Chapter 2246

Before Carl made a move, they had only thought him an ordinary man. Once he revealed even the tip of the iceberg, they knew they had provoked a ruthless existence.
Yet Carl did not even glance at them. His gaze remained fixed on Amelia lying peacefully not far away, so gentle it seemed to melt, but when he turned back to the black-robed figures, it was cold enough to freeze ten thousand miles.
"Hurting her," Carl said softly. His voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable killing intent. "Requires a price—one that does not even deserve the chance to beg."