269: HEART WRENCHING CRIES

HEART WRENCHING CRIES

"Prince Alan, please, calm your anger…" Corry pleaded with Alan, as he looked so afraid to see how he smashed everything that he could reach and literally destroyed his own bedroom out of anger. 0

Not only he couldn't get what he wanted and humiliated Ethan, in extent to insult Cane, but it was him, who was being dishonored in front of so many people.

Didn't stop to that, his father reproached him harshly for how stupid he handled the situation. If it was not for his mother, he would have been punished severely for not meeting his father's expectation again.

And now almost all the people in the court with higher rank looked at him as if he was a scourge in the eyes.

"How dare they looked at me like that!" Alan smashed another statue, which shattered to the floor once it hit the wall. "I am the crown prince of this kingdom! How dare they looked down on me?!"

"Please… calm your anger, prince Alan. We will find a way to make the alpha paid for all of this." Corry tried to assuage him, but the crown prince was too pissed to listen to him.

"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" This time, Alan attacked Corry, as his claws emerged and left four glaring wounds across Corry's face, which made the old advisor crumpled to the floor, crying in pain, as blood oozed out from his wounds.

With such wounds, he would heal within a few minutes, but of course, he would be in agony.

Two warriors approached him and tried to help him to stand up and lead him out of the room, or else, they were afraid the crown prince would be too driven by his impulse and mauled this old man right there and then.

They were very familiar with his trait, after all this was not the first time something like this had happened. The best thing was to let him to do whatever he wanted.

"Where is that boy?! Where is he?!" he shouted to the door, where the warrior took out Corry.

"Someone will bring him here, they must be on the way," one of the warriors replied politely to Alan, while the crown prince threw profanities at him, but he didn't even flinch when Alan threw a small size box toward him and let the wooden box hit his head.

Not long after that, someone came with a little boy in his tow. This poor little boy had his head covered in sack to hide his face from other people. Both of his hands and legs were tied, as he sat down inside a small cage that didn't allow him to do anything, but to sit there silently.

Seeing this, Alan's eyes lit up with malice. His anger shifted into something vicious once he saw this creature.

"Open the cage!" he ordered the warrior, as the other warrior closed the door of the bedroom, because they knew soon after this, the room would be filled with the sound of that poor little boy's cry.

When the cage was opened and the sack was pulled over his head, a scared little boy stared at Alan. His whole body was trembling, because he knew what was waiting for him was only pain.

His grey eyes filled with dread and he kept shaking his head. His white hair looked messy and it was already long that it passed his shoulder, making him looked so feminine and fragile, as his body was only bone and skin. He was seven years old child, but he looked like four at this condition. He was extremely underweight and his body full with scars because of the torture that he received.

The little boy cried his eyes out and at the same time, his tears turned into diamond.

Yes, he was the diamond white tiger, the creature that Alan had bought for fifty thousand gold in the auction market. He was the last of his kind.

The boy couldn't plea, because his mouth was stuffed with a piece of clothes and a rope tied up to make sure he wouldn't spit it out.

But, even when he was not able to say anything, you would understand that he begged for Alan not to hurt him, as he kept wriggled his body to move away from him. He was so scared.

The royal warrior, who had brought him in glanced at him and took a pity at the poor creature. Even the battle hardened warrior like him still had a heart for the little boy, how could someone like Alan was smiling to see the horror in his beautiful grey eyes? His heart must be harder than stone.

"Good, keep crying. Keep crying," Alan cooed, as he crept closer toward the boy.

Because his arms and legs were tied, it was hard for him to move, thus he could only wriggle his body, while crying helplessly.

His tears turned into diamond and the small size of diamond scattered all over the floor right now.

Someone like Alan would easily buy such thing, but to see a miracle before his eyes and how this boy's tears could turn into something valuable was satisfying, especially with the method. Alan liked the method to get the diamond the most.

"Cry harder! I want to see how big of diamond that you can produce!" Alan grabbed his left leg and gripped it so hard, until you could hear the crack of his tender bone.

The boy screamed in agony, the sound of it was heart wrenching, even the royal warrior, who was standing not so far from them had his brows furrowed. The sight was disturbing even for him.

As a warrior, he used to fight a hard battle and kill his enemy without mercy, but not even once, he tortured a helpless child.

He wanted to step up, but he knew it would only aggravate the already bad mood crown prince and he could lose his head as well to interfere.

Alan broke the little boy's left leg.

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