Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 2411

Debra and Shentel exchanged glances. Both of them were extremely shocked.

‘Alaric’s...dead?’

“You…”

Debra regained herself after a few seconds and looked straight at Amastan. “You killed him?”

Her face was filled with disbelief when she said that. Alaric would be an exceptionally wise leader in the Raksasa Tribe because of his high capability and integrity. There was still a chance to settle the grudge between Raksasa Tribe and the nine cities in the Mainland, with him present.

More importantly, Shentel and her had been guiding him whole-heartedly all this time and they had all their hopes in him.

He was an excellent individual and yet, he had been murdered.

Shentel bit her lips hard as she stared at Amastan, wishing that it did not happen and he was lying to them.

If Alaric really had died, their presence there would not only be pointless, they were in grave danger, too.

“Haha…”

Amastan sneered, clearly very pleased. “Tsk tsk, look at your worried faces! Let me guess, you have been trying to confuse Alaric because you wanted to be with him to become a woman of high authority in the Raksasa Tribe. Now that he’s dead, your ambitions are crushed, am I right? Hahaha!”

He laughed maniacally before stopping abruptly, his tone cold as ice. “All women from the Mainland are sly and traitorous. Why should I let you do as you please?”

Whoosh!

Debra’s body quivered with rage because of his words.

As Alaric’s mentor and friend, she had an innocent relationship with him but Amastan was twisting it.

Shentel’s face was filled with fury.

“Your lives are within my hands. Tell me, how would you like to die?” asked Amastan coldly. His arrogant expression remained as he sat down casually.

The women were only weaklings in his eyes and they posed no threat to him.

She had the same thought as Debra, they had to strike first. Otherwise, both of them would be doomed.

“You are overdoing yourselves!” Amastan laughed sinisterly. He stood up with a domineering expression.

“Do you think that you can kill me? Two women?”

A hint of cold menace flashed in his eyes as a tyrannical aura burst out of him. He dodged Debra’s sword and appeared in front of Shentel as swift as a sudden clap of thunder.

Thump!

His palm met Shentel’s in a flash. Shentel grunted softly and retracted a little.

Although she was a famous gifted female scholar in Westrington, her cultivation level was not high enough and her powers were far more lacking when compared to Amastan.

She could sense a powerful force exerting over her and she no longer had any strength.