The Scarred Queen's Rise (Athena) novel Chapter 636

Chapter 636

Michael’s fighting style was undoubtedly a path to death.

Loretta narrowed her eyes slightly and shouted coldly, “You want to die? grant your

She hurled the meteor hammer in her hand toward Michael. With a loud clang, he narrowly dodged it, and the heavy weapon smashed hard is the bronze incense bumer inside the hall

Seeing this, the surrounding bandits rushed forward to besiego Michael.

But he didn’t stop moving. His body spun low to the ground, and the muddy soles of his boots carried a vicious gust of wind as he kicked amely into the side of a knife–wielding banda’s knee.

A crisp snap echoed

The bandit collapsed with a scream, failing to his knees. Michael snatched up the dropped blade in one fluid motion.

Now wielding the stolen guillotine saber, Michael’s momentum shifted dramatically.

Two baridits charging in front met bloody ends. One had his chest to open to the base, screaming as he was flung back. The other had his a arm severed at the elbow. The dismembered arm and axe hit the floor as blood spurted wildy

The pungent smell of blood quickly Elled the hall

Michael, like a provoked wild beast, only attacked, never defended. Wounding others by a thousand at the cost of eight hundred to himsel

He dealt devastating blows at the cost of grievous wounds.

Blood dripped from the hem of his clothes, turning him into a man bathed in crimson

With such a reckless, death–defying style, no one dared to confront him head–on.

Even Marquita didn’t come out unscathed. A long gash had been carved into her arm, blood dripping steadily.

She glared murderously. “You really do want to die!”

Leaping high into the air, she swung her meteor hammer straight down at Michael’s head.

But he was already exhausted. He had no strength left to dodge the deadly strike.

Suddenly, he dropped his weapon, accepting death.

“Stop!” A soft but firm voice echoed, and the meteor hammer hahed mid swing, switly recoiling

Marquita burned reluctantly toward the source, her expression changing as she respectfully bowed. “Your Highness.”

That voice sounded familiar.

Michael’s eyes flew open. Sure enough, Nicolas had appeared before him.

And behind him stood Joseph and Matthew

But what stunned him the most was the elegantly dressed figure following them, Willow

She was looking at him, full of worry

“What… what is going on here?” Michael was dazed. He thought the Monson family and Willow had been exiled.

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He started to wonder if Ature fort was established by Nicolas.

Countless questions surged in his mind. He stared blankly at the man walking

ng toward him, utterly lost.

Nicolas stepped forward and give a courteous bow. “Michael, long time to

He was still as gentle as before, as if the Monson family’s tragedy had never touched him.

But Michael knew. Everything had changed.

Everyone here treated him with reverence. They called him “Your Highness”

“You’re not curious why we’re here?” Nicolas finally broke the silence when Michael didn’t respond

Michael laughed bitterly. “What difference does it make? You and I are no longer on the same path. Now that I’ve fallen into your hands, I admit defeat.”

He tossed his weapon aside, eyes full of despair. “Do whatever you want. Kill me if you must.”

Seeing him like this didn’t surprise Nicolas. But Willow’s eyes welled with bears.

She whispered, “Michael, do you not care about me anymore?

Michael glanced at her indifferently. “We are no longer husband and wife. What’s the point of dwelling on the past?”

His gaze was full of mockery. He should have seen it sooner.

Nicolas had always loved Willow. How laughable that he once believed it was merely sibling affection.

No man risked his life for someone who was merely a stepsister

“Michael, stay here, please. Let’s live like we used to. Wouldn’t that be good? Willow, though she had once hated him for being cold, had over time begun to remember all the wannth he had shown her. It hurt to recall.

She stepped forward with pleading eyes. “Stay in the stronghold. Let’s live as before. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“You two?” Michael sneered, eyes darting between her and Nicolas. “And what would I be? Your husband or your brother?”

That one sentence left Willow beet red and speechless. Lowering her head in embarrassment, she mumured, “It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to lose you or Nicolas, if the three of us could be together like before, wouldn’t that be perfect!”

Her words made Michael’s blood boil with rage. “To hell with your perfect solution! Even if I’ve fallen, still know what shame and decency are! You wo siblings, yet you did such disgraceful things. You want me to join in your filth? Disgusting”

A heavy blow struck the back of his knee.

Unable to withstand it, Michael collapsed to the pr

ground, eyes full of defiance. “Just kill me already, I don’t want to see any of you ever again.”

“Stop! Do not harm him,” Nicolas commanded sharply

“Your Highness, he was insolent. I couldn’t stand it, Marquita protested.

Nicolas waved a hand calmly. “That’s just his nature. It’s fine.”

Marquita sulked and stomped off, unwilling to interfere further

Matthew and Joseph took turns trying to persuade Michael. “Michail, you’re a disgraced criminal now. Rising again is hard. Why keep serving that dag of an emperor? Join us. Eat and drink your fill Wouldn’t that be freedom!”

“Exactly, Michael!” Joseph added excitedly. “You’re so powerful with you on our side, we can take over cities in no time. Once our amly grows, we’l

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storm Pidence City and make that dog emperor pay!”

Neither of them showed any remorse, only naked ambition,

Willow stepped forward timidly, tears in her eyes. “Michael, come with us. Your father and mother died so unjustly

“What did you say?” Michael stiffened, slowly turning his head toward her, eyes bloodshot like a trapped beast.

“Your parents. They were killed by government soldiers.“Willow subbed. “I heard it with my own ears, It was Athena who bribed the officers the ordered the deaths of your parents. If big brother hadn’t arrived in time, I would’ve died too…

Michael stood frozen like a statue, eyes wide in shock

Willow sized Michael’s hand, her voice trembling with desperation. “Michael,” she pleaded between sobs. “Your parents they were brutally murdered. It’s all my fault. I was useless, I couldn’t protect them.

Michael stared blankly at the ground, his eyes hollow as if his soul had been ripped away.

As Willow leaned in again, Michael’s hands shot out and clamped around her throat in a brutal, vice–like grip.

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