Perverted Otherworlder Chapter 121

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The wrecked living room was filled with dust once again . The debris from the broken wall was piling up on the floor as the hole revealed the inside of another room . One could see that there was a skinny figure slowly slumping down from a wall inside the unfamiliar room as cracked was seen behind it .

*cough

With dust covering Graff's outfit he coughed as blood spurted out from his mouth staining the floor . As his breathing was rapid, he struggled to get up on his own . Little by little, he finally propped himself up but the pain on his chest made him twitched . While gritting his teeth he ripped his upper torso as his eyes opened wide with horror .

"You're kidding . . " The old man was in disbelief as he saw his own chest . The right side of his ribs dented as one could make a trace of a foot landing there .

Graff couldn't help but gulped, he knew his own body more than anyone else in this world . A kick should never make damage like that, especially from a mere Soul Realm cultivator . However, what dreaded him the most was that he could feel the right side of his ribs would break by just a tap from a finger .

As the dust slowly cleared up, he looked at the figure responsible for his horrendous state . The guest that he revered as sir was standing tall with his hands dug in his own pocket . Despite the distance of their realms, Graff felt that he was the lower leveled one .

*tap *tap

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Lyon slowly approached the head butler as if he was strolling in the park . Upon closer look, one could see a faint greenish aura that had a divine bearing exuding from his figure . Not even the dust dared to touch his majestic aura as he stood in front of the critical injured old man .
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Graff lookup at his assailer with calm eyes . Despite his ridiculous injuries, there was no sense of grudge building inside him . With his struggle breathing, he said, "S-Sir Lyon, you are definitely the star of our younger generation, no I dare to say that you currently are the best, the strongest, not even the first prince of Luderia could hold a candle against you!"

Lyon seemed unperturbed with Graff's praising as he said, "I know . "

Graff unintentionally splurted more blood as he heard what he said . He was wondering if that was shameless or confident of him .

Clemora and Biane couldn't help but chuckle behind Lyon . Though they didn't have much experience with him, they knew that he would answer like that .

"It's a shame, you would have escaped from here if not for being noisy beside me," Lyon proceed to pick up the zither that laid on the ground unscathed . Graff could only watch as he did so, the target he was supposed to retrieve was casually picked up by a young man .

"So, I'm guessing you are working for the first prince?" asked Lyon while checking up the zither he just picked up .

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Graff smiled as he said, "There is nothing to hide anymore, I'm already at my death door . "

"What did he offer you that makes you betray us?" Lyon was not the one asking the question, instead, it was Biane . She was the type that put camaraderie first and a traitor was her bane .

"Ah, Lady Biane, you always put others before you, your naivety would kill you someday," Graff chuckled before his coughs keep up .

"Enough, just answer my older sister's question," said Clemora as she confronted the ex-head butler .

While closing his eyes he said, "It was, a chance . "

The two ladies were confused as he heard what he just said . Graff laughed while seeing their expression .

"What do you mean by a chance? A chance for what?" Biane was eager to know his answer .

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Graff's eyes slowly turned shallow as he said softly, "To destroy your father . "

His words struck a flash of lightning to Clemora and Biane . They initially thought that the offer would be something more materialistic like money or a high position in Luderia but the reality was something else .

"Quite a word you use there," said Lyon as he put the zither into his spatial ring . Unbeknownst to the people around him, his greenish aura was getting thinner by time .

"I expect nothing less from Sir Lyon," said Graff as he smiled . He could turn his sadness into a happy one in just a snap of a finger . That was a professional butler for you .

Clemora caught on what Lyon was saying after a quick contemplation . Usually, in that kind of situation, one would not use the word 'destroy' but the word 'kill' instead .

"Why?" asked Biane as he looked at the pitiful old man .

"Revenge," Clemora immediately answered for him .

Graff helplessly smiled, "That is correct Lady Clemora, revenge . I'm sorry to say that mine was so big I wouldn't mind killing you both in the process to achieve it . " Graff shook his head as he continued in a soft voice, "It's been too long overdue . "

"What happened?" asked Biane .

Graff looked at them with pitful eyes, "The world is vast, beautiful yet brutal . You see before I was the head butler here, I'm a grandfather with one granddaughter as a family . "

He was interrupted with his own cough as blood inside his body was getting less and less . His skin was getting paler with sweat was forming upon his forehead .

At the same time, Lyon's greenish aura was completely gone as he felt his body slowly numb .

"She was such a sweet child, but one dreadful day when she was playing with a ball in the streets . . . " Graff paused as his nightmare flashed before continuing, "She was run over by a noble riding a horse . The noble said that it was her fault for standing in the way and she gets what she deserved . "

"I wailed on the street, seeking for justice that never came . The warmth of my granddaughter gradually fades as I held her in my arms . That was the turning point where I would become this house butler seeking a chance to thoroughly destroy him . "

Baine was about to sympathize where Lyon suddenly said, "That's too bad, you can't destroy someone that was already 'destroyed' . "

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