The Transmigrated Novelist - Chapter 262

Apparently, these traps seemed to be nothing more than illusions. Or so one would think at first, because the next one was some kind of fire whip that landed on different intervals, and it didn’t look like one.

Even Amelia told him through her eyes, but even with a whisper,

“This is real!”

Roy had already thought the same, as he hadn’t relaxed his guard even for a moment, so he could quickly dodge the incoming whip without much of a problem.

The whip continued its earlier path without problems, as Roy and Amelia reached their next trap, which was a mixture of metallic weapons.

This time the trap was even more intricate as there seemed to be a mix of the real and illusory objects in the mix, and one would need quite sharp senses to actually notice them and act accordingly.

Fortunately, Roy had Amelia with him, who with her sharp senses could make the difference and guide him, while Roy only concentrated on acting according to her instructions.

That wasn’t the end, it was only after they had passed through 3 more traps, that finally, the stone room elevator stopped, and they could finally reach their destination.

Lady Fiona appeared on their sight fully, as she was still unconscious on the bed with an extremely whiteish yellow complexion on her face.

It was clear that she was still suffering under the danger of the poison on her system. Not only that but her situation was more deteriorated than it should be.

Clearly, the environment and the treatment she was receiving weren’t the best, as she was forced to stay in this dark, empty, and cold hidden room.

Amelia seemed to want to jump directly on her mother’s bed and stay beside her, but before she could make a hasty action she was stopped by Roy.

“Stop! This is clearly a trap! We need to consider this more!”

“But, but my mother is there!”

This was the second time that Roy witnessed Amelia’s tearing face and this time with more emotion than the first since she was now his woman.

“I know, I understand you! But you can’t throw everything, including your own security due to a moment of haste!

If we aren’t careful, instead of saving her we will just surrender ourselves!”

Amelia wanted to oppose his words, but she couldn’t find any word to. Roy was right, this was most probably a trap for her, or whoever entered up to here had to be careful.

No matter how much she wanted to throw herself on her mother’s chest, she couldn’t allow herself to get caught, or impede her mother’s rescue!

Left with no other choice, she could only whimper lightly on Roy’s chest, as he looked for the path through this trap.

It was extremely weird, there seemed to be no floor in the whole room, as even Lady Fiona’s bed was standing afloat.

This was truly a weird and impossible looking scene to look at, as he looked around the place more than a few times but found nothing helpful.

It was clearly a trap to jump directly on the bed, but could it be that jumping directly on the trap was the only way to reach there?

There shouldn’t be, right!?

If that was the case then every time Count Reik entered this place, the alarm would ring, and many people would come to surround the place.

Something like that would be too much of a bother, so there must be a way to approach the bed without alerting anyone.

Still, no matter how many times he tried, Roy wasn’t able to find anything helpful, making him angrier and angrier.

Amelia’s tears and emotions were in a mess, his shirt was already wet due to her relentless crying, and he couldn’t bear to hear her cry like that. He was determined to find the path as soon as possible.

Could it be that he would have to wait for Count Reik to enter, and only then to find the path? That didn’t seem logical considering Amelia’s state, and his own intentions.

Angered at the surroundings and the damned situation, he couldn’t help but spit towards the empty bottom, while cursing inside,

“This damned place! Just what and how has that bastard done to this place!?”

The next moment though he noticed something that he wouldn’t have thought for quite some years. This bastard Count Reik was a true genius.

If it weren’t for the lucky chance of seeing his spit actually not fall down more than one foot below the stone room elevator he would have never thought of something like that.

Apparently, there wasn’t a big empty pit under him, but a glass layer path that led towards the bed. This was truly an ingenious idea.

Extremely happy and excited about his discovery he and Amelia approached the bed, while Amelia left his arms and jumped on her mother’s side, while he took a look at the beauty in front of him.

Lady Fiona was a real beauty, it wasn’t a wonder that Earl Clark and the others had tried so hard to subdue and taste her. Fortunately for him, they were idiots who hadn’t succeeded.

From now on, this beauty would belong to him, and he would slowly subdue and make her his. He would make her forget all about Master Gorg and think only of him.

He made this promise to himself full of confidence and determination, as he approached her body as well, only to discover a weird smell and stains on her clothes and body.

It didn’t take him long to understand just what and how those stains were made, as even Amelia was able to recognize them in a short time.

Immediately her anger, rage, and hate towards Count Reik reached the peak, as she could only say with a harsh and heavy tone through clenched teeth,

“Count Reik, I will make sure that your whole family gets ra*ped in front of you, and then torture you for every second that you are alive.

Such an oath and words seemed like it would pull some sort of Divine Punishment at every moment, but Roy didn’t really care.

As a matter of fact, he had just taken the same oath at that moment. From the moment that Amelia had no choice but to accept their agreement, he had considered Lady Fiona as his own woman.

Right now, he was looking at his woman who had been humiliated and dirtied by the depraved, and lecherous behavior of a damn idiot who had grown tired of living.

If he didn’t make that guy regret everything he had done, and even spill tears of blood for the rest of his life, Roy wouldn’t find peace with himself.

Not letting the beauty even one second more in that position, like that, he quickly bit on the wrist of his left hand, and then let the blood drop on the mother beauty’s mouth.

Just a few drops of his immune blood should be enough to completely heal her from the poison, as he immediately sent her and Amelia back to Gaia, after saying,

“Take care of my woman and your mother! Don’t worry I will take care of thins here outside! I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

Amelia didn’t know how to react to Roy’s first part of words as even though she had accepted the price, now that her mother was in her arms, and about to recover she didn’t know what to think.

The best thing she could do now was to stay completely quiet and do as Roy said. She wasn’t worried about him in the least.

In fact, even though weird she worried more about the people of this place, and especially Count Reik’s end. That guy had truly provoked a calamity without understanding why, or how.

On the other hand, Roy noticed her weird expression, but he didn’t say anything. Due to the special circumstances, he didn’t say anything, but he would surely not allow her to go back on her word.

Once he was done with that, it was finally time for him to deal with all the bastards in this Mansion and their sufferings.

No one would be able to escape his claws, especially that Count Reik who had just signed his own torture prematurely.

What Roy didn’t expect though was that no even 1 minute after he had sent Amelia and her mother inside Gaia, the stone room elevator moved, and a bad feeling crept on his heart.

Not even a minute after the elevator started going down, it started climbing up, and from the noise of it, Roy could tell that many people were coming to visit him.

It didn’t require high intelligence to understand that he had unwillingly activated one of the alarms, and now all the guards were running towards his location.

Things were bout to get more dangerous and complicated now, but he didn’t really care. Even if these guys didn’t come for him, he would surely go for them.

They would have to suffer for every little thing that his Lady Fiona had suffered otherwise he wouldn’t be able to eat his food and drink his drink in peace anymore.

On the other hand, the guards arrived at the location, but unfortunately, they weren’t able to discover even the slightest trace.

Roy was nowhere to be seen….