"Gah!"

Mr. Yule widened his eyes when he noticed some black lusters that looked like metals sticking out on his two men's backs.

Even Grimlord and his men stopped on their feet and glanced behind them.

"Claws?!" Mr. Yule muttered in a question. 

From those claws, blood started to drip a second later. He had no idea how the hell the young lass was able to free herself of constriction, but before she retreated those claws, "Stupid! Take the young man!" He roared after a second of getting stunned. He pointed his hand once again towards the young man.

Three people in black clothes appeared out of thin air, surrounding Yeman from all sides. Their eyes were peeking under the veil of black hoods they were wearing on their head.

The metallic luster of their weapon gleamed at the illumination of light on the ceiling. In a split second, each of them was pointing the tip of the blade in their hands to the young man's head.

"Hehehe! Now stop right there, honey!" Said Mr. Yule as his mouth broke into a laugh.

Many of her victims fall into this tactic. They thought that they were unguarded, but in reality, this room was surrounded by his men. There was no way for them to escape this room without his permission! Hehehe! Mr. Yule laughed at top of his lungs.

Gah~~~! Bang!

However, his euphoria came to a sudden stop when he heard a loud cry that was followed by a hard crash.

He glanced back to the front and saw the young lady having her ample leg in a kick position. She kicked one of the men who came to take her. Then she followed, kicking the other one.

Those two people were the ones she stabbed after closing to her.

"They are claws, and not just a weapon, but her claws?!" Mr. Yule exclaimed upon seeing her having her nails grew longer into black claws.

"Mr. Yule, could it be….. she had a bloodline?" Said the salesman, Mr. Jackson, beside him.

Mr. Yule fell silent, most bloodline holders were from the great noble families. But it didn't mean that there were no other people aside from great families who would own a bloodline.

There were many cases where a commoner or even lower noble sighted using bloodline power.

They must be a fruit of secret affairs from great family members and commoners or nobles of lower status.

And those offspring would soon grow without knowing their real father or mother. Until they marry another person and their offsprings inherit the bloodline power.

So seeing a commoner having bloodline power wasn't unusual; however, it was a rare occasion nowadays to find one using it as they mostly hid their power, because they were hunted like animals by many organizations, each with different reasons.

Some would become a subject of dissection, while some would be hired as bodyguards which were better than the former. But the cruelest was having their bloodline power taken by force or killed them without apparent reason.

So most of the bloodline holders who were born as commoners would rather hide their powers than having themselves endangered.

A broader grin appeared in the mouth of Mr. Yule as he exclaimed: "Perfect! Perfect! I am blessed! Hehehe! This is truly a good day!" Like someone who hit the jackpot, he beamed in joy.

He once again drowned in his euphoria upon thinking that he found jade in his domain. He was laughing so hard that the gum in his mouth was showing together with his gold teeth.

Such a precious jade! He won't let her go no matter what.

"Oho ho ho!" The salesman Mr. Jackson also laughed together with Mr. Yule. "This is such a great day for us, Mr. Yule! If we manage to tame that girl, there is a high possibility that we rise to power, not only as a mere lowly clan nor a noble family, but a great noble family!" The salesman, Mr. Jackson, said in haste as he summarized the possibility of their clan's future. Both of them were showing a toothy grin on their faces.

Mr. Yule then ordered his men to secure the young man and the others went to restrain the young lady.

However, both of their laughs froze when a head flew and made a dull sound then bounced several times, causing bloodstain on the tiled floor of the room.

In the next second, silence permitted inside the room as they gazed in wide eyes at the head bodiless head.

Without minding the stillness, the young lady that was supposed to stop after they held the young man as a hostage had continued to attack the other men, even though she was still in a blindfold.

Anger rose from within, "This bitch! Hey, stop right there; Otherwise, we won't show mercy on that young man!" Warned the salesman, Mr. Jackson, as he yelled to Night, who was hurrying to attack the other one.

The other men thought that she would stop, but weirdly enough, their threats took no effect as they noticed that she had no intention of doing so, so they tried to step back to prepare themselves for a counter.

But they soon widened their eyes warily when the lady disappeared, in the next second, claws drawing scratched marks from above towards one of the men who was recently pointing his weapon in front of Yeman.

Out of reflex, he tried to block it using the blade in his hand. After a sudden high-pitched metallic sound, the blade was shattered in pieces and her claws continued to make long scratch vertical wounds on the person.

Ugh!

A moan of pain subconsciously escaped from her victim's mouth. Blood then poured out from his wounds like overflowing water of irrigation, painting the tiled floor with scarlet fluid.

After a little pause, "Shit!" The other one cursed down his throat. He then tried to drag the young man who was still tied and blindfolded.

"!!"

But for some inexplicable reason, he could not budge him? "Dammit!" The puzzled man decided to ditch him and leap away from the young man.

"!!"

When he decided to leap, it was already too late. The young lady was already behind him. "Too fast!" Just right after saying it, his throat was pierced with black claws, causing him to blackout immediately. Blood was gushing out from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

Then the man fell limped on the cold tiled floor after his life was forcibly snatched from him.

His widened unmoved eyes were facing Mr. Yule and Mr. Jackson's direction.

It seemed like cold water was being poured to their backs as they watched his gruesome face. The two cleared their throats subconsciously, after watching the brutality in front of them.

"Fuck!" Seeing his comrade being killed brutally, the last person who pointed the weapon to Yeman screamed while pushing his blade to the young man's throat.

Since that lass pierced his comrade in the throat, then he would do the same at this young lad!

"This idiot! Stop!" Mr. Yule tried to stop him when he figured out his men's plan. But the man was already blinded by hatred at the very moment. He continued to stab the young man directly in his mouth.

Cling!

A dull sound of sudden impact reached the person's ears. "!" Then an exclamation point appeared on top of his head when he noticed he could not further push the pointed blade into the young man's mouth. "It was stopped?!" An utterance of disbelief escaped from his mouth.

Just as the person said, the tip of the blade was being bitten by Yeman.

And then, just a little above his ass, everyone saw a streak of reddish light that looked like a laser coming from the last man's back who recently pointed a weapon to the young man.

"G… Gah!"

Then again, it was followed by a moan of pain. Then blood sprayed from where the light was first seen. The man then slowly fell on his knee until its face crashed on the floor together with a dull sound.

"What is that…"

Another silence permitted the room when all of the surrounding men were easily dealt with.

And all of these happened only for a couple of seconds.

"Moron! Let's go!" The goon's leader, Grimlord, cried out after witnessing the gruesome fate of Mr. Yule's men. They could not linger longer with such a monster inside. After all, the reward was already in his hands.

However, after they opened the door, the space in the entrance suddenly distorted. After that, they found themselves surrounded by burly figures with reddish eyes. They were all staring at them like they were staring at their prey.

"What the hell…" the last word Grimlord uttered before a strong impact hit him at the back of his head. He fell to the ground without knowing what happened.

The other men of him suffered the same fate.

In truth, Yeman was secretly sending a notice to his men that some visitors needed a warm welcome.

"....."