Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

"You! When did I ever say such a thing?"

"Just now, are you denying it?" David retorted.

Sly's expression froze, his face twisting in displeasure as he shook his head. "I don't remember saying that, and you have no proof..." Before he could finish, Charles pulled out his phone and played a recording:

"I can never be wrong, and if I am, I'm willing to kneel and apologize!" This recording was indeed something Sly had said earlier, unbeknownst to him, captured by Charles.

Raj, Henry, David, and others in the room couldn't help but smirk mischievously at Sly.

Unable to contain himself, Henry said to Charles, "Well done, Charles, you really got him!" After speaking, he turned to Sly, who, without a word, turned to leave.

"Stop! Don't go just yet," Henry shouted. "You come and go as you please, but it's not that easy!"

"How do you two think you can keep me here?" Sly, no longer concerned with appearances, felt a surge of power. A whirlwind of azure encircled him as he tried to make a quick exit.

Henry and David, both Level 4 Beast Masters, could easily collaborate to stop Sly, but Kevin and Axel remained inactive beside them.

Two against three clearly wasn't an advantage.

While Henry and David were considering giving up, Charles was still waiting for Sly to kneel and admit his mistake, and he was not about to let him go.

The hexagram lit up, and Max, waving its three tails, appeared beside him. Without hesitation, Charles invoked the "Beast Mastery Possession"!

Two bone-achingly cold blasts shot swiftly towards Sly's back!

Simultaneously, Charles, now enhanced by the "Beast Mastery Possession," sprang into action. His feet slammed into the cement, cracking it instantly like a spiderweb,

his form flashing like lightning, following closely behind the icy blasts.

"Charles! You're just a Level 3 Beast Master, and you dare make the first move?" Sly's face lit up with delight. He had been looking for a reason to retaliate, and now Charles had provided him with the perfect excuse.

Two azure wind blades formed at his side, whistling through the air towards the icy blasts.

The bone-achingly cold blasts collided with the wind blades, mutually annihilating each other.

Sly's eyelids twitched; he knew Charles possessed exceptional physical strength and immense power, but he hadn't expected that even his skills could rival those of a Level 4 Beast Master.

Indeed, Charles was a genius, and precisely for this reason, Sly knew he had to eliminate him—given more time, the consequences were unthinkable! the-place-NovelFire

As Sly pondered this, Charles had already closed the distance, launching a punch straight at him.

"Bang!"

Sly crossed his arms to block the incoming punch, immediately feeling a tremendous force smash against his arms, numbing and painful. His entire body was forced to stagger back three steps.

Charles, the aggressor, didn't fare much better; blood was already trickling from his fist.

After all, he was only a Level 3 Beast Master and currently without a third mystical beast; his enhancement from "Beast Mastery Possession" couldn't match Sly's.

Even so, Henry and David were left agape.

"A Level 3 Beast Master clashing with a Level 4? The young ones these days really don't hold back!" David found it hard to accept. As a Level 4 Beast Master himself, he was slightly inferior to Sly and would not be a match in a one-on-one fight.

Charles glanced at his still-bleeding right hand, somewhat helplessly; his ice and fire supreme spear was still in his "Storage Space," and he couldn't take it out in front of everyone.

Doing so might expose the existence of his "Storage Space." Without a weapon, relying solely on his fists, he couldn't fully utilize his strength.

If they were alone, mousie could use its dark attribute powers, and he would be 100% confident he could take Sly down on the spot!

"Sly, not kneeling or admitting your mistake, you really have no shame," Charles said, not making another move but standing his ground and loudly taunting.

Beside him, Henry and David were eager to engage, ready to step in at any moment.

Even though they were one Level 4 Beast Master short compared to Sly's side, Charles, though only a Level 3, was in no way inferior to a Level 4 Beast Master in strength.

Sly's face grew increasingly grim, with uncontainable killing intent spilling from his eyes. He pressed his voice low and muttered, "I was wrong."

"What? Speak up; didn't catch that!" Charles deliberately shouted.

"I said I was wrong, I wronged you all!" Sly clenched his fists, knuckles squeaking and whitening from the force.

