Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

Mila and Kaya had been terribly bored ever since Nyx got married. They were suffocating with frustration, having built up a lot of ill-will, and now they were eagerly waiting for this opportunity to vent.

As soon as they thought that there was going to be a good show, they could hardly wait.

Rohan remained seated in the main chair, his expression unreadable. There was no hint of joy, no expectation of a family reunion, nor any intention of greeting her personally. He waved his hand and dismissed the servants. "I know, po bark."

He was waiting for Nyx to come and greet him herself.

The Voss Manor wasn't large, and the distance from the main gate to the main hall was only a few dozen steps. The family had been waiting for half the day, but Nyx hadn't appeared, making them even angrier.

Rohan, unable to tolerate it anymore, slammed his hand down on the table, almost smashing the cups and vases. "If she doesn't want to come back to this family, tell her to just roll back!"

"Alright, my lord, don't be angry, Joyce gently soothed from the side, secretly laughing in her heart. "Maybe something happened... Maybe she's feeling unwell? Having trouble moving?"

Joyce thought. After all, Nyx married that crippled, violent man. She has such a submissive, unappealing personality, so getting beaten might be an everyday occurrence for her!

Joyce had already prepared herself for Nyx to return crying, ready to complain.

And all she needed to do was casually mention that the Voss family couldn't compete with the Duke's. The Duke's had the upper hand, and they had no way to demand an explanation, so they could cover it up.

In the meantime, they could use this opportunity to spread rumors about Erik's cruelty, damaging the Duke's reputation, which would earn them favor with Banon.

The more Joyce thought about it, the more pleased she became, already envisioning a future of success.

Hearing her words, Rohan couldn't help but share her thoughts. His gaze shifted slightly, and his expression relaxed a little.

He thought, 'In that case, Nyx isn't completely useless after all'

While he was contemplating this, a series of footsteps suddenly rang out outside.noveldrama

At the sound, everyone instinctively looked up, their eyes widening in astonishment.

A few strong bearers were carrying a luxurious, soft palanquin, walking slowly toward the main hall. Each of them moved steadily, in perfect unison, clearly experienced and well-trained.

They carefully set the palanquin down at the entrance.

A servant woman immediately hurried over, briskly lifting the palanquin curtain

and helping the person inside to step down

Everyone thought, 'Is that someone from the Read family?'

Rohan swallowed and exchanged a glance with Joyce.

There had never been such a display in the Voss Manor's courtyard before.

He thought. With such a grand occasion, could it be that Erik has come in person?"

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Not just the four members of the Voss family, but even the servants were tense, barely daring to breathe.

In the stillness, the person in the palanquin finally leaned out, revealing themselves under the gaze of the crowd.

When they saw that familiar face, the tension immediately eased, and the Voss family members even felt a bit angry at being made a fool of

"Nyx. Rohan snapped angrily, sneering, "You really know how to make a big show of things.

"What, do you think that because you married into the Duke's family, you're now part of the Read family and can show off

in front of us?"

Before Nyx could respond, the servant woman and a few of the bearers showed expressions of anger, glaring at Rohan. He was left feeling guilty, instinctively closing his mouth.

After a few seconds of stiff silence, he finally realized that these were just servants, nothing to be afraid of. But once the momentum faltered, it was hard to regain.

Kaya, still fearless and unrestrained, pointed at Nyx and harshly scolded, "Did you hear that? Are you deaf? Aren't you going to apologize to Father?"

Meanwhile, Mila eyed Nyx's head full of expensive jewels and her equally expensive clothes, unable to stop the rising imitation and jealousy inside her.

After all, she had married into the Duke's household, and the difference in quality of food, clothing, and other luxuries was

clear.

Such beautiful clothes and jewelry-she had never owned anything like them. And now they were adorning Nyx.

Maybe it was just her impression, but she felt that Nyx looked even healthier and more radiant than before. Her already stunning face looked even more dazzling, and the luxurious clothes and jewelry only accentuated her beauty, unable to overshadow her presence.

Not just her appearance, but even her aura had changed. Standing there elegantly, even without speaking, she no longer had. the weak aura she used to, and it made her seem strangely unfamiliar

After studying Nyx for a while, Mila couldn't suppress her jealousy and sarcastically said, “On such an important day as the homecoming, wearing so improperly, I wonder if she's cursing someone on purpose.”

