Nobilis of War novel Chapter 276

The Water Kylin's head was limping down. The pair of eyes that stared at Darren were heaving hot glares, and steamy breaths escaped from his nostrils. Obviously, the creature refused to bend a knee to Darren.

"Beat him!" Seeing the Water Kylin's act of refusal, Darren gave Finley his command.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With swift and articulate moves, Finley kicked the Water Kylin hard, and the creature was rolling like an airless ball in no time.

"Do you want to give your loyalty to me or be mistreated by me? Choose your fate. The former one or the latter? I'm giving you the last chance!" Darren's cold voice erupted again.

The Water Kylin remained to lie on his stomach, shedding blood all over. It looked as if the Water Kylin was dead.

"I know you are playing dead!" This time, Darren walked to where the Water Kylin was lying and stabbed his leg with his sword. The sword intent inflicted great pain in the Water Kylin's meridians, and it made the creature roll frantically.

Roar!

A loud sound cluttered as the Water Kylin bellowed in great pain.

"You are mean! You are as feeble as an ant. You don't deserve my loyalty!" The voice that came out the Water Kylin's mouth was weak, but he managed to be arrogant.

"Ha, ha! So you actually can speak!" Though he couldn't understand why, Darren had a strange feeling about the Water Kylin. He knew that a demonic monster at high levels usually could speak, but why this ancient legendary beast kept his silence?

"Don't speak too much. You wanted to kill Darren before, right? Now you are beaten by me like a dead dog. Where do you pull the strength to call us ants? You wish that we could have killed you, right?" Finley snarled and kicked the Water Kylin again—much harder this time.

"Haarooo..." Seeing that Finley was rushing to attack him, the Water Kylin shook his broken body in fear and shouted, "You are strong! I meant him, that weak lad! He is an ant. He could have died a miserable death thousands of times if not because of you. You are such a handsome cultivator to help him."

"Pfft!"

Hearing that, Darren laughed loudly. The Water Kylin was sucking Finley up.

"Humph! You are almost telling the truth." Flattered by the ancient legendary beast, Finley was as exuberant as he could be.

"Good creature! Does that mean that you will give me your loyalty if I defeat you?" with furrowed brows, Darren asked calmly.

"Of course not! How can I, an ancient legendary beast, give my loyalty to a mean guy like you? I'd rather die than do that!" shifting his gaze away from Darren, the Water Kylin said with disdain.

"Okay. Now that you still have your pride, I will not force you to give your loyalty to me. Finley, kill the beast and make some soup for us." After ordering Finley, Darren turned around and was about to leave.

"I got it." As a sheepish smile drawn in his face, Finley was excited to kill the beast. He had always wanted to kill the Water Kylin and make soup with his meat. So he walked to the Water Kylin and said, "Although your words sound right for me, I still cannot let you go as my words don't count here. One thing you can trust about me is that I am good at cooking. I sure would make a delicious soup with your meat."

"Wait!" Hearing Darren's words, the Water Kylin trembled in fear, knowing that he was serious. As he forced himself to straighten up, the beast let out a sudden roar. Jolts of pain seared through his beaten body as he struggled to maintain his balance.

"Well. You seem to have the real pride to challenge me into a fight even in the last second. I understand you want to die with dignity, won't you?" Though he showed no pity for the beast, Finley spoke highly of the Water Kylin, complimenting him.

While walking away in the opposite direction, Darren pursed his lips to give a weird smile. He was expecting something explosive to happen.

"Humph! I, the grand warrior, am noble enough to save my pride. However..." The Water Kylin held his head up high, but his body started to shrink until he looked like the size of an ordinary dog.

"Shit! Are you doing this so that we don't get enough meat from you?" Finley said with great pity on his face as he looked down at the beast. The Water Kylin shrank a thousand times smaller than his original size. The big delicious meat he could have been was now gone.

Whoosh!

The next second, the Water Kylin flashed and came in front of Darren. With his head bowed low, he whispered, "Master, after serious considerations, I am willing to give my loyalty to you. I will do anything you ask me to, no matter what it takes!" After pledging his loyalty, the Water Kylin got down on his knees and looked at Darren with the utmost respect.

A triumphant smile etched on Darren's face. When the Water Kylin suck up Finley earlier, Darren sensed that the so-called ancient legendary beast was a silly one. He was afraid of death. That was the reason Darren asked Finley to kill the Water Kylin right at that instant. Darren had expected that he would yield and gave his loyalty willingly.

"Well? Didn't you say you look down on me? Didn't you say that only if I defeat you, then you would give your loyalty to me? I wasn't able to defeat you yet, and I don't want to try either. I still want you to die. Finley, kill him," mockingly, Darren said while shaking his head.

"No, master!" The Water Kylin's voice seemed to be young and quivered as he protested. "I was too blind to see your identity. Even that young toyboy is your servant; it is an honor that I can give my loyalty to you. Please let me be your servant, too," the beast continued.

With those words coming out of the Water Kylin's mouth, Finley was embarrassed. He got angry, feeling humiliated by the beast that he had just beaten.