Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2154 Orlaith's Alliance

After the man heard Orlaith speak, the initially expressionless man finally showed a hint of something

close to mockery on his face.

''Oh? Little girl, I really want to know, how you would make someone like me, Martin Newmont, be

backed into a corner?''

Martin Newmont? The King of Rivenia?

When she heard the man's identity, Orlaith's eyes lost any hint of spark as her face turned pale in

abject despair.

Everyone in the maritime industry had heard of the famous saying, 'Martin Newmont always has the

final say regarding anything concerning Rivenia'.

The proverbial Martin Newmont not only had unfathomable skills, but he also possessed an enormous

and astonishing maritime power.

There were hundreds of cruise ships, many of which were actually hosting gambling dens and black

markets.

His fleets of ships had taken over more than half the sea's waterways in the world. Coupled with his

huge fishing fleets, there were thousands of ships that were under his name.

He also had ownership of dozens of islands.

And after all these years of development, Martin's influence had even spread far into the east.

Orlaith felt as though she had stepped one foot inside the coffin of her own volition and finally

understood her situation. She was about to die.

''Lord Martin, please forgive me. Please have mercy.''

As she cried out in anguish, she stretched out her bloody left hand and begged for her life pitifully.

Just as the words left her mouth, Martin, who was about to end her pathetic little life, stopped.

He had killed countless people, but this was the first time he had seen a Baeddan family member

begging for mercy.

Didn't their family claim that they were made of iron and would never kneel before anyone? That they

rather commit suicide rather than beg for mercy?

Could it be that he had stumbled across one of their rare lily-livered weaklings?

At that thought, Martin reigned in his murderous aura.

Paramedics were immediately called to the scene.

Orlaith drank an elixir, and her wounds immediately healed.

Her pallid face gradually had a splash of color.

''Fine, since you have pleaded for your life, I'll spare you just this once. However, I hope that you'll be a

worthy investment. I don't like wasting my efforts on useless nobodies.'' Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though Martin's voice was completely calm and dispassionate, it carried a strong killing intent.

If the woman's answer dissatisfied him, she would die on the spot.

Orlaith understood the entire situation well enough.

When she thought of the entire incident and how it all started… If it weren't for Matthew, she wouldn't

have gone to the capital city, let alone be in such a state.

Thus, it was with great resentment that she spat, ''Lord Martin, if you would lend me your aid to get rid

of one person, I, Orlaith Baeddan, would do everything in my power to support you in any ventures you

have in mind from now on. I will swear my undying loyalty to you, and only you, Lord Martin.''

''Who?''

''The Southern King, Matthew Larson!'' She hissed out his name through gritted teeth.

Perhaps she was driven mainly by her fear of the powerful, so all she could do was resent Matthew.

It was then Martin finally showed a hint of emotion on his face.

Frankly, he didn't really care about the life and death of the girl, and it definitely didn't matter whether

she hailed from the Baeddan Family or the Crayton Family.

They were on the high seas, so no one would know even if she died in his hands.

Plus, he felt even more contemptuous when he heard her mention the Baeddan Family earlier.

He, Martin Newmont, had also participated in that incident.

So, that family wasn't powerful enough to make the King of the Rivenia fearful.

Yet, when Orlaith Baeddan expressed her willingness to follow him to the ends of the Earth, Martin

suddenly had a splendid idea in mind.

''Sure!''

Orlaith was actually of no use to him. Content of Draмąոovels.com

Any one of his subordinates from the Martial League was far more competent than she was—and

definitely far braver than her.

The only thing that Martin was interested in was the gang under the Baeddans' payroll.

Of course, she would be nothing but a dispensable pawn, easily eliminated once she had lived past her

expiration date.

If she couldn't complete his requests to his satisfaction… Well, his 'sharks' in the East had been hungry

for a while.

This woman was youthful and beautiful, which would be a great snack for his 'sharks.'