Before she could finish, a cold laugh suddenly rang out.

The air instantly fell silent.

The wooden wheels creaked as Arlong pushed Erik's wheelchair, and both master

and servant emerged from behind the palanquin

When Rohan saw who it was, he sharply inhaled.

He thought, 'He's here? Erik has actually come in person.

He almost jumped up, rushing forward in a few quick steps. His angry expression disappeared as if by magic, replaced by a beaming smile. "Erik, what brings you

here?"

"Oh?" Erik said, half-smiling "Is today not the homecoming day? Did I get the date wrong?"

Rohan awkwardly laughed a few times. "You must be joking"

On the third day after the wedding, newlywed couples should indeed return to the bride's family home for the traditional

visit.

Rohan thought, 'But Erik didn't show up even on their wedding day-why is he suddenly so proper today? It couldn't be that Nyx las

om him down and gotten him to come along, could it

Most likely, Erik is unhappy that I have married off my worst daughter, and today's occasion gives him an excuse to demand an explanation from me!

Rohan wiped the sweat that had formed on his forehead. But fortunately, he had already come up with a plan to handle it.

While making small talk, he led Erik to the main seat, eager to assist him but unable to touch even a hair. Arlong stepped in and blocked him, so he could only awkwardly stand to the side, offering an awkward smile.

Given the vast difference in their statuses, he wouldn't dare act like an elder or take advantage of his father-in-law status to lord over Erik.

A few days ago, he had looked down on Erik a little due to his injury, but in the past two days, after the Read family caused him some trouble, he had realized how easily they could crush him, like stepping

on an anit.

To go toe-to-toe with the Read family, one would need to be someone like Banon, not a nobody like him.

Erik glanced at the seat that had been sat in, gave a faint hum of amusement, and turned to sit somewhere else.

Even though he sensed the faint insult, Rohan dared not express his anger. He didn't dare sit back in the prominent seat either and could only awkwardly find another place to sit

Joyce sat in the secondary seat, unsure whether she should rise and move.

The familiar spot she usually sat in today felt like it was on fire, making her restless and uneasy.

The vibe was awkward and subtle.

Both her parents looked obviously defeated, and Mila and Kaya weren't completely oblivious to the vibe either. They lowered their heads, no longer daring

to speak.

But they couldn't help their curiosity and stole glances at Erik.

As the rumors said, Erik was indeed an extraordinarily handsome and poised young man. Even sitting there, his tall and graceful figure was undeniable. He was nothing like the servants they'd seen in the household or the men they'd casually encountered during outings.

Mila and Kaya were momentarily dazed, their hearts racing, and they couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret.

They thought, 'If it were us marrying him, we would be the ones enjoying such splendor today, not Nyx. Such a handsome man, even with a slight leg injury- what does that matter? There would always be servants to care for him, so we wouldn't have to worry about it.

"Even if Erik could no longer go to war, the Duke's household has endless wealth and luxury. We could live as noble wives, never needing to serve the in-laws. Such a great marriage, how did we let Nyx have it?

What were we thinking then? But... if we could still win him over now, it wouldn't

be too late.

As daughters of the Voss family, we could easily replace Nyx and marry into the Duke's household. Or perhaps go further and persuade Erik to divorce Nyx and marry someone new.

Once Nyx becomes a divorced woman, we'll just watch and see how arrogant she still is.

Mila and Kaya, feeling somewhat impatient, eagerly tried to catch Erik's attention, winking at him from across the room and sending flirtatious glances his way. Joyce noticed her daughters' actions first, exchanged a look with her husband, and opened her mouth, but then hesitated,

unsure of what to say

Their behavior was too reckless and frivolous, it truly tarnished the image of unmarried women.

But since today was a family dinner and there were no outsiders, whatever happened here wouldn't spread outside.

Il Mila and Kaya wanted to marry into the Duke's family, they didn't need to be stopped. It was their decision after all.

It was because they were unwilling to marry that Nyx had taken their place. Nyx had taken a seat beside Erik and was concernedly inspecting his leg, worried that his injury would cause him pain on this mp. She didn't notice Mila and Kaya eying her husband.

