Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 174

He barged in however he pleased, struck however he pleased, and even severed heads however he pleased—yet wore the face of someone who’d been scammed into buying a defective item, as if he’d just discovered a flaw in something he’d eagerly anticipated.

Tulla’s lips trembled violently as he desperately tried to move his body. When he consciously attempted to move, his disoriented body crawled clumsily in the wrong direction.

Girgol made a disgusted “eww” face, placed Tulla’s head on his knee, leaned his arm over it, and muttered,

“You keep getting better and better at scheming, don’t you?”

Though it wasn’t clear exactly whom he was referring to, it seemed to point toward those people Tulla himself had once hailed as “Lord.”

Hearing this, Tulla’s fear gave way to a surge of fury toward Fox Mask, Rabbit Mask, and the rest of that underground-castle gang.

If he truly had been the Lord, he might have accepted this situation as somewhat justified—after all, they’d been enemies for generations since his previous life.

But now that he knew he wasn’t the Lord at all, everything felt far more horrifying than before. Even when he’d thought he was the Lord, he couldn’t comprehend why those traitors would chase and kill a reincarnated Lord. And now—it turned out he wasn’t even the Lord!

That meant he’d been hunted relentlessly by this mad vampire for absolutely no reason at all! Hunted, forced into hiding—and now his head was being used like a damn cushion!

“Fox Mask…!”

Tulla ground his teeth. He’d previously believed Fox Mask had mistaken him for the Lord due to a simple “mistake.”

But now, after hearing Girgol’s words, it seemed highly likely there had been no mistake at all. Clearly, Fox Mask had deliberately set him up as a shield to protect the real Lord from this insane vampire—

like a decoy general or a fake king used on a battlefield to draw enemy attention.

His pride was utterly crushed into a pulverized mess, like kneaded flour dough. He was so furious that tears welled in the corners of his eyes. How dare they toy with someone like this… like this!

Had they perhaps even resurrected him as part of this scheme? Tulla bit down hard on his lips.

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