The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 359 - 283: The Truth

What I thought in my heart was, wasn’t Luna’s memory cut off by the secret technique?

How did he know that I wanted to kill Luna?

Which scoundrel was gossiping behind my back, passing it on to him?

It seems the warning wasn’t enough.

Soren Phoenix’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, his ten fingers unconsciously tightened.

He glimpsed Luna Sutton’s knuckles turning white, suddenly chuckling lightly: "Did the lightning strike your brain, cousin? After you drunkenly forced Luna, upon waking you found she already had six Beast Husbands and even two litters of cubs, then you felt she was beneath you, so angrily wanted to kill her to silence her."

"Utter nonsense, am I that despicable?"

Mael Valerius was enraged when he heard this, he didn’t believe it for a second.

Though he sometimes acted crazily, he would never do such a thing as possessing someone’s body and then wanting to kill them afterward.

Even if he couldn’t accept it, he would just leave afterward, rather than conduct such disgraceful murder.

To make him resort to killing, especially a female.

The other person must have done something truly outrageous, crossing his bottom line.

Mael Valerius’ dark golden eyes narrowed, like electricity shooting towards Soren Phoenix: "Tell the truth."

Soren Phoenix awkwardly rubbed his nose, thinking to himself: Cousin is quite sharp, why is he so smart?

He was racking his brain on how to spin the story.

Luna Sutton suddenly walked out, expressionless, looking at Mael Valerius coldly: "Since you want to know the truth."

Everyone looked at her.

"Luna."

"Luna."

...

Corbin Crowley, Kian Sterling, Rhys Blackwood, Zeke Veridian—all knew what she wanted to say, each successively spoke to remind her.

She looked at the several men, shook her head slightly, and then directly gazed into Mael Valerius’ eyes: "We did indeed become mates, there’s no need to dwell on what happened in between, after all, you’ve forgotten, it’s over now. Please remove the mate’s mark, from now on we will have nothing to do with each other."

Mael Valerius’ chest mark suddenly heated up, burning him uncomfortably.

He instinctively pressed his chest: "Why should you decide?"

"Because you just said ’such Lower Domain female’."

Zeke Veridian sneered, "So, the Dragon Clan Young Master isn’t ashamed now? Since you feel she’s beneath you, please remove it immediately, lest our Luna sullies your noble self."

The mate’s mark can be removed if agreed upon by both parties.

If it’s removed unilaterally it comes with a price, such as losing rank.

Mael Valerius was momentarily choked off.

He did indeed say those words just now, but at this moment, looking at Luna Sutton’s calm eyes, his heart twinged painfully.

This feeling came inexplicably.

"I can remove it."

He suddenly curved his lips, "First tell me, why is there no memory of you in my mind?"

Malachi Arcanus sneered: "Because someone went crazy wanting to kill Luna and we fought him into amnesia."

"You?"

Mael Valerius showed disdain, admitting these Beastmen were quite capable, but to say they could make him lose his memory was far from easy.

Truly, facing a life crisis, he had ten thousand ways to escape.

Not to mention, the Dragon Clan secret techniques included many life-saving measures.

How could he be beaten into amnesia by them?

Corbin Crowley glared at Malachi Arcanus in displeasure, "If you can’t speak properly, shut up."

Malachi Arcanus was baffled by the glare, completely unaware of what he said wrong.

Corbin Crowley’s gaze turned to Mael Valerius, coldly: "If you’ve forgotten then don’t meddle again, removing the mate’s mark is good for everyone."

Mael Valerius suddenly laughed, a dangerous glint in his dark golden eyes: "It’s not this Young Master who wants to cling, just wants to clarify."

He looked at Luna Sutton’s indifferent pale face, frankly saying: "Although I can’t remember, I can sense that our relationship is not as simple as they say."

His gaze was almost tangible, sweeping over Luna Sutton’s tense face: "Even if I don’t remember, my body does——"

He suddenly pressed his chest, the Dragon Scale pattern faintly visible beneath his skin, "Every time I get near you, the inverse scales burn, the feeling you give me is very complex, containing love, hate, and resentment. Something deep and profound must have happened between us, so unforgettable, otherwise my body wouldn’t react this way."

Luna Sutton’s fingers clenched hard, yet she persisted in maintaining eye contact, the once smiling eyes now containing only frost: "Young Master worries too much, it was just a fleeting romance."

Mael Valerius frowned, inexplicably, upon hearing the words "fleeting romance," his heart felt like pierced by countless sharp blades then ruthlessly stirred, causing pain making breathing difficult.

"I won’t remove it so easily, not until I remember our past, if it’s truly as you say, I’ll naturally remove it."

He coldly swept over the crowd, Dragon Scale patterns appearing on the side of his neck: "Let it end here for today."

He suddenly transformed into a hundred-meter Torch Dragon, soaring upward, dragon’s roar shaking the heavens, his dragon claws tore open a passage in the sky.

It was the spatial tunnel to Aetheria.

"Once this Young Master discovers the truth, I will return to resolve this matter then."

Mael Valerius’ voice echoed from above, obviously directed at Luna Sutton.

He gave her one last deep look, a flick of his Dragon Tail, disappearing in the twisted spatial rift.