However, Erik was very alert and quickly noticed the two intense stares. His brow furrowed coldly.

He thought. With ME sitting here. how dare they try to bully Nyx?

They keep their mouths shut, but their eyes are anything but honest. They're openly sending unfriendly looks toward Nyx, clearly not well-intentioned. Those old fools ignore it completely, failing to discipline them. Truly, a nest of hard

seeds all

around.

"If your eyes have issues, Arlong knows a bit of medicine and can take a look,"

Erik spoke coldly.

The air grew suddenly still.

Nyx, puzzled, lifted her head, not understanding the situation, unsure of who he was talking about.

Arlong looked just as confused. He thought. 'Me? When did I learn medicine?"

At most, he could dress a wound, but when it came to eye ailments, he knew nothing at all.

But he quickly realized what his master meant, zeroing in on Mila and Kaya, Stepping forward. Arlong said. "If you two ladies don't mind. I am willing to try and treat you."

He didn't know much about healing, but when it came to ways of tormenting people, he had plenty of methods.

Besides, these two women weren't really sick. Once they felt the pain, they'd naturally behave.

He didn't care about pampering them. He would just follow his master's orders.

Besides, he had no love for these two women. Beneath their beautiful exteriors were venomous hearts, and they had bullied. Nyx for many years. Avenging Nyx was his duty.

Hearing this. Mila and Kaya slowly realized Erik was talking about them. Their

faces turned as dark as thunder.

Trying to flirt only to be told they had "eye problems" made them feel both

humiliated and angry. It was a blow to their pride.

If it had been anyone else, they would have already retorted, but facing someone

they couldn't afford to offend, they kept their mouths shut, swallowing their anger, their faces turning red with embarrassment

After a few seconds, when Arlong didn't hear any refusal, he assumed they

agreed and stepped a little closer.

Mila and Kaya immediately panicked

In their extreme panic, they lost their usual sharp tongues and couldn't think of a way to reluse.

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They thought, We couldn't possibly reject him, could we? This person is Erik's

personal servant, and he follows his orders. If we reject him, it would be like slapping Erik in the face. We don't have the courage to do that.

In the critical moment, it was Joyce who bravely spoke up to save her daughters. Thank you for your concern, Erik, but they've already seen a doctor and are taking medicine. There might be a conflict between the two treatments, so we'll let

be for now," When Erik said they had eye problems, she had no choice but to accept it and

admit that her daughters did indeed have eye

issues.

Though it was unpleasant to hear, she had no other choice, or she wouldn't be able to explain why they kept blinking so much. If Erik pressed further, she couldn't just outright say they were trying to flirt with their eyes.

"I see. Erik nodded and spoke indifferently. "If the medicine isn't effective and you

want to try a different treatment, just send a message to the Duke's residence. I can send Arlong over"

Erik thought, 'If they dared to make eyes at Nyx again, they'd better not blame me

for being impolite."

Even though they were both angry and scared, Mila and Kaya had no choice but

to bow their heads and thank him. Under the table, they clenched their fists so tightly their nails almost broke.

Seeing their frustrated and resentful expressions, Erik's expression turned even colder, and he felt it still wasn't enough.

Before he appeared, he had already heard all the insults and slanders aimed at

Nyx. Every word had fueled his rage. He couldn't imagine what kind of life Nyx must have lived before.

"Just now, I vaguely heard someone criticize my wife for being too extravagant

and demanded an apology?" He didn't name names, but he raised his gaze and stared directly at Rohan, making him break into a cold sweat. "Uh, this... Rohan was extremely embarrassed and had no way to deny it.

After all, he hadn't known Erik was also present. His voice hadn't been lowered, and it was clear for anyone inside or outside the room to hear. Kaya, who had pointed her finger at Nyx and demanded an apology, had lost all her arrogance. She hung her head, too afraid to look up.

After an awkward silence, Rohan organized his words and tried to make excuses. "It's all a misunderstanding. Our Voss family is humble and poor, our courtyard is cramped, and we've never had the habit of using palanquins. When we saw one today, it was inevitable that-

"I see," Erik interrupted him before he could finish his excuse.