Hearing Sly's loud admission of guilt, Charles nodded in satisfaction, then added:

"Not bad, knowing to correct your mistake makes you a good kid, but you still owe us an apology on your knees!"

The humiliation turned Sly's face an iron shade of blue, and he couldn't hold back, spitting out blood.

After casually wiping it away, Sly turned and left without another word, disappearing amidst the mocking laughter of the onlookers.

Axel and Kevin didn't follow him immediately; instead, they waited a while before leaving separately.

"Charles, we really owe you one this time. Without your intervention, dealing with Sly's tricks wouldn't have been so straightforward," Raj said with a complex expression.

He knew about his daughter Lily's ambiguous relationship with Charles. Initially, he had some objections, but over time, he had come to see Charles as a genius,

from reluctantly accepting their relationship to now worrying for his daughter, realizing that a person like Charles might not be entirely within Lily's reach.

He even feared that over time, Lily might find herself completely outmatched by Charles.

Charles, unconcerned, waved his hand dismissively and said, "Sly, Axel, Kevin—they surely won't let this go easily. Who knows what Sly will try next?"

David tried to reassure him: "Charles, you don't need to worry. Even though today's incident won't land him in jail, he'll likely lay low for a while. Once you go off to the academy for further studies, you'll be fine."

Henry chimed in, "Yeah, right now, Sly wouldn't dare touch you here in Isengard. Just be careful not to leave the city, and you should be fine."

Charles simply nodded in response.

But inwardly, he was thinking about finding a time to intentionally leave the city to provoke Sly into making a move, to fully resolve this matter.

What he needed to do was prepare in advance, stay hidden in the shadows, and when the moment was right, deliver a fatal blow to Sly, eliminating all threats once and for all!

Besides Sly, there were Kevin and Axel, who still possessed some strength and could cause trouble.

So, the best course of action was to deal with all of them before heading to the Cyber Academy.

Only then, when their parents return, can they be safe within Isengard. Moreover, Daniel and Lily would be free from any threats to their lives.

Charles couldn't bear the thought of his loved ones getting hurt, not even the slightest possibility.

As the onlookers gradually dispersed, the commotion finally came to an end.

Raj still had business to attend to at the company, so Charles headed home alone.

Upon entering the living room, he spotted Lily. She was wearing a short black dress, her shapely legs encased in sheer black stockings, her rounded hips rising and falling, quivering with each step she took.

At the sight, Charles involuntarily swallowed hard and called out without thinking, "Lily."

Hearing the voice behind her, Lily turned around. Seeing Charles, a smile instantly spread across her face. "Charles, you're back. I just made lunch, why don't you give it a try?"

"Sure, sure, it must be delicious. Do you know what I had for lunch today?"

Wearing a mysterious smile on her face, Lily didn't answer. Instead, she took hold of Charles by his belt and led him to the dining table. With a slight lift, she sat on the edge of the table, her hands bracing against it. Slowly, she pressed her shapely chest against Charles's face, lowering her head and whispering softly, "Are you hungry?"

Charles responded not with words, but with action, burying his face and wrapping his arms around her slender waist, his hands roaming over her backside.

"Let's not rush; we're alone today, anything goes," he murmured.

Charles playfully lifted her black skirt, slipping his hand underneath and teasing, "Lily, it's not me who's eager; seems like you are."

Her cheeks flushed, but she offered no retort. Instead, she slid off the dining table, unbuckled Charles's belt, and lowered his trousers halfway, then slowly knelt down.

Her crimson lips enveloped the already erect form, moving back and forth, sending waves of tingling pleasure surging up to Charles's mind.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Charles gently patted Lily's head, then pressed her down onto the dining table...

Two hours later, it was midday. Lily walked back to her room, completely exhausted. She needed to sleep for a while, having been thoroughly worn out.

Meanwhile, Charles headed down to the underground garage and started up his red Triumph Bonneville. He aimlessly roamed around Lsengard, biding his time until it felt right. Then, he revved the engine, speeding out of Lsengard.

Behind him, someone quickly pulled out a mobile phone.

"Mr. Sly, Charles has left the city!"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!"