The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 164: Judgment

In other words, if the day ever comes when I want to back out, the only way is to drag her into death with me.

Either we live together or die together, there is no third path.

The stakes are too high; she cannot afford to lose.

All it takes is a few more drops of her blood to completely eliminate the hidden dangers.

This method, though slow, is steady and safe.

Since that’s the case, why should she risk her life trying other more radical ways?

Not only could that cause her body to collapse, but it might also involve those around her.

Right now, she’s indeed feeling miserable.

But Evan is right beside her; he can use the energy within his body to gently calm her restlessness.

As long as he’s here, she doesn’t have to bear it all alone.

All she needs to do is hold on until she finds her father, and when he returns, everything will get better.

She has always firmly believed this.

That’s exactly why she grits her teeth and endures.

Wyatt saw her keeping her head down in silence, and he knew she still had unresolved issues in her heart.

He sighed softly but eventually didn’t press further.

"Then take a rest for a while; I’ll go talk to the others."

Seraphina didn’t respond, not even raising her head.

Then, she suddenly turned around and quickly walked into her room.

She sat on a bed covered with thick beast skin, her body slightly curled, hands resting on her knees.

The rain was still falling outside the window.

Her mind was a jumble, at times thinking about the poison within her, at times flashing Silas’s eyes.

She just wished she could handle Silas’s matter soon.

Then she could set off immediately to find her father.

As long as she sees him, everything will become clear, and everything will return to the right track.

Before she could sort her thoughts, there were two knocks at the door.

Seraphina’s body tensed.

She was about to stand up when she suddenly recalled Wyatt’s words from earlier.

He had already gone out and would handle matters outside for her.

So she forced herself to stay put, sitting back on the edge of the bed, not going to the door.

Meanwhile, Wyatt had already gone to open the door.

It was Ian, the Beast King himself had come.

Wyatt came over, bending down gently to pick her up.

When she lifted her eyes, she saw Ian standing straight in the center of the courtyard.

"Silas and those ten or so males of the Eagle Clan have been brought to the trial platform, now you all need to go identify them."

Ian spoke.

Wyatt frowned and looked back at Seraphina.

"You’re still in your mating period; there’s chaos and noise with many people there. How about you stay indoors? I’ll go with them and convey your testimony."

"No."

Isaac, holding a cloak made of special material, a rare waterproof beast skin, stepped forward and approached Seraphina, draping the cloak over her shoulders.

"With this on, you won’t get wet."

"Seraphina, you can go wherever you want to look."

Seraphina’s heart jolted.

She lowered her head and touched the cloak.

She had seen this cloak before.

One night, she had accidentally passed by Isaac’s room and saw him sitting under the lamp, stitching it one thread at a time.

At that time, she thought he was making a raincoat for himself.

After all, he was always silent, low-key, and never went out of his way for anyone.

Unexpectedly, it had been prepared for her.

She lowered her eyes, looking at her hands resting on her knees.

If ultimately, the contract has to be dissolved, how could she repay this dedication?

What she owed him might never be repaid.

She softly said, "Thank you."

Ian glanced to the side slightly.

Males naturally possess a healing capability far beyond ordinary people.

Especially after experiencing beast transformation awakening, the body’s recovery speed is astonishing.

Even more so with a priest possessing healing powers present.

Even just superficial healing is enough to stabilize their injuries in a short time, preventing them from collapsing.

This speed was within his expectations, not surprising.

He withdrew his gaze, not looking at those people again, turning around stepping forward.

"Let’s go."

Isaac held the weakened Seraphina more tightly.

The group silently followed behind Ian.

Soon, a blurred outline gradually became clear.

It was a rough stone platform about three feet above the ground, carved from a solid piece of black rock.

At the center of the platform stood a waist-high black stone.

This was the legendary crystal stone left behind by the ancient Beast God.

This stone can distinguish truth from lies, and any deception when touched results in a backlash at the soul level.

Silas was held firmly beside the crystal stone by two males clad in Blue Rank Armor.

Behind him stood over a dozen Eagle Clan men, all with their heads lowered in dejection.

When he saw Seraphina’s group approaching, Silas’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Beast King, look at this scene. Seraphina is already in her mating period, and these so-called ’companions’ don’t even dare to form a bond! They can’t even provide the most basic protection, yet they dare to speak of responsibility? Such males, standing by her side and claiming to be her support?"

Ian frowned.

He didn’t wish to dwell on this issue nor wanted to unveil Seraphina’s emotional scars at this moment.

"Silas, today we’re judging your crime of abducting a female without permission and disrupting clan order. As for other personal matters, they don’t fall within the scope of this trial."

Saying this, he raised his right hand and pointed to the crystal stone emitting a faint light.

"According to clan rules, place your hand on it and speak the truth facing the crystal stone."

Silas’s body froze.

He knew the power of the crystal stone; once a lie was told, not only would the body suffer excruciating pain, but the soul would also be impacted.

But eventually, he slowly raised his hand and placed it on the cold surface of the crystal stone.

He looked up at Seraphina in the crowd, his gaze complex and difficult to discern.

"Yes, I wanted to take Seraphina as my female master; that’s a fact, I admit it. But I’m not wrong! Just look at how they treat her! During the dangerous mating period, they let her endure it alone!"

"What about before? When she carried the heavy skins back and forth like a slave, who among you genuinely cared for her? Who among you stood up and said a word for her? Who...is worthy of her?"

Ian’s frown deepened.

He paused in silence for a moment, not immediately refuting; instead, he slowly closed his eyes.

He had indeed seen Seraphina alone carrying the beast skins through the camp.

Being publicly revealed like this, he looked at Wyatt and the others with more scrutiny.

He originally thought they were merely Seraphina’s followers, but now it seems that the situation is probably not that simple.

This set off alarm bells in his heart.

Wyatt immediately wanted to explain, but was held back by a gentle pull from Seraphina.

Wyatt’s heart trembled; he turned his head to look at Seraphina.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more and could only retreat a step in silence.

At this moment, Seraphina needs to step up and clarify things to truly conclude this all.

She rose from Isaac’s arms.

"Beast King, don’t listen to his nonsense. The skin bag was my decision to carry. They offered to help me several times, but I refused. As for the bonding, it’s the same; I’m still undecided, and they have never pressured me."