Until the spatial rift gradually healed and completely disappeared.

Luna Sutton’s tense body finally relaxed as if drained of all strength.

Rhys Blackwood immediately drew her into his arms, looking at her pale face, his heart ached with worry.

He frowned and looked around: "Disperse."

The surrounding Beastmen scattered, the mining site returned to its busy state.

...

Three days later, in Aetheria, the Dragon Clan’s settlement.

Mael Valerius’s colossal dragon form swooped down, landing atop the highest peaks of the Dragon Clan.

As he transformed into human form upon landing, he looked up to see his father, Horace Valerius, standing not far away, with a slight pause and indifference, he called out, "Father."

Horace Valerius was extremely surprised to see his son return unexpectedly, but soon concealed his surprise, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stepped forward and said coolly, "What, finally willing to come back? Not wrapped up in love with that Lower Domain female for a hundred years?"

Mael Valerius was somewhat uncomfortable with these mocking words, his eyes darkened slightly.

His father’s reaction was too odd, clearly implying an understanding of the situation, coupled with an obvious humiliation.

How could he not realize that Soren Phoenix had deceived him?

The words spoken in Aerock of the Lower Domain were completely nonsense.

All that talk of deliberately coupling with a Lower Domain female to annoy the old man.

His father obviously knew all along; otherwise, he wouldn’t have said such things.

"Father knows Luna Sutton?"

He purposely asked back, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of his sleeve.

Horace Valerius was instantly stunned, what the hell was going on with this damn thing today?

Actually asking such inexplicable questions.

He sneered and shook his sleeves, the scent of ambergris mixed with anger rushing forward: "You nearly overturned the entire Dragon Clan for her, once became a Frenzied Beast, and even killed Great Shaman Hecate to avenge her, now you’re pretending to be clueless?"

Mael Valerius was stunned again, "I once became a Frenzied Beast and killed Great Shaman Hecate?"

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

Was he possessed? Or did his brain get waterlogged?

How could he senselessly become a Frenzied Beast? And kill the Sorceress?

The Sorceress is the Great Witch of the Dragon Clan, almost as highly ranked as the Clan Leader. How could he, without reason, kill her?

His father’s serious and mocking gaze indicated it was true.

But why didn’t he have any memory of such a significant event?

He could feel that his memory was missing, and it was an incredibly important piece.

He didn’t continue speaking with Horace Valerius, nor did he acknowledge his mockery, instead turning around and leaving, directly returning to his dwelling.

Horace Valerius watched his son’s distant figure, suddenly pausing.

He could sense Mira’s abnormality upon returning.

When mentioning Luna Sutton, Mira’s eyes were actually unfamiliar, entirely devoid of the previous madness and the intense love.

That demeanor seemed completely unaware of everything that had happened in the past.

It seemed like amnesia, yet entirely unlike amnesia.

It’s as though he’d forgotten everything related to Luna Sutton.

This isn’t right...

"Come!"

Horace Valerius suddenly shouted loudly.

Two Dragon Clan Hidden Guards immediately appeared from the shadows, respectfully kneeling on one knee: "Clan Leader."

Horace Valerius looked at them with an imposing gaze, lowering his voice: "Go to The Wolf Tribe of the Lower Domain and find out what happened to Mira there, I want to know every detail."

"Yes."

The two Dragon Clan Hidden Guards respectfully agreed, then quickly disappeared.

...

Mael Valerius returned to his stone hall, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the Dragon Scale mark on his chest.

Moonlight came through the window, stretching his shadow long.

"Come."

He suddenly spoke.

A Dragon Clan Female Slave, trembling, entered the stone hall and knelt down: "Young Master, what are your orders?"

"Tell me everything you know about Luna Sutton."

Mael Valerius looked at the female slave, his voice as cold as ice.

The female slave was frightened and shivering; in truth, she didn’t know Luna Sutton well, hadn’t even met her, but she had heard many rumors.

She dared not hide anything, "Slave, Slave only knows that Young Master wandered into the Lower Domain during childhood, was saved by a female from the Wolf Clan named Luna Sutton. After returning, he was insistent on marrying her, defying the Clan Leader multiple times for her, and even rejected the marriage pact between the Dragon and Phoenix Clans, crushing the marriage contract."

"And why did I kill the Sorceress? How did that happen?"

Mael Valerius frowned at the female slave, furrowed his brow, and pursued the question.

The female slave pressed her forehead against the cold stone slab, her voice trembling: "Slave... Slave only knows that the Sorceress put a Lost Face Curse on your beloved, you were furious..."

"Bang!"

Mael Valerius slammed the Mystic Crystal Stone table, his dark golden eyes swirling with a terrifying storm.

Lost Face Curse.

That’s a vicious curse that can utterly ruin one’s looks.

"Continue."

The female slave was nearly collapsing from fear: "To avenge your beloved, you, in a fury, killed the Sorceress..."

She suddenly began madly kowtowing, "Young Master, spare me! I truly don’t know anything further, please spare me."

Mael Valerius looked at her with such demeanor, furrowed his brows, and did not continue to pressure further.

He waved his hand, ultimately letting her leave.