Great Demon King

Chapter 624 - If you can’t stand me, then you may leave!



GDK 624: If you can’t stand me, then you may leave!

Candide’s spirits were slowly lifted after Han Shuo gave him a round of consolation. Emma, the former chancellor, had a brief conversation with him before returning to take care of various chores.

Han Shuo gestured at Graeae the banshee from a distance. She immediately understood and left with Candide. Graeae and Pegasus were the trump card experts that Han Shuo had slotted into the Dark Mantle. With the duo working for the Dark Mantle, missions that had previously been impossible were now a walk in the park. This allowed the Dark Mantle to better serve the Lancelot Empire.

The aristocrats and influential figures of the empire started leaving following Lawrence’s departure. But before they left, they had gone to Han Shuo to convey their sincere gratitudes one after another. They had even ambiguously expressed that they would stand on Han Shuo’s side no matter the circumstances.

Although Han Shuo was very clear as to what was actually on their minds, he only went with the flow, feigned civility, and exchanged pleasantries with them until they all left.

Amyes had left the plaza along with Firenze. But before leaving, he gazed at Han Shuo from a distance. Han Shuo could discern the excitement and gratitude showing in his eyes. It was not until Han Shuo smilingly nodded at Amyes that he actually left.

Han Shuo understood that after the near-catastrophe event on this day, there was surely not be a single soul on the whole of Lancelot Empire who would stand against him or his allies. For each day he was in the Lancelot Empire, not just the aristocrats of the Empire, but even King Lawrence would have to act by his wishes.

After the crowd slowly vanished, Han Shuo returned to that warehouse at the school of necromancy where he had stayed for some time. Accompanying him were the three goddesses of Lancelot Empire. They had calm expressions as they listened to Han Shuo telling stories of the days he lived there. Sometimes they would frown, and occasionally they would laugh.

“Hehe, my wildly ambitious nature was fostered long ago. Power, wealth, and women were the goals I sought after. And today, I have all of it. I still find all those interesting incidents and thoughts I had back then to be very interesting. It all feels as though it was just yesterday.” The warehouse hadn’t changed much since he last set foot in it. That narrow wooden bed was still there. There were still worthless materials from necromancy experiments piled up all around. It was messy and in disarray.

The three goddesses that all men of Lancelot Empire yearned for even in their dreams were standing shoulder to shoulder behind Han Shuo, gazing at the wide open wooden door of the warehouse as they listened to Han Shuo describing the memories he had in this place. Their minds were tranquil and they each had relaxed looks on their faces.

Phoebe and Fanny had become very close and without hostility since a long time ago. The three ladies had frequently met up to reminisce about the interactions they had with Han Shuo to lessen their intense longing for Han Shuo during his years of absence. Over time, the three had built up a close relationship.

Phoebe did not refute Fanny’s criticism but sized Lisa up with her brows furrowed. Perhaps it was because Han Shuo was being so gentle to Lisa, since no matter what, Lisa was just displeasing to her eyes. She continued with a cold voice, “As you can see, Bryan already has the three of us. Regardless of what is actually on your mind, you should know when it is time to retreat. Whichever angle I try to look, you just don’t fit in next to Bryan.”

Lisa’s eyes were instantly filled with tears when Phoebe told her so. “I, I love him!” she cried out as she stubbornly looked at Han Shuo.

“Love? Do you know what love is?” Phoebe sneered. The more she thought of Han Shuo repeatedly getting into love affairs, the more her heart was filled with hatred. She furiously groaned, “Any kind of relationship mixed with benefits is not love!”

She did not acknowledge Fanny’s words from earlier. She still believed that Lisa had seduced Han Shuo for his position and power.

“I love him, completely and unconditionally!” Lisa tearfully shrieked. After finishing those words, she looked at Han Shuo helplessly, as though he was her everything.

“I don’t believe you!” Phoebe coldy scoffed.

“I believe you!” Unexpectedly, Emily, who had kept silent all along, and Fanny suddenly voiced at the same time.

“You, you two… “ Phoebe was stunned for a moment before she turned to squint at Fanny and Emily angrily. She had no idea why the two would prop up an outsider.

“Enough!” Han Shuo coldly groaned. He then looked at Phoebe in a rather displeased manner and said, “Enough of talking about this. From now on Lisa will be your younger sister. As elder sisters, you should look after her and show her consideration. Don’t make things so unpleasant for her.”

“I will not admit her as my sister!” Phoebe said coldly. The more Han Shuo sheltered Lisa, the angrier Phoebe got.

Compared to Emily and Fanny, Phoebe was much more possessive. She had been repressing her grievance for Han Shuo’s unfaithfulness for too long. And now, she finally detonated.

Han Shuo had limited patience. Seeing Phoebe continue to be so menacing even as Lisa was crying her eyes out, Han Shuo was incensed from the heart. He fumed, “I don’t care if you admit or not, if you can’t stand me, then you may leave me. You don’t get to veto over my decisions!”

“What, what did you say?” Phoebe who had been icily arrogant all along, suddenly pointed at Han Shuo in disbelief and said in a trembling voice.

“If you can’t stand me, then you may leave!” Han Shuo repeated coldly out of anger. He then pulled Lisa away as she cried uncontrollably and left without giving Phoebe another look.

Phoebe cried out bitterly as soon as Han Shuo left, “Ah!!! How could he be so heartless, how could he say that!”


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