My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 200

Chapter 200: A Crazy King
“I just want the core. No need to make this bigger than it has to be,” Asher explained, trying to keep things civilized.

They were both intelligent beings, so the first step should be to converse and negotiate, not resort to violence. Only psychopathic individuals would choose that bloody path.

He also knew that Julius wasn’t someone to take lightly. The flow of his energy was almost as strong as Index’s, and considering how long he had lived, it was safe to assume his arsenal of skills wasn’t just larger but far more polished.

Every spell or technique the Sorcerer King knew was likely perfected through years of experience.

As for Asher, while his energy reserves were second to none, he lacked the experience and adaptability needed to fully capitalize on his strength.

Then there was the matter of artifacts. The Sorcerer King was famous for possessing many, each one powerful enough to make him unrivaled in this world. This was a major increase in difficulty.

Julius smiled. “And why should I give it to you? What’s in it for me?”

Asher hesitated, unable to answer right away. He had to admit that he was asking for the core without offering anything in return.

“What do you want? I’ll try to offer something of equal value,” he suggested.

“Equal value, huh?” The Sorcerer King tapped his chin, looking as if he were seriously considering the offer.

Suddenly, a robed individual landed behind Julius and whispered something in his ear.

“What!” He was momentarily taken aback. When his attention returned to Asher, he smiled, but there was a dangerous feeling to it. Whatever the robed individual had said, it wasn’t good.

“Before we go any further, what’s your relationship with the Arcane Sage?”

“I barely knew her,”

“I see…” The Sorcerer King’s voice trailed off, clearly not believing Asher’s words.

“The strongest Dragon Core you’re after? It’s inside me,” he stated, tapping his chest.

“If you want it, you’ll have to kill me for it. But judging by how you’re trying to talk your way out of this, I’m starting to think you don’t have the courage for it.”

He smirked, his gaze sharp and mocking. “Come now, are you going to prove me wrong, or are you just another one who bites off more than he can chew?”

Asher’s fingers twitched at his sides. A wave of irritation washed over him, but he swallowed it down.

“Oh? Why so quiet?” Julius smirked widened as he pressed on. “How about this—if you bow down and kiss my feet, I might just give you the second strongest Dragon Core available. A fair deal, don’t you think?”

Everyone was surprised by this sudden turn of events. It was the first time they had seen him act this petty, a sign that the Sorcerer King was very angry.

But why?

“Stop it!” Lizana’s voice rang out, fierce and authoritative, as she landed on the platform, her presence cutting through the tension like a blade.

There was no need for guessing; She was the culprit.

“Lizana, why are you protecting this outsider? He claimed you barely know each other. Is that true, or is he lying to me?”

Asher knew it was a baseless accusation. He barely interacted with her, so there was no reason to be concerned.

All she needed to do was tell the truth, and the misunderstanding would be resolved.

Everyone would be happy—he would get his Dragon Core, finish his portal, and leave this place forever, never to return. As for Julius, he would keep his title as the strongest.

Lizana looked at Asher, as if waiting for his approval before saying anything.

“Just tell him the truth,” he ordered, confident that he wasn’t guilty.

“No,” she shook her head.

Asher nodded, relieved. At least she was being completely honest.

For a moment, the tension between the two men eased. The Sorcerer King no longer looked as hostile; he was even grinning, relieved that the one who had captured her heart was still pure and untainted by other men.

Everyone knew that he loved Lizana with all his heart. He could have forced his way to her, but he never did. He always treated her with respect and pursued her with genuine and good intentions.

“I’m sorry for doubting you,” Julius scratched his head, apologizing and hiding any trace of his earlier domineering attitude.

The change in his demeanor revealed just how much love could transform a person, quite literally.

“You don’t need to apologize,” she replied, her gaze turning serious as she met his eyes. “Because even though don’t have a relationship yet, he’s the one I wanted to give my body to!” she boldly announced .

‘Damn it, not again,’ Asher cursed his fate. Her words were even worse than admitting they were lovers.

But he had no time to worry about her, because right now, every hair on his body began to tingle. He could feel the killing intent from Julius growing stronger, building until it finally manifested itself.

He was still smiling, his eyes squinted in a way that made him look even more terrifying, like someone doing his best to control himself and keep his sanity in check.

Sorcerers nearby struggled to breathe, the oppressive pressure thickening the air. He hadn’t even released his energy yet; this was all the sheer force of his killing intent affecting everyone.

Asher kept his composure in check; this much wasn’t enough to affect him, nor was it for the other named sages.

Only those at Reynard’s level felt the full force of it. They realized just how vast the gap was between them and their king.

“Tell me you’re joking,” Julius asked again, still pretending to smile in front of her.

“I’m not,” she shook her head. “He’s the perfect partner for me, and I would do anything to make him mine.”

BOOOOOM!

Julius’s green aura erupted, his hair flowing upward as his energy surged, surpassing even what Asher had shown before.

BOOOOM!

Asher reacted swiftly, his own golden aura rising to meet the challenge. The two powers clashed, fighting for dominance. The space between them vibrated as the arena itself shook under the force of their overwhelming power. Neither was willing to back down.

“You’re dead,”

Asher wanted to explain, but he knew there was no way Julius would believe him. He should have expected this to happen.

“Stop it, both of you,” she interjected again. “Julius, you don’t own me. I have every right to choose who I want.”

She wanted to deescalate the situation, knowing that if the two fought, Asher was bound to lose.

However, her words only enraged the sorcerer king.

“Lizana…. I’ve been nothing but understanding. You told me I wasn’t worthy to be your partner, and I accepted that. And now you’re going to give yourself to this nobody?”

‘I don’t even need her. You can keep her to yourself; I already have a wife.’ Asher sighed, doing his best to hide his annoyance. He couldn’t believe he was stuck in the middle of another drama.

“Just give me the Dragon Core, and I’ll leave this place. I won’t ever show my face to her again.” Asher tried to salvage the situation by offering a win-win deal.