With that, Edward pounced at Larry, but Larry’s men stopped him in a second.“Teach him a good lesson, bros. Knock the snots out of his skull! Now I’ll go and enjoy my bath with the beauty. Probably you guys can join me later!” said Larry with a lascivious smile while walking straight toward the shabby house.“You shameless scoundrel!” shouted Edward.Circled by the bastards, nevertheless, Edward could do nothing about Larry. His heart jerked. He knew he had to beat them up fast if he wanted to save his sister.The celestial lantern high up in the sky, however, was as cool as a cucumber, not giving a damn about Edward’s predicament. It shed its silvery light gently through the thin glass window, touching Yvonne’s fair, silky skin.The water in the tub was slightly warmer than the moonlight, but it was the temperature that she always liked. It was neither too cold nor too warm. It was the right temperature that would keep her wide awake to this sleepy and drowsy world, and that would

Aghast, Yvonne found herself utterly immobilized, her face instantly drained of colour.‘It hasn’t been an hour since my Charm Technique put on the bastard.’ she reeled in disbelief. ‘How on earth could it have fizzled out so soon?’She was eager to know why, but there was no time for her to ponder over that. At the time, she had to put on a brave face and confront Larry with a fierce demeanour.“I’m your master, Larry, how dare you defy me?” she bluffed as she glared hard at him. “You are nothing but my slave. What have you done to me? Stand on your knees now, or I’ll skin you alive!”“That’s funny!” Larry let out a derisive snort. “You’ve fallen victim to my attack just now. You can’t even move a muscle. How dare you say I’m your slave? Come on, face it! You’re my slave now!”With that, he suddenly burst into a fit of raucous laughter, his mouth stretching so wide that it caused his swollen face to throb in pain. The agony was so terrible that it reminded Larry of this evil girl be

Suddenly, Edward caught the telltale grumble of Yvonne's stomach."You're hungry, aren't you, Yvonne?" Edward said with a smile, "Settling scores with those enemies can wait, but your hunger can’t. Let me cook something for you now.”"Sure, I am. I'm actually famished!” Yvonne replied. “You know, the bath and all that ruckus really took it out of me!""What are you in the mood for?" Edward asked, his tone light."I'd kill for some noodles with meatballs," she said, her voice tinged with nostalgia."Noodles are a piece of cake," Edward replied with a wry grin, "But meatballs, well..."Edward hesitated, the reality of their situation setting like a stone in his gut.Ever since their parents passed away, Yvonne had been enduring hardship right alongside him. He recalled the last time Yvonne had indulged in meatballs—two long years before.At that moment, he made a silent vow that he would one day offer her a better life—a life where she could dine like royalty and rest in opulence. But f

Two days later, Edward and Yvonne arrived at the big mansion of Mr. Charles Gold, the master of the Gold family, where the Awakening Ritual would be held soon. "I'm coming. I’ll claim what's rightfully mine, and won't stop until I've taken it all back," Edward vowed.His face was a scarlet mask of fury, and his eyes brimming with a deep well of resentment."Brother, you were downright terrifying just now," his sister whispered, her voice quivering."If you'd borne the scorn and mockery I've faced, you'd be just as riled up," he shot back. "I'll make those bullies grovel at my feet for mercy.""I'm by your side, brother, through thick and thin," she pledged."We stand together, dear sis" he replied, regaining his composure and offering Yvonne a smile. "You're right. Even in vengeance, we should find joy."As they strode into the Mansion, a crowd had amassed in the grand courtyard."Patriarch, behold! That wretched Edward and his sister approach," a voice cried out."It's him. He slew

"Cyclone Kick!" Joseph bellowed, his form a blur as he spun through the air like a tempest.Any mortal ungifted by the awakening would be helpless against such a strike, and even a fledgling level-one awakener would be hard-pressed to evade it."Impossible! Joseph has mastered the Cyclone Kick, a move that demands at least level-five prowess," someone gasped, their voice tinged with disbelief."That kick packs a wallop of at least 1000 kg. A connection would be lethal or leave a man crippled for life," another voice chimed in, etched with concern."Edward, that nobody, would be either kicked to his death or end up a lifelong invalid," a sneer was hurled."Kick him to death, kick him to death," Larry grinned with malevolent glee. "What a fine nephew! Show that despicable rubbish a lesson for me."Larry touched his swollen face, his anger simmering. But they knew not, Edward was no longer the Edward they had known.Bathed in the Infinite Primitive Energy, Edward's physical might and swif