Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 2471

It was an outstandingly tall and straight figure that towered over the entrance like a magnificent hill.

There was a look of shock and consternation in the woman's eyes. Almost immediately, there was a sense of joy radiating from within her heart. "Why are you here?” she asked naively.

The man had long, slightly messy hair. His delicate, chiseled face made him seem more and more irreverent. There was even a somewhat belle-like charm exuding out of the man.

"I'm here to take you away."

"I'm not leaving," said the woman decisively. "I can't leave my child, and..."

She looked at him with a pale complexion." You're the king of the enemy country, yet you came into my palace as if it's unguarded. Are you insulting our soldiers?"

The man smiled wickedly. "I'm merely insulting your king."

The woman turned her head away, no longer wanting to look at him.

The man walked in, and it was as if he had brought the sun of his country with him. He walked up to the woman and asked, "Are you reluctant to leave because of him?" The man lifted her chin recklessly.

Her eyes were slightly red, and the tears in her eyes flickered.

However, she did not answer him.

At this time, the young boy in the woman's arms raised his head. He looked at the man and asked, "Do you love my mother?"

"What kind of question is that? What am I doing here if I don't love her? Am I here for fun?"

The young boy asked again, "Then how much do you love my mother? Do you love her more than how much my father loves her?"

The man sneered. "Your father doesn't even deserve to be your father. Did you know that when he lost to me back then, he sold both you and your mother to me?"

The young boy was stunned. This fact had clearly caused him much grief.

"But didn't you lose to me as well?" The young boy sneered arrogantly.

The man glared at him speechlessly. "Brat.

Do you know why I lost?"

Perhaps it's because you're inferior.

The man scoffed. "Do you think I'd truly lose to a stinking brat like you who's still wet behind the ears?"

He suddenly took out a brocade box from inside his robe and opened it. There was a Soul Core flashing out a purple light.

A Soul Core's spiritual power level would start from red, orange, yellow, light green, dark green, blue, and lastly, purple. Purple marked the highest spiritual power.

Moreover, with his Soul Core outside his body, he could break into the palace with ease. It showed that every ray of his soul power was stronger than others.

The woman looked at him in a daze. "Now that you've forced your Soul Core out of your body, what will you use to compete with our king when the two countries go to

war?'

The man stared at the beautiful and alluring woman. Suddenly, he pulled the woman into his arms

domineeringly and said arrogantly "Using my Soul Core to give up a plot of land in exchange for a wife and a son is good enough for my lifetime."

The woman looked at him tearfully. "It's not worth it."

Nevertheless, the man said, "I have the final say on whether or not it's worth it. You're the jacaranda I planted with my heart, but due to my negligence, I let others take

advantage of me and take you away.

However, what's mine will forever be mine. I want it all back, including your son."

"Don't be foolish. My son doesn't have your blood flowing within him." 'How do you know that?' Once the man was done talking, he threw the Soul Core into the air. Suddenly, a purple light shot out and enveloped the man and the young boy.

The man took the boy's hand, and in an instant, the man's blood was continuously injected into the boy's body. His own blood was spat out little by little from his mouth.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

The boy's appearance had undergone earth-shattering changes. He looked more like the man at this moment.

"What?!" the woman exclaimed in horror.

The man had used a soul-changing technique, nourishing the boy's appearance with his soul and removing all of her son's attributes that he had inherited from his original father.