One Week Until The Wedding
Ryan looked at the crying Emily and sighed. 'I guess it's time to give it up.'
Deactivating his pleasure aura, he reached for the hood of his cloak but was stopped by one of Velmuuth's women.
"Halt!" the guard shouted, pointing their spear at Ryan.
'On second thought, the guards could use some training too,' Ryan mused.
Even though the training tower was a perfect training environment, it couldn't simulate a real fear of death since one would always be teleported out before that could happen.
Ryan started laughing, making the guard tense up.
The guard didn't know their attacker was a man, so they assumed Ryan was a woman under the mask.
The guard suddenly realized that if their attacker could kidnap Emily, the attacker could most definitely deal with them.
But to Ryan's surprise, the guard didn't retreat like he thought she would. Instead, she stood her ground and shouted, "Free the young miss, or you'll be headed to an early grave."