Chapter 274. The Perfect Enemy Attractor

Witnessing the demonic Velvet dissipating before him, Alban swiftly raised his battle axe, assuming a defensive position while surveying his surroundings.

"Brat, I will definitely kick your ass once we are done with your wife. Didn't anyone tell you that in serious situations, you shouldn't speak too much? Now, why are you staring at my face? Quickly get into defence because of your provocation now your wife is so angry that she vows to make us weep tears of blood."

Myne blinked innocently, "But I only spoke the truth; she was indeed walking so slowly. Is there anything to be angry about? And yes, someone has told me this thing many times... Huh? Someone did that? But who?..." The memory slipped away like smoke, leaving a phantom echo in its wake.

"Watch out!"

Myne, who had once again fallen into deep thought, suddenly remembered another mysterious fragment of memory and was about to rub his forehead to concentrate when Alban's warning echoed in his ear.