Cheat Awakening

"Are you all right, Your Highness? How did you get hurt so badly?"

"I'm fine, it's just some minor injury from a fall down the stairs—no big deal. By the way, is this the house of that auction house owner? It seems like his business is doing quite well," Myne, whose face had turned purple and swollen from getting beaten hard, struggled to hold back his tears. He couldn't use his skills to recover due to his furious wives' punishment.

Having no other choice, Myne could only shifts Emila's attention to other topics, who is still rubbing salt in his wounds by questioning how he got hurt, he quickly asks, "Is this the place?" Then, he poked his head out of the carriage window and seriously observed the luxurious manor before him, which had a front garden twice the size of his own house's entire area, so you can imagine how big the manor could be.

"Yes, Mr. Osgorn is indeed very wealthy," Emila nodded seriously and explained. "He has auction houses in all the big cities of our kingdom and even in other kingdoms. Even if he retired early and just had fun around all the time and spent money like water, he would have enough money to live like a king... at least in a small place like our kingdom."

As she finished speaking, Emila walked out of the carriage to communicate with the manor's guards at the entrance gate. Soon, she returned, the manor gate opened, and their carriage quickly entered. The manor garden was filled with exotic plants of various shapes and sizes, and flowers of different colours. There were also many cute girls in short maid uniforms working in the garden, making Myne's eyes lift up in excitement. However, feeling a murderous aura coming from beside him, he honestly pulled his head back from the window and closed his eyes.

Sigh, I hope this bastard Osgorn is a bad guy so I can give him some more visits alone, Myne thought while planning how to take advantage of this super-rich pig. As Myne was working on his evil plan, the carriage soon stopped in front of the manor entrance, where a young butler with an arrogant expression plastered on his face as if the entire world owed him money, along with two young maids, was waiting for them.

"Your Highness Sylphid, it is an honour to have you visit our dear master. I am the butler of this manor. Please, come with me; the Master is waiting for you," After Myne and the others exited the carriage, the butler approached and, while skillfully ignoring everyone else as if they were invisible, greeted Sylphy with a gentle smile. Before she could react, he took her hand in a gentlemanly manner, bent down, and kissed the back of her hand like a pervert.

"All right, we understand. Lead the way. As a butler now you are crossing your limit," Myne quickly pulled Sylphy's hand back from the butler with a disgusted expression, took out a water bottle from his inventory, and—under everyone's bewildered gaze—poured it all over the back of her hand right in front of the butler, as if afraid she might catch some kind of horrible infection from his touch.

Sylphy didn't expect such a strong reaction from Myne and could only offer the butler an apologetic smile. Yet, inwardly, she felt very pleased and decided to overlook Myne's earlier episode with Emila and let him sleep in the bedroom.

Unsurprisingly, the butler's face turned ugly as if he had been forced to eat shit, but due to his position, he could only try to maintain his composure, accepting Sylphy's apologies with forced politeness and bringing them inside. However, the way he looked at Myne was no different from looking at his lifelong enemy.

Unaware that a random butler now harboured a grudge against him for being a bit overprotective of his own wife, Myne finished ensuring Sylphy's hand was spotless and strongly advised her to avoid "perverts like him" in the future. Then, he took the lead, following the butler.

The manor of Mr. Osgorn was very big and luxurious. Every piece of furniture in the manor was worth a lot of money. If it had been the old Myne, who was always looking for ways to get money, he would have already started planning how to "borrow" everything inside the manor.

Soon, guided by the butler, Myne and the others came to a guest room where a middle-aged man in his early forties with an average look was sitting on a couch, laughing and chatting with a beautiful young girl with a super-hot figure and green eyes, around 23 years old, who was sitting on his lap.

Seeing Myne and the others coming, he patted the girl's butt, signalling her to stand up, and spoke loudly to Sylphy with a chuckle.

"Your Highness Sylphid, how did you find the time to visit this humble servant of yours? If you had asked, I would have happily come to you. You suffered in vain."

