Curse the Mainframe! 272 Belated Regrets

Unlike Connor and Bill, who had been scared silly by the young master, Joe had a different reaction. He'd been carefully observing the situation since he was so gently 'woken up' by the young master.

It was too late for them to plead innocence since they'd already committed the act, and there was no way that the young master was going to let them go just like that.

By now, Joe was more than familiar with the young master's thought process.

Compared to both Bill and Connor, Joe had been with the young master the longest, and he knew exactly how the young man ticked. He also had the best idea of what was going on in the young man's head even if he pretended not to.

Those that offended the young master never lived good lives, and Joe was all too aware of the fact.

Since he didn't want to die yet, then what he had to do was create a situation in order for all of them to live. Or at least, to let himself live.

Magic started billowing out from the young master, the blatant killing intent obvious from his usage of magic.

Bill and Connor's faces paled even more in shock.

On the other hand, Joe immediately made a move and pinned down the young master with his hands above his head.

Honestly. If it wasn't for him, those two idiots would have just died right there and then.

What did they think they were doing when they were stronger than the young master? How could they be so foolish?

The young master kept them around for a reason, but the nitwits were just passively accepting their punishment like that?

Travis' face reflected shock, then it morphed into a look of pure malice and rage. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked darkly.

Joe sneered at the young man but didn't deign to reply. Not when he was already so close to his goal.

Joe, with experienced moves, dodged the retaliation from the young master of the Ross Clan and shouted at the other two men.

He put more strength into his arms and locked down Travis' movements. However, he wouldn't be able to do it for long.

"Do you want to die?! Hold him down!"

Bill and Connor broke out of their shock, hurrying to Joe's side.

Connor's brows furrowed. "Joe, are you sure?"

Joe sneered at the Connor, who felt his rage flare up at the look. "What do you think?"

"I'll kill you!" Travis snarled; murder bright in his eyes.

At those words, even Bill and Connor, who'd been hesitant, abruptly made up their minds, their faces hardening.

"So sorry, young master. But we want to live."

A faint trace of fear crept into Travis' heart, but he didn't show it.

Instead, his lips curled back in a sign of disdain for his henchmen. "If you kill me, you'll never be able to rest well. My clan will track you down until the ends of Incantix, killing everyone even faintly related to you."

This wasn't an idle threat. Those that offended the Ross Clan never had good lives, and it could be seen that it was an active deterrent in those who wanted to harm someone from the clan.

It was also the reason why so many of the young men and women from the clan were able to travel unhindered.

Even if Travis felt a little scared, he was more ashamed of the fact that he'd been scared than anything else.

He felt as if his status as a young master from the Ross Clan had been sullied by these three buffoons.

His own henchmen, no less.

They were the ones that were under his rule, so how could he be scared of them? It was an insult to his dignity and his pride.

Yet, despite his threat, the three men laughed in his face.

Travis snarled, kicking out harder, only to be subdued with even more strength.

In the middle of his defiance, Travis didn't realize that the coarse blanket that had barely been covering his modesty had slipped off, revealing his love-bitten body to the three men's sights.

Of course, even if he had been unaware, the sudden stop of laughter from the three men clued him in sooner rather than later.

There was an outburst of anger and embarrassment when he realized that the three men were so lewdly staring at every inch of his exposed body.

Suddenly, the bad feeling he had earlier was so much more pronounced in this moment.

Could it be that they didn't want to kill him, but instead wanted to…?

The beginnings of panic started creeping into his previously unaffected expression.

Fear stronger than ever crept up on his mind. His heart thundered and he tried in vain to cover himself, only for him to be held down even stronger.

Joe trailed a cool finger up the young master's pale stomach, drawing a shiver out from the body trapped underneath them.

"Unhand me! Do you realize what you're doing? Fine. I guarantee your survival, so unhand me!"

Travis didn't realize, but the faintest traces of wavering in his voice were caught by all three men in the room.

They zeroed in on his faint fear like a pack of hyenas, smiles slowly spreading across their faces.

Joe laughed. "Young master do you know… your skin. It's so pale that it's incomparable to the young maidens you've tasted. If I didn't know better, I'd say that you were the young maiden instead."

Travis flushed bright red at the humiliation that he received, but there was also a faint trace of something unimaginable within the feeling of humiliation that made him bite the inside of his cheeks.

Bill caressed the skin of Travis' arm. It wasn't even an erotic place to be touched, but it drew a violent shiver out from the young master like he'd been electrocuted.

With the way the young master was reacting to them, you would have thought that he was a pure, untouched virgin, but the sight of the numerous love-bites and white marks across his body said otherwise.

They'd clearly enjoyed a hot night together, but the young master was still pretending like it was his first time.

Travis' blood was thundering in his veins. Was this how his targets felt when he laid his hands on them? When he discarded them like they were worth less than junk to the three men that were currently holding him down?

Suddenly, an all too real regret flooded into his veins.

But he couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that he was going to be…!

Joe walked across the room and came back all too soon, and Travis felt as if he was being devoured by the eyes that licked their way across his body.

Despite himself, his pale skin started to flush, and Travis felt waves upon waves of humiliation crash upon his psyche.

Connor took the white packet from Joe and forced about half of it into the young master's mouth.

Travis coughed, some of it going down the wrong pipe, but more than that, the fear suddenly magnified.

He knew what the powder did, and how it was all too potent.

He'd seen the results from up close, which had provided him many a pleasurable night, but now it was being used on him!

Joe pulled out a purple crystal from his pocket and kissed it, smirking at the young master.

Travis paled.

He knew all too well what that was.

It was a memory crystal, which could be used to record hours at a time.

Activating it and placing it in a room would allow the record of the entire room, and upon visiting the memory later, the view could be seen from all angles.

With the powder and the crystal, his life was all but over if that crystal was ever leaked into society.

Suddenly, a surge of power crashed over him, and he started to struggle harder as the adrenaline kicked in.

Connor clicked his tongue and forced even more of the powder into his mouth.

Terrifyingly, Travis felt his sudden strength fade away from him, leaving his limbs feeling weak, and his mind hazy.

No, no…!

Th effects of the powder were kicking in, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Still, Travis was not resigned, and he thrashed weakly. But how could he fight them off when he couldn't fend himself from them when he was at full power?

The surge of negative emotions he felt now made him regret ever having stepped onto this path in the first place.

Alas, it was too late…

The three men descended upon Travis like a pack of hungry hyenas…

Chapter end

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