My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Big Surprise Part 2
The Redtorn family, led by Lark, stepped back into the arena, their expressions a blend of worry and confusion, still unaware of the current situation.

They tried to ask, but the sages remained silent, none daring to speak without first receiving permission.

So—

With no other choice, they had to see it for themselves.

At the center stood Asher and Lucia, flanked by the five named sages. She looked uneasy.

Lark and the others were elated by her worried expression.

“They’ve caught him,” he let out a wide grin. “Finally. He should be executed on the spot for daring to challenge the Sorcerer King.”

It was a crazy idea, and they were relieved that Julius handled it himself. Though they had to admit, the explosions that followed left them stunned—it only served to highlight how dangerous he was

However—

His daughter, wrinkled her nose. “Shouldn’t they be… pressuring him? Why do they look so casual?” she wondered aloud.

Before she could get an answer, Lizana’s voice rang out, loud and clear. With a wave of her hand, she cast a spell to ensure her voice reached every corner of Eryx.

“All of you, bow to the new king of Eryx. King Asher, the Golden One!”

The words hit them like a cold bucket of water. They stood frozen in place, their hope turning to disbelief.

His mouth went dry. “W— What? The new king of Eryx?”

The shock in his voice was unmistakable, but the truth hit him harder when the five named sages knelt before Asher.

This revelation felt like a death sentence for their family. Asher had been openly hostile toward them, and even his own daughter despised them for the way they had treated her.

‘We need to escape,’ He raised a hand, subtly signaling for them to follow him out. This place was no longer safe—they needed to leave quickly.

And it wasn’t just about leaving the arena—they had to flee like refugees and start over somewhere else.

The world was vast, and as long as their family stayed safe, they could return one day to reclaim their honor—and their vengeance.

But just as they were heading out, a sudden interruption shattered their plans.

“Stop! King Asher has ordered the Redtorn family to be placed under house arrest. We will be investigating your illegal dealings!”

A group of robed sages stepped into their path, led by Stir.

They intentionally released their aura, a powerful presence to make sure they could not escape.

“Illegal dealings?” Lark was taken aback by the accusation. “All the experiments we conducted were approved by King Julius himself. There’s nothing illegal about them, and we’ve contributed greatly to Eryx’s progress!”

Stir let out a cold, low laugh, his eyes glinting with something darker than mere amusement. He didn’t need to say it—he knew exactly what this meant for the Redtorns, and he was more than happy to be the one to bring them down.

Helping Asher crush them would earn him everything he ever wanted: favor, power, and a place in the new order.

“Julius? You mean the one who was killed like a dog by the new king?” he taunted, his smirk growing.

“This is outrageous! We haven’t committed any crime!” he protested.

Stir smile grew wider. “Don’t worry. It’s not like you’ll be prosecuted for a crime you never committed. I mean, I have a feeling that King Asher is a fair person,”

“Fair person?” Lark repeated, his tone dark and bitter. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure it.

His gaze swept over his family, and his heart ached at the sight of their fear.

In a choked voice, her daughter sobbed, “Let’s talk to Sister Lucia! She’s the new queen now. If she speaks with him, maybe he’ll spare us!”

She bullied Lucia before—mocked her, belittled her for being a half-sister—but now, they were acknowledging her bloodline, forced to do so if they wanted any chance of survival.

Lark could see the thoughts running through their minds, and a surge of urgency hit him. He had to find a way out. Then it struck him.

“Elemental Sage Liara!” he demanded, his voice rising. “Where is she?”

She could save them. She had to.

“Idiot,” Stir shook his head, a cruel smile twisting his lips. “She’s dead too. Because she didn’t submit to the new regime right away.”

His words struck like a cold slap, the harsh reality sinking in. Lark froze, the blood draining from his face.

Stir took the opportunity to completely obliterate their morale.

“Surrender now, and you might be spared.”

In the end, they reluctantly oblige.

As this unfolded, the rabbit girl who insulted Lucia earlier quietly slipped away, her fear of being captured driving her to run.

Not just her—everyone under Lizana’s watchful eye didn’t wait to be persecuted; they fled the city on their own.

As for Asher, he didn’t really care about such things. He only promised Lucia that he would take revenge on her family, and that’s exactly what he would do.

2 days later.

Eryx grew more stable under Lizana’s governance, and all the defense runes were reactivated once Asher gained control over them.

In no time, everything returned to normal—well, almost. The green moon, which had cast a depressing atmosphere over the city, was no longer necessary in his eyes.

Without any deliberation, he removed it, restoring Eryx to a normal daylight cycle.

Now sitting on his throne—though it was uncomfortable and not his style—he endured it for the sake of his goals.

When he asked Lizana to allocate significant resources to building his portal on an uninhabited island, she did not protested or asked too many questions.

She just did as he commanded, reassuring that all the resources in Eryx were now his. The perks of being a tyrant.

‘The construction would take 2 weeks, so I should study more about the magic in this world to be more productive,’

He flipped through a rare tome that explained summoning spells.