Chapter 128: Blood And Weapons (Part Five)

Without warning, King Ambrose was already lifted into the air. A loud cackle left King Marcellus' mouth, enjoying the struggle of his miserable victim.

"How was it, my friend?" he asked the struggling King Ambrose. His eyebrows raised in pure mockery as he tried to calm himself from what he's doing.

"Let go of my daughter!" King Ambrose instead said selflessly as his feet kicked in the air. His nostrils flared every moment he gasped for a huge amount of air to fill his exhausting lungs. One of his hand was holding the whip around his neck, trying to escape from it or at least loosen it for a bit. His other hand that was holding the sword didn't stop swooshing in the air as he attempted to cut of the whip.

Hearing his selfless words, King Marcellus' face quickly turned expressionless. His eyes blinked for a couple of times. A line appeared between his brows as though he was between in an utter surprise and confusion. Slowly, the co