Retaliation of Disabled Girls
Chapter 51 POV Iris Arrival Eric

I was inserting roots, leaves and some animal bodies into the experiment tube. I process everything with magic. Then be a purple-colored herb. This is the strength-boosting potion that big brother asks for every day. This potion is for next week. He asked me to make potions like this every day, ever since I had a bad dream. He said he wanted to protect everything by becoming stronger. 

My brother went out. I don't know where I don't know. He's been busy these days looking for Derek Rockyard, the wanted killer and the man who hurt Sister Diana. My brother's aura has become even more sinister since Sister Diana came here bleeding. It was as if he was going to kill Derek, but I supported my brother. A killer like Derek doesn't deserve to live. 

"Get out you Skyrise!"

I gasped at the screams of people outside. Who her? Why look for my brother? Or even myself?

"out! Or I'll destroy this place!" yelled that guy again. 

Destroying my residence? No, this is my place of memories with my father, mother and sister. I won't let that guy do anything.

I took a potion that could create fire and melt everything. I just want to be on guard when that presumptuous person tries to hurt me.

I stomped my feet immediately to meet the man. I reached the middle room looking at the person who was screaming earlier. I blinked my eyes repeatedly and rubbed them to make sure my vision was correct. The king looked at me with a bang. What's the king here for?

He immediately approached me, grabbed my hand and pushed me against the wall. "Where's your brother?" 

I saw his angry eyes, but I was not afraid. "He's gone."

"Where?" His voice kept rising. His grip is getting stronger.

I grimaced in pain. "I don't know." I should have spoken formally with the King, but his current attitude does not deserve to be called King.

"Reply answer! or I'll burn this house down!" His screams are getting louder.

"I really don't know. Maybe find Derek or where." My voice is rising.

"Damn!" 

He took my hand off violently. Then make a very big fireball. My eyes wide. I held her hand to stop her.

"What are you doing?"

"I will burn this place down and make it suffer!" He held my hand.

I immediately clutched his hand again. "Are you crazy? Is it my brother's fault that you want to burn down my residence?" I started screaming.

That girl? He's talking about Diana's sister. Diana's sister loves me My sister, I expected it. It's just that my brother was too stupid to realize it.

Although I feel pity I did not let go of the King's hand. He's not thinking straight. 

"People's feelings are not to blame!"

"I knew him first. I always loved her. I wanted to be with him but why did he never see me? Why?" his voice is getting louder.

The King's tears started to flow down his cheeks. It's the same as in the park. I was confused how to comfort him. Should ihavele? He was intent on destroying my home. However, this man looked pitiful.

I hugged him and patted his back. He was still crying hard. The heartache of love clapping one hand, I have never felt. However, it must have been painful until the King continued to cry and get angry. 

"One day you will find someone who loves you" I said trying to calm him down.

"I just need Diana, not someone else." He still insisted on having Sister Diana.

I took off my embrace. This person did not know someone's good intentions. I tried to comfort him but he was. Ah already. "Many people approach you but you do not respond. Now when rejected instead whine like a child. What would be the fate of this country if the King were like this?" My anger is out of control. The words that were in my mind went all out without being filtered. This was presumptuous, but this person was also presumptuous. I just returned it.

"What the hell is"

I interrupted him, "Go! Don't come here again!"

I'm driving him from here. Her tears stopped at once due to confusion. He could say absolutely nothing. I pushed him to the horse-drawn carriage. I closed the door hard. Then asked the coachman to take the horse carriage. The coachman was about to refute but I stared at him sharply to the point of fright. I drop the potion until I make a hole in the chair next to it. The train began to disappear from before me.

My feet feel weak. I've gone mad. How'this? Will I be hanged? Beheaded? Or tortured to death?

My brother owes me. He has to protect me. I risked my life to guard this residence. 

However, while waiting until night my brother did not come. Bad thoughts began to get into me. What if on the way he met the King? Did the King torture him? Or even kill him? It's critical. So critical.

I kept waiting for my brother at the gate of my residence, unable to sleep. Then the next day he came smiling with Sister Diana, not knowing my sacrifice yesterday.