As Kiba finished whispering confidential details, the jaws of everyone in the room dropped. They silently eyed Kurtis and saw smoke escaping his ears.
"This is bad."
Lord Harley’s eyes narrowed.
Meanwhile, Kiba ’misunderstood’ the bright red complexion of Kurtis. To assure Kurtis there was no need to be embarrassed or thankful, Kiba said, "As a doctor, it is my duty to help. So please, don’t feel that you owe me a favor."
"Owe you?!"
Kurtis couldn’t believe the words he was hearing. They were beyond his capacity to handle, and his body started shaking in anger.
His anger, in turn, stirred the natural laws, causing the air to transform into a blazing firestorm. The firestorm consumed the container in his hand, which also destroyed the priceless Rank VIII pill inside.
But he didn’t care. He wasn’t some impotent bastard that needs the help of this pill, no matter how precious!
He was a pure-blood aristocrat! And those who slander him, only death by fire awaited them.
The firestorm whipped at Kiba, but it failed to touch him as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.
"Why would you destroy the cure?" Kiba asked with a confused expression. "Didn’t I say that there’s no need to be embarrassed just because you suffer from erectile dysfunction?"
Kurtis’ breath paused while the room turned pin-drop silence.
But it was only for a moment.
"You..."
Like the proverbial dragon whose reverse scale was touched, Kurtis pounced on Kiba. His fingers turned into blazing claws, and they reached to strangle Kiba.
"I will kill you!"
Kurtis’ claws tightened around Kiba’s neck.
He was acting at the speed of light and felt there was no escape for Kiba. But then Kiba shocked him.
Kiba’s body blurred, and he moved to the side, leaving behind streaks of lightning. The claws passed through the fading lightning.
While Kurtis was shocked, he was an Alpha with plenty of battle experience. Rage and rashness couldn’t overpower his abilities.
So when Kiba moved to the side, Kurtis turned to face him at almost the same instant.
Sadly, it was a move he would come to regret till the end of his life.
Because at the same exact moment, he was greeted with a face kick!
Bam!
The back of Kiba’s boot kissed him on the lips and pretty much the rest of the face.
"Oops!"
Kiba lowered his leg.
"I was aiming for your head, but you turned around, so..."
Kurtis was pushed back at high speed, with a dark footprint on his face.
He wasn’t injured thanks to his divine strength, but with the footprint on his face, he might as well have been injured seriously.
He had lived a proud life. No one has ever slapped him!
But now he got kicked in the face!
That too with a boot!
It was the second biggest humiliation he ever got. The first was naturally that bastard of Rebecca’s.
"I will kill you!" Kurtis shouted and charged at Kiba.
"You said that before as well," Kiba remarked as the cosmic hammer appeared in his hand. "It seems the dysfunction problem isn’t restricted to your little head alone!"
Kurtis’ eyes erupted with blood threads.
Every sentence from Kiba’s mouth was more venomous than the last. It was turning him insane.
He gnashed his teeth and stretched his hand out. Droplets of blood burst out and caught fire, instantly turning into a bloody arc of fire.
A terrifying amount of heat emerged, scorching the statues holding the ceiling and melting the space.
In the distance, Xalion inhaled a deep breath.
"Blood Fire! Is he insane?!"
Fire created by sacrificing blood vitality was often the last resort, a trump card. It wasn’t something one used from the start!
But Kurtis had lost all rationality. Appearing before Kiba, he grabbed the arc and hurled it out.
As it moved, it split the melted space, causing rifts to emerge. The arc was about to hit Kiba’s face, but his reflexes were strong, and he ducked by squatting down.
A few strands of his hair were scorched by the passing arc. This was not even close to the impact Kurtis desired.
"Damn!"
Kurtis’ expression was ugly, but then it went unsightly as he saw what the squatting down Kiba was doing.
Kiba was smashing the hammer at him!
But that wasn’t what made Kurtis’ expression unsightly.
It was the realization of where the hammer would hit due to Kiba squatting down.
His crotch!
He might not have erectile dysfunction, but if the hammer full of sharp thorns hit him, his fate would be far worse than that.
Even without the hammer hitting him, his body turned numb, and he felt balls-wracking pain.
"That’s enough."
As the hammer was about to strike, Lord Harley appeared. He placed his hand on the head of the hammer.
Kiba’s eyebrows creased. The hammer was stopped, and it started turning red from heat.
Kurtis’ face brightened from relief. He was saved!
"Enough?" Kiba straightened up and looked at Lord Harley. "Not even close."
Lord Harley’s wrinkled face broke into a smile. He didn’t remove his hand from the hammer and continued to infuse heat into it.
"My friend, you already know flame wielders are prone to rashness," Lord Harley said politely. "So please don’t hold a grudge against Kurtis."
"Of course," Kiba’s lips curved up. "In fact, I was about to inject him with a cure for rashness, but then you intervened."
"Inject cure?"
Xalion and Flame King eyed the thorns protruding from the hammer and then their crotches.
It was the crotch where testosterone – the hormone responsible for men’s impudent behavior - was created.
A chill ran down their spines as they imagined the effect it would have if they were "injected" with the cure.
"Ah! As expected from a great doctor, you have unique methods to cure problems," Lord Harley’s smile blossomed.
"Thank you," Kiba lowered his gaze and brought it on his hammer. "And since you understand, can you free my cure?"
"I’m afraid not," Lord Harley replied. "The cure might be worse than the disease."
"But I’m the doctor," Kiba stressed. "And I know the best for my patients."