Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2130 Cuckold\

Chapter 2130  Cuckold

Ryu's voice came from nowhere, like a breeze blazing through the air, it suffocated what was left of the White Lion Young Heir's momentum. The words themselves, though, were capable of searing his mind shut. It had to be remembered that the White Lion Young Heir had made certain that the only two that could hear his voice were Matheus and his former lover. Ryu descended down from the skies indifferently, a raging tempest coming from his back. But this raging tempest had little to do with Ryu himself. Rather, it was a certain woman that was having a very hard time controlling her temper right now. The volatility of Tae's aura was enough to cause changes across this entire world. In terms of raw strength, the moment she stepped foot into this place she had become the apex predator. Unfortunately, when it came to situations like this one, just having strength wasn't enough. The chains that bound Matheus weren't normal chains. And after having so many decades to seep into his body, things had already reached the point where there was no going back… not with her level of skill. The only way that she could have hoped to change things was by destroying the chains, but as one might imagine, taking that step wasn't just a matter of whether or not she could succeed, it was also acknowledging the fact that should she take such a route, she would be leaving her cousin's life behind as well. The only path forward seemed, then, to catch the White Lion Heir and get information about how to undo these chains and change everything. Unfortunately, that wasn't possible either. Not because she wasn't strong enough to catch him, but rather because she wasn't in control of her emotions or strength enough to ensure that he didn't die during the process. In the end, she ended up standing there in silence, completely useless as she realized that she was someone who had all the power of the world at her fingertips, and yet a complete lack of ability to execute on that power. She could only helplessly stand there in the skies, realizing and understanding her inferiority in just split moments. It was when she was truly at the end of her rope that Ryu had suddenly stepped forward and spoken those words. She wanted to call out, she wanted to tell him to stop, to relax, that his antagonism would only make things worse, not better. And yet, she couldn't manage to bring herself to say such shameless words. Was she really worthy of telling Ryu how to and not to act when she had only just come into this power of hers? Although her scope of the world had expanded wildly as a result, she was still wholly inferior to the man before her… And somehow, she was able to accept that wholeheartedly. Or maybe… she didn't have a choice. A man who could bring her to this level of power with just a casual word was an existence that she couldn't fathom. What right did she have to feel pride in an achievement that she wouldn't have been able to accomplish in the first place if not for him? Yes, it was true that she had played a great role. But it was also true that this last step that she had already failed to take for so long in her life was a last step she would have probably been stuck on to her final dying breath without Ryu. The more she learned about the world, the wider her scope grew, the more shocking Ryu's feats became to her. On their way here, she wasn't just passively watching the scenery go by as she rode on Ryu's coattails. She had been observing, analyzing, building up a rolodex of thoughts and feelings that she would be able to use in the future. And it was precisely because of this that she realized the gap between herself and Ryu wasn't shortening at all. If anything… It was widening. "You… who are you?" the White Lion Heir growled. "Matheus. How'd you let such a loser put you in this sort of predicament?" Matheus looked toward Ryu with a ravenous gaze. He looked like the next neck he might want to take a bite out of was Ryu himself. However, Ryu knew that this was because the man had truly reached his breaking point. The fact that he had taken so long already was worthy of respect. Honestly speaking, even Ryu wasn't quite sure what he would do in this situation. Of course, he felt that it was only natural to avoid these sorts of things because… they would simply never happen because he would never be caught in the first place. Still, if he ignored this matter and just thought about the meat and bones of it all, the answer didn't come quite so steadily as one would have thought. Normally, Ryu would just outright dismiss the thought, but he was really questioning himself this time. In fact, the truth was that most of this was an act, and he had to admit that Matheus' woman was quite cunning. Ryu could see through the fact this woman was a virgin. How could she possibly be a virgin, though? The answer seemed to be that the Heir was just lying about everything. But then why the show? Why the pomp and circumstance? And if the woman was untouchable to the point that he couldn't even bed her after all these years, then why was it that the Heir was allowed to parade her around like this without a care for consequences? The truth of the matter was that it wasn't a lie. At least to the White Lion Heir, he thought he had truly done all of those things. And judging by Matheus' reaction, he too seemed to believe them. So how? The answer was obvious. Wasn't this a world of Necromancers? Not only was the White Lion Heir a cuck, he was a fool that had been fucking a corpse all the while without even knowing it. Then he actually let his trusted confidants go and do the same. It was funny beyond compare and something that Ryu could hardly hold back on laughing about as well. But the reason he didn't was because… Matheus was broken, and Ryu didn't want to see this. The ideal situation would be if Matheus could rise out of this shadow all on his own. But that was still much more easily said than done. Obviously, Ryu was quite fond of Matheus' Dao Heart and was also eyeing him to become a Summon. Was it a bit odd to have his wife's family member as a Summon? Sure… probably. But he didn't really care. Plus, to him, a Summon was more akin to a subordinate than a corpse puppet ever would be. He was essentially building up his own Sect now. It was just that those Sect Members didn't have voluntary submission… there was only one rule of law they abided by, and that was Ryu's whims. But these whims were more difficult to satiate than one might otherwise hope. And now he was eyeing another project… it was just that this project might be beyond salvaging. Ryu couldn't just tell Matheus that his wife was untainted. It would obviously be ideal if Matheus thought it was the truth and still managed to push past it. But Matheus had already done exactly that so many times now. Eventually, there would come a point where a man reached his very limits and there just wasn't a chance to return. And it seemed that Matheus had reached precisely this point. There was simply no going back. However… Ryu believed. So he spoke out these words. He didn't say anything else. Even when the White Lion Heir leered at Ryu, a smoking tempest hiding in his gaze, Ryu ignored him, just looking at Matheus. The cries of Matheus' woman began to echo, softly and silently. But Ryu didn't allow him to hear them either. She softly covered her mouth, her choked sobs pulling at the heartstrings of all those that saw her. Matheus' mind was nothing more than a storm-fueled mess. None of his thoughts ran smoothly and everything he did seemed to corner him further. He had had enough. He had had enough. '… Cuckold…' The word echoed in his head again and again, but it was hard to tell if he was saying them toward himself or the Heir. The fact that the word applied to them both struck to the very core of his soul. '… Us both…?' Finally, of his own volition, Matheus looked toward his fiancée, his wife, the love of his life, the woman he should have already given everything to, but he had been far too busy chasing the shadow of the man that had suddenly appeared before him now while he was at the lowest of his lows. Her heartbroken expression shook him to his very core. He couldn't hear her sobs as though they had faded away, erased from his senses. 'I have her heart…' This single line echoed moments afterward, a beautiful cascade of realizations hitting Matheus all at once. Wasn't the only reason the Heir had to go so far to begin with because he couldn't win his wife's heart? Wasn't that what triggered all of this to begin with? Wasn't it the dividing line that allowed him to hold on until now? She, too, had held on until now for the sake of a fleeting hope that he might one day be able to live and escape… How could he let her down?