Saying that, the man also got up from the couch, bypassed Myne, grabbed Sylphy's hand, and continued while stroking it with his thumb. "Gargoyal Osgorn, name of this humble servant of yours." Then he leaned forward and wanted to kiss the back of Sylphy's hand, but suddenly someone grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him back. Because the force used to pull was a bit out of control, Gargoyal was directly thrown straight onto the couch.

"Tsk, 'like master, like servant'. Nowadays, everyone wants to eat someone else's sweets," Myne spoke disdainfully as he took out a handkerchief from his inventory, gently cleaning Sylphid's hand while casting an unfriendly glance at Gargoyal. After all, it was understandable for the young butler to act that way—being young and full of youthful thoughts—but what about this Gargoyal? Even in his middle age, and on top of that, with such a beautiful young girlfriend behind him, he still wanted to try his luck with Myne's wife. How could Myne tolerate that?

"Damn it... Hoo... young man, it's not good to lose your temper so easily," Gargoyle said trying his best to control his anger. "If I'm not wrong, you're the commoner who married Her Highness Sylphid, right? What was your name again? Mix... Momo... Moba..."

"Myne!" Myne roars his name with black lines all over his neck.

"Oh, yes, Myne. Although Her Highness Sylphid is your wife, it doesn't mean she becomes your private property. You better be careful who you offend," Gargoyal stood up from the couch, massaging his neck, and spoke in a threatening tone. Due to the commotion, the guards outside quickly rushed in and surrounded Myne and the others, pointing their spears at their faces, ready to poke them to death at any moment.

"So now I can't even protect my wife from old perverts like you, huh? If I said the same thing about your wife after I f*cked her right in front of you, would you just ignore it and pretend nothing happened, Mr. Goro-goro?" Myne, with a forced smile, spoke gently while walking towards Gargoyal, not caring about the spears getting closer and closer to his face.

"Bastard, do you want to die?! And my name is Gargoyal!" Gargoyal exploded, grabbing Myne's neck with red eyes. If it weren't for the fact that Myne was backed by the royal family, Gargoyle would've already ordered his guards to pierce him with their spears.

"Believe me, even if I wanted to die, you don't have the ability to kill me," Myne replied with a smug smile. He had already activated his Rock Skin skill, making Gargoyle's grip on his neck feel like nothing. Calmly, he reached out and grabbed Gargoyle's neck in return. With a slight squeeze, Gargoyle began to tremble, and gasp for air, with eyes so widely open as if they would pop out of their sockets.

The guards, sensing something was wrong, immediately tried to pull Myne away from their master. Unfortunately, the strongest among them was only level 35, a mere feather compared to Myne's level 130. To make himself look even more imposing, he also activated several physical skills, rendering the guards' efforts futile. They couldn't even move him an inch.

"Myne, we're not here to cause trouble," Aisha finally couldn't help but intervene as she noticed Gargoyle's face turning purple, on the verge of passing out.

"Be thankful that my wives are too kind-hearted and stopped me this time, but if you dare insult them again, I won't mind killing a mosquito like you. After all, there have been too many of them swarming the kingdom lately. Killing a few would be beneficial for everyone. Am I right, Goro-goro?" Myne whispered into Gargoyle's ear before throwing him back onto the couch. After breaking free from the guards, who clung to him like glue, he walked over to another couch and sat down with the others, waiting patiently for Gargoyle to catch his breath.

"No matter what anyone says, bullying a third-rate villain like him really has its own charm," Myne chuckled, whispering to Aisha beside him as he repasted his ultra-regeneration skill, instantly healing his injuries. Read exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

Although Aisha wanted to nod in agreement, she noticed Gargoyle coughing like an old man on the brink of kicking the bucket. She chose not to stir the pot further, staying silent and pinched Myne's thigh to stop him from talking more nonsense.

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It took Gargoyal a minute to calm down. His stunningly beautiful young girlfriend handed him a glass of water with a worried expression. If Myne hadn't been so powerful, she might have already jumped at him to show her loyalty to Gargoyle. After all, with Gargoyle's seven wives and twelve concubines, she needed to prove her dedication to secure her status and maintain a firm hold on her unlimited pocket money card. Otherwise, she risked becoming just another concubine discarded once he'd had his fill of her.