Hero? Are You Worthy?-Chapter 388 - 252 Are You Teaching Me How to Do Things? (4)

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Chapter 388: Chapter 252 Are You Teaching Me How to Do Things? (4)

Banar was thoroughly impressed by Qin Chu.

Despite already having so many beautiful girls by his side, Mr. Brave dared to make a move on a demon woman. Was he accustomed to exotic delicacies and wanted a change of taste?

But indeed, the demon woman was truly beautiful.

Banar instantly relaxed, knowing what the outcome would be without even thinking.

Since Mr. Brave was aware of Miss Helois and Miss Iyeta’s identities and still brought them by his side, what else could it be but acceptance?

Could there really be anyone brave enough, under these circumstances, to insist on executing Helois and Iyeta?

However... there might actually be one... Banar’s gaze briefly flicked to Onions, jumping around amid the crowd like a ludicrous baboon, his gaze filled with pity.

It must be said that even Banar, a mere commoner, had a much stronger sense of awareness than Onions, who had grown up pampered and received a high-level education.

Banar’s eyes narrowed into slits, "Since Mr. Brave has taken a liking to them, I trust there will be no problem. Besides, Misses Helois and Iyeta are so beautiful... no, I mean, even if they are demons, under Mr. Brave’s guidance they will surely find the correct path."

"Mr. Brave, rest assured, even though my brothers have always been fighting against demons, they also continuously remember your kindness. We will definitely stand by your side."

"How about I just lead my brothers right now and overthrow those arrogant Holy Men in one go?"

Banar’s flattery made Qin Chu feel somewhat embarrassed; he patted Banar’s shoulder with his right hand, "Brother, never mind, I can handle things here by myself."

The next second, Qin Chu headed towards the crowd.

A pressuring aura spread around him like the wind.

It seemed that something was felt, and the densely packed crowd automatically parted in the middle.

The cramped crowd emitted the sound of armor friction.

Qin Chu, accompanied by Violet and Norma who had just arrived from afar, walked down the parted path and entered right into the middle.

Onions, who had just endured a whipping kick, was furious, yelling for Inas to punish Angelica, the disobedient maid.

Inas hesitated.

She knew how severe the consequences of hitting Angelica would be, but she couldn’t defy Onions’ orders.

Onions’ face twisted in anger, unable to bear being hit by a maid like Angelica and hearing the surrounding cheers, "You wretch, a lowly maid dares to assault the great Holy Son, I swear, you’re as good as dead..."

"Which mad dog is barking?"

Onions didn’t even think, "It’s me..."

Puff...

The surroundings burst into laughter again.

Good gracious, these days even mad dogs are eager to confess.

Only then did Onions realize, and his face instantly turned red, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at Qin Chu walking through the crowd.

Qin Chu’s expression was very calm, even smiling, "A mad dog? Those two words suit you pretty well."

The surrounding clergy of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, each with a face full of shame, felt that the Holy Son’s behavior was utterly disgraceful and couldn’t bear to show their faces.

Step by step, Qin Chu approached Onions, his eyes sharp as a hawk, staring intently at Onions, his voice growing more and more sinister.

"Was it you who said my Angelica is as good as dead?"

"My Angelica’," this title made Angelica’s face turn slightly red.

Simple words, each one like a heavy punch to Onions’ chest, each word exponentially increasing the pressure.

His complexion grew paler.

He didn’t want to appear weak in front of Qin Chu and tried to maintain his dignity.

Yet when he opened his mouth, he couldn’t manage to retort at all.

His mouth moved continuously but couldn’t produce a sound; those hawkish, snake-like eyes only caused Onions to shudder, his body covered in goosebumps.

He suddenly realized that this hero’s aura seemed much stronger than before.

Qin Chu raised his hand, his palm lightly tapping on Onions’ shoulder, each tap making Onions’s body tremble, "Onions, remember, Angelica is my maid."

"If you dare harm a single hair on her, I promise... you, your entire family..."

"Not one will survive."

The voice was very soft, audible only to Onions.

But that cold voice only made Onions break out in goosebumps, his scalp nearly exploding.

The voice, filled with unrestrainable, intense intent to kill, even conjured images of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, skeletons everywhere.

His throat moved incessantly, his legs constantly floundering...

Qin Chu found Onions’s state somewhat strange, it shouldn’t be.

Qin Chu had gradually realized that the influence of the Evil God acted faster with greater emotional fluctuation.

The Evil God’s threads had been fermenting in Onions’ body for such a long time following the bloody stimulations of war, along with Violet’s humiliation...

Now with his direct humiliation, such an unbearable affair for the proud Onions.

All it took was for this fellow to mutate like Karsas did, and he would have sufficient justification to kill him.

But why was Onions about to collapse from fear without showing even a hint of reaction?

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