Just now, in a moment of carelessness, Breena Davey had almost been killed by Alex, which was simply a great shame.
Burning anger surged up in her chest. When she heard Ynes Larkin’s question at this moment, she only took it as false concern from the younger woman and immediately roared, “Do I need you to block a sword for me? You think you can get me to let you go with such a trick? Impossible.”
Ynes wept, “Master, I never thought of that. I caused Yorkshire Palace’s reputation to be damaged, and I’ve caused you to be ridiculed by your peers. I deserve to die, and I have no complaints.”
“It had better be!”
The anger on Breena’s face did not ease up in the slightest. She gave a violent wave of her hand.
The long sword that had pierced through Ynes’ thigh immediately pulled out and returned to Breena’s hands. Ynes, who couldn’t bear the pain, screamed.
Her thigh had been forcefully gouged out, and there was a hole where blood gushed from.
Forget about the pain Ynes was in. Even Alex and Hermione Yggdrasil could practically feel the pain Ynes was in just looking at her.
Breena held the long sword in her hand, her eyes chillingly cold. “Ynes Larkin, the harm you have caused Yorkshire Palace will not be appeased even if you had a hundred lives. For the sake of the master-disciple relationship between us, I will be quick about taking your head. I will send it to Sun Shrine to resolve the anger it caused them during this time. Everything has been your own fault. Once everything is resolved, I will sew up your head back on your body and find a good place to bury you, something I consider as giving you a good end.”
Ynes trembled. Of course, she was also afraid of dying.
Moreover, the thought of having her head chopped off sent a chill up her spine.
Alex furrowed his brows. “You’re still her master. Don’t you think it’s a little too cruel? I can tell you that this entire matter is a misunderstanding. Your disciple did not keep a man in the forbidden area, and I have not slept with her, nor do we have children. All are rumors. You haven’t even checked the truth, yet you’ve already made your decision?”
Breena snorted coldly. “There is no need. The news has spread, and the world will only think that the holy maiden of Yorkshire Palace is tainted. Any more explanations will only be in vain. Only death and blood will clear the reputation of Yorkshire Palace. When she dies, you will not be able to escape either.”
But Ynes was saved.
Hermione puffed out her cheeks. “Sir, they’re turning on each other. Why would you bother saving her?”
Alex waved his hand dismissively. “I have my own reasons. Go on ahead first. I’ll come to you later.”
Hermione gave a sound of agreement, then ran around Breeena and out of the house.
Ynes turned to Alex, angrily yapping, “I don’t need you to save my life! Everything is because of you!”
Alex shook his head. “Do you still not see? Your master is not blaming you for harboring a man but for disrupting the reputation of Yorkshire Palace, even though she can clearly see that you’ve been falsely accused. Don’t worry. Rest assured, you will benefit once you leave your master.”
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