The arrogant and chilling voice of the male tiger king echoed in everyone's hearts, making everyone present feel as if they were shrouded in a thick layer of despair.

A question couldn't help but arise in their minds:

Since that tigress is so fierce,

How powerful would this male tiger be?

Is there anyone present who could actually defeat him in a one-on-one fight?

Perhaps.

However, when the noble lords looked up at the platform again,

But they discovered that Viktor had disappeared.

In that instant, the emotions of the many lords transformed into a skyscraper on the verge of collapse, utterly shattered by the suddenly ignited flames of despair, turning it into a smoke-filled ruin.

The male tiger-man seemed to have caught everyone's gaze, and he followed those gazes to the spot where Victor had originally stood.

The monk had indeed vanished without a trace.

A hint of suspicion flickered in the tiger-man's eyes, but he didn't seem to care much. He simply turned back to the crowd and said calmly:

"Look at your current predicament, humans."

"What's the difference between you who are surrounded here and the demi-human slaves you once kept in captivity?"

Upon hearing this, the nobles present instinctively looked around.

The entire auction house had been occupied by the demi-humans, and most of the human guards had lost their fighting ability, lying on the ground in disarray, motionless.

After all, without prior preparation, humans are no match for demi-humans of the same class.

Amidst the chaos and the glow of fire, the auction city resembled the end of the world.

The cheers of victory echoed throughout the royal city, yet they sounded more like the roars of wild beasts.

More and more demi-humans gathered outside the auction house, dressed in dirty clothes and with shackles on their feet.

The nobles and wealthy merchants were astonished to recognize that this was their demi-human slave.

At this moment, these demi-humans had burning fury in their eyes, as if they were about to tear their former masters, who had imprisoned them, to shreds at any moment.

Suddenly, a female eagle-woman soared into the air.

Her voice pierced the silence of the night, a sharp declaration:

"Boss Tiger, we've almost saved them all."

These sharp words pierced the hearts of the nobles like needles, causing waves of pain.

"There's no need to waste time on these humans. We must evacuate them all before Festan Barlow arrives."

Upon hearing this, the noble lords all understood.

These demi-humans are clearly organized, disciplined, and even directed by someone.

Why did these subhumans specifically choose today to launch their attack?

That's because the capital city's defenses are currently at their weakest.

When envoys go to the capital, no lord will bring a large number of troops.

Most importantly.

The kingdom's pillar, Festan Barlow, is not in the capital today.

The demi-humans seemed to be very familiar with the habits of Grand Duke Barlow.

They knew perfectly well that the Duke of Barlow disliked attending such auctions among nobles.

It is precisely because of these factors that the demi-humans were able to take advantage of the situation.

However, the male tiger king did not seem to be in a hurry to leave.

Tiger Boss crossed his arms and didn't move an inch.

"not yet."

Its sharp gaze swept across the second-floor boxes of the auction hall, passing over the King of the Kingdom of Kant before landing on Aurelion.

To be precise, they were keeping a close eye on Vanilla, who was standing behind Aurelion.

"We still have other compatriots who haven't been saved."

The male tiger-man's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a powerful aura surged up, causing the muscles in his legs to tense up rapidly.

He bent his body slightly, his feet firmly planted on the ground of the platform.

boom!

The already dilapidated platform collapsed completely at this moment, and cracks quickly spread to the surrounding ground.

Everyone felt the ground shaking, as if an earthquake was about to strike.

The male tiger-man was like a missile, piercing through space.

The surrounding air began to roar sharply due to the high-speed vibration.

Buzz—

In the blink of an eye, the enormous orange body was already heading towards the king and Aurelion.

When countless nobles and lords saw the tiger-man rushing towards the auction house's private boxes, their minds went completely blank.

What exactly is this tiger going to do?

To catch the thief, first catch the king?

It's one thing to capture the king, after all, he's the king of their Kingdom of Kant. They can just replace him with another one.

But where are they going to exchange the princess of the Karencia Empire?

Forget about diplomacy; a major war between the two kingdoms is probably inevitable!

The noble lords stared at the tiger-man, and upon closer inspection, they discovered that the tiger-man was indeed heading towards Aurelion!

It's over, it's all over!

Almost simultaneously, a cold glint suddenly appeared, and the chill and heat instantly swept towards the charging tiger-man.

The biting cold made the tiger-man's body stiffen slightly, but his gaze remained stern as he exerted all his strength.

A blazing flame was drawn from the scabbard at Gwen's waist.

The bright torch swung down, seemingly capable of burning away the enormous threat before it.

The tiger-man did not retreat. Instead, he moved through the air, turning his body and retreating slightly to dodge the scorching sword.

Tiger Boss stared intently at Gwen, who was radiating a chilling aura, from the air, his eyes incredibly sharp.

The terrifying gaze seemed to transform into a bloodstained spear, carrying endless killing intent.

"knight?"

Tiger Boss stepped on a giant golden pillar with his right foot, bent one leg, and exerted a little force.

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