Records of the Weakest Emperor

Chapter 78: They Must Die!

Calvin's figure never exuded a trace of fear.

His remaining eye, which was his left eye also didn't radiate any hesitation nor terror. His sincerity couldn't be doubted and so, the Benevolent Father decided.

"All right... It seems that my darlings actually had the gall to lie to me! Even if they were jealous, that doesn't mean that they have the right to lie to me!" The Benevolent Father exclaimed.

His repeated pantings made him seem as if he was out of breath, but Calvin knew that this was just the Benevolent Father trying to suppress his anger.

Calvin nodded his head.

He then walked towards the Benevolent Father and when he passed through Arthur Chase.

He raised his arm and swiped at the Security Access Keycard hanging from his waist.

"You..." Arthur Chase angrily barked.

"Stop it!" The Benevolent Father yelled out, "Let him be... Let him take that card to bring to those heretics! I don't want to see them in this sacred place anymore." His voice made it obvious that it was impossible for anyone to change his mind, but Arthur Chase's expression suddenly changed.

Pulsating jet-black blood vessels appeared throughout his body as he trembled and struggled to contain his anger.

The Butcher furrowed what was left of his eyebrows and stared at Arthur Chase.

Calvin took several steps backwards and silently prepared a stance.

The situation suddenly became tense.

But Calvin was full of joy.

If this pattern continued, then he would be able to push Arthur Chase and the Butcher into the brink of madness to the extent that they would be willing to throw all pretenses and fight against the Benevolent Father.

The patients in this asylum may be powerful and strong, but they were easily manipulated.

Calvin maintained a serious look on his face as he observed Arthur Chase, but before Arthur Chase could explode in anger.

A voice rang out from the distance, followed by the appearance of a crumpled piece of paper.

"What...?"

Calvin softly uttered.

"Aarb!"

Hugo's voice reverberated throughout the hallways and an indescribable shockwave burst from the piece of paper.

The shockwave sent the Benevolent Father, the Butcher, and Arthur Chase flying back into the wall.

Bang!

Their sturdy figures directly collapsed the brick wall of the sickroom.

Meanwhile, Calvin felt himself being hoisted by a powerful force and when he turned to look closely at the person who picked him up. His eyes widened in shock for he realized that it was indeed Hugo who came here to rescue him.

"Hugo! Why are you here? Damn it, why did you not run with the others? I told you to run for your lives, yet you came back here and even brought Medea with you? Have you gone senile?!"

Calvin was angered by Hugo's display of camaraderie.

Medea scattered wooden chairs and all sorts of obstacles in the empty hallways so they could temporarily stop the advance of those three monsters. But Calvin knew that what she was doing was futile. This was the reason why he got mad at them for coming back to rescue him.

His plan was about to succeed, yet it was ruined by Hugo who came at the perfect time...

If he came a few minutes later, then my plan would've succeeded!

Calvin lamented.

But since the rice was already cooked, there was no turning back anymore.

The best that they could do was to run all the way to the Security Room and use the keycard to access the room and the computer that they could use to enable access to the main elevators.

"Don't talk anymore, Calvin... We can't possibly abandon you when we're this close to escaping." Hugo replied.

Calvin glanced at Medea and discovered that she had the same look on her face.

"Fine..." Calvin didn't know what to say.

The Butcher, Arthur Chase, and the Benevolent Father had finally recovered from the shock that they experienced. Their eyes shone in crimson murderous lights realizing that a bunch of weaklings managed to push them down to the ground.

The Butcher heavily grunted...

"Those bastards..."

"They..."

"They must die!"

Blood dripped from Arthur Chase and the Butcher's body.

They stood up and were about to run after Hugo, Medea, and Calvin but they were stopped by the Benevolent Father.

"Don't..." The Benevolent Father said as he dusted his clothes clean.

"Why?" The Butcher asked.

His voice was still calm but it was obvious from his tone of voice that he was incredibly angry by the fact that the Benevolent Father had repeatedly stopped him from what he was about to do.

"Let those darlings handle them... I want to see just how powerful those heretics are before I go ahead and take their lives!" The Benevolent Father said.

His title made it seem to everyone that he was kind and compassionate. It was true, but only to a certain extent. Once angered, the Benevolent Father didn't care about benevolence anymore.

He was angered by Hugo's actions of sending him flying backward crashing into the wall.

The act itself wasn't that of a problem, but when the Benevolent Father realized that the outfit that he specifically prepared for the birthday party became covered with dust due to what had happened. He couldn't care less about his promise towards Calvin.

Arthur Chase lifted his head and revealed a mysterious smile, "Aren't you the one parroting about reneging and saying that you don't like those that renege on their promises? But now, why is it that you're planning on not going through your very own promise?" He said in a provocative voice.

The Benevolent Father raised his head and stared right at Arthur Chase, "So what if I reneged? Can he do anything about it? He can't! He became too full of himself! Just because I respected him due to his decisiveness of giving his eye of aesthetics to my daughter doesn't mean that he can just disrespect us like this!" He growled in anger.

His muscles bulged and his clothes looked like they were about to burst from their seams.

"Ah! My clothes..." The Benevolent Father said in a panic as his figure instantly deflated.

Arthur Chase stared at him in anger before saying, "Since you do not consider me as one of your darlings, then I should be free to do whatever I want to do. I will go and chase after them. As for that woman..." Arthur Chase gulped a mouthful of saliva as his cheeks flushed crimson.

The moment his eyes landed on Medea. He had thought that she was the one!

She was the next one whose face shall he sully with his essence!

He couldn't wait until he captured her and painted his semen on her face!

Ah...

It would be a magnificent sight!

Arthur Chase huffed and puffed as he stood there with jet-black blood vessels dotted all over his body.

The Butcher grunted heavily and took a step forward.

He didn't say anything, but his actions were obvious and clear to see for the Benevolent Father.

"You two..."

Cracking sounds suddenly came out of the Benevolent Father's body.

He undressed and carefully folded the clothes that he wore and then placed them onto the ground. This took time to describe, but the Benevolent Father's actions were so fast and efficient that he was now stark-naked in just a blink of an eye.

"Even now..." The Benevolent Father stared right at Arthur Chase and the Butcher.

The pulsating jet-black blood vessels dotted throughout his entire body leaked blood as his figure quickly became bloodied. However, despite his wretched appearance, his body never radiated an ounce of weakness.

Instead, he seemed to be even more powerful than before.

Afterwards, he took a deep breath and howled...

"Both of you still dare to defy me?!"

His voice pierced through the entire Mount Spirit Sword Asylum, causing everyone to flinch out of fear and Calvin to subconsciously gulp a mouthful of saliva.