he crashed into a hard chest.

Leon stood tall before him, closing in step by step. Brock’s legs trembled. He turned and ran the other way, but once he reached the shadows, someone grabbed him by the neck and flung him back out.

Elijah emerged from the darkness. Ignoring Brock’s struggle, he locked a strong hand around his throat and dragged him in front of Rosalie.

Rosalie’s expression darkened. A bone knife flew from her hand and slapped against Brock’s face. His whole body shook.

“Do you and Reva really think everyone in my household is stupid?”

The cold blade slid lightly across Brock’s cheek, then down to his throat.

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