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Chapter 22 - 4.5 : Law Without Justice · Oct 31, 2026

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1 Chapter 1.1 : What Has He Returned As? 2026-10-31
2 Chapter 2 - 1.2 : A House Without Hugs 2026-10-31
3 Chapter 3 - 1.3 : First Problem 2026-10-31
4 Chapter 4 - 1.4 : The Invisible Wounds 2026-10-31
5 Chapter 5 - 1.5 : The Dinner and the Decision 2026-10-31
6 Chapter 6 - 1.6 : The Small Building and The Big Beginning 2026-10-31
7 Chapter 7 - 2.1 : A Morning That Shouldn’t Have Started So Early 2026-10-31
8 Chapter 8 - 2.2 : The Shadow and the School 2026-10-31
9 Chapter 9 - 2.3 : A Smelly Afternoon 2026-10-31
10 Chapter 10 - 2.4 : Death Dinner 2026-10-31
11 Chapter 11 - 2.5 : Engagement and Midnight Mission 2026-10-31
12 Chapter 12 - 3.1: Blood-Slap 2026-10-31
13 Chapter 13 - 3.2 : Shadow Escape 2026-10-31
14 Chapter 14 - 3.3 : Orphanage and the Wooden Doll 2026-10-31
15 Chapter 15 - 3.4 : The Returned Child 2026-10-31
16 Chapter 16 - 3.5 : The Awakening of Killing Intent 2026-10-31
17 Chapter 17 - 3.6 : The Beginning of the Game 2026-10-31
18 Chapter 18 - 4.1 : A Month in the Shadows 2026-10-31
19 Chapter 19 - 4.2 : The Unwelcoming Dining Table 2026-10-31
20 Chapter 20 - 4.3 : The Queen Makes Her Move 2026-10-31
21 Chapter 21 - 4.4 : The Unspoken Aura 2026-10-31
22 Chapter 22 - 4.5 : Law Without Justice 2026-10-31
23 Chapter 23 - 5.1 : Reflections and Strange Surveillance 2026-10-31
24 Chapter 24 - 5.2 : School Festival and Unseen Wounds 2026-10-31
25 Chapter 25 - 5.3 : The Unwanted Name 2026-10-31
26 Chapter 26 - 5.4 : A Fly That Pollutes the Sky 2026-10-31
27 Chapter 27 - 5.5 : Whose Servant’s Son? 2026-10-31
28 Chapter 28 - 5.6 : The Young Fighter and the Dark Energy 2026-10-31
29 Chapter 29 - 6.1 : The Hidden World 2026-10-31
30 Chapter 30 - 6.2 : The Visible Scandal 2026-10-31
31 Chapter 31 - 6.3 : The Market and The Shadow Threat 2026-10-31
32 Chapter 32 - 6.4 : The Teacher Who Defeated The Curse 2026-10-31
33 Chapter 33 - 6.5 : Hair and Fear 2026-10-31
34 Chapter 34 - 6.6 : Your Status Isn’t Higher 2026-10-31
35 Chapter 35 - 6.7 : Miss Aiza 2026-10-31
36 Chapter 36 - 6.8 : The Broken Engagement 2026-10-31
37 Chapter 37 - 6.9 : A Night Unlike Any Other 2026-10-31
38 Chapter 38 - 6.10 : A Night to Remember 2026-10-31
39 Chapter 39 - 7.1 : An Unforgettable Place 2026-10-31
40 Chapter 40 - 7.2 : The Silent Flame 2026-10-31
41 Chapter 41 - 7.3 : Display and Exhibition 2026-10-31
42 Chapter 42 - 7.4 : The Unusual Banquet Night 2026-10-31
43 Chapter 43 - 7.5 : The Goddess Who Stole the Night 2026-10-31
44 Chapter 44 - 7.6 : After the Spotlight Fades 2026-10-31
45 Chapter 45 - 7.7 : A Warm Yet Cold Morning 2026-10-31
46 Chapter 46 - 7.8 : When the Spotlight Becomes a Target 2026-10-31
47 Chapter 47 - 7.9 : Date Schedule and a Dark Aura 2026-10-31
48 Chapter 48 - 7.10 : Another Side Behind the Darkness 2026-10-31
49 Chapter 49 - 8.1 : Shadows Before the Storm 2026-10-31
50 Chapter 50 - 8.2 : Ritual in the Shadows 2026-10-31

Chapter 22: Chapter 4.5 : Law Without Justice

Outside, the moon had begun to rise.

But that night... the atmosphere was anything but calm.

Not because of the weather—

But because malicious intentions had begun to move.

And the sleeping monster... was slowly opening its eyes.

A servant’s footsteps echoed as she knocked on the small door of the back building.

”Young Master... you’re summoned to the family lounge. Immediately.”

Al sighed and put down his phone. Deep inside, he already knew.

I guess... I’ve been framed again.

---

Al arrived at the Virellano Family Main Lounge.

All the family members were already seated.

Sarah and Vianna looked pleased.

David kept a neutral expression, though his sense of victory was obvious.

Nayala sat not far from Lysha, who looked lost and confused, her face downcast as if playing the victim.

Sandra looked hesitant. Edward, as usual, cold and untouchable.

The moment Al stepped in, Sarah’s sharp voice rang out.

”Who do you think you are, approaching Nayala like that!?”

Vianna followed up, ”Shameless brat! Disgraceful!”

David spoke in a low tone, ”You may be a biological son, but even so... it’s disgusting if you actually did something like that.”

Al said nothing. He simply stood there, calm eyes unwavering.

”What’s going on, Father, Mother?” he asked, directing his question to Edward and Sandra.

”Al, I’m really tired of your behavior,” his father replied. ”It’s only been a month since you were punished for harassing a maid, and now you do it again... to Nayala. What’s wrong with you?”

Just as I thought. I’ve been framed again.

And everyone believes it without question. No evidence. No investigation. But I guess... this family never cared about truth anyway, Al thought.

”I’m sorry, Father, but I’m not even interested in her. How could I possibly—”

”Al...” Sandra cut in softly, ”If that’s true, then why is Nayala like this? Why is she scared? Why did she accuse you?”

Al looked down slightly.

”But I...”

”Enough. I’m tired,” Edward interrupted. ”Harun, call Dedy.” He raised his hand.

”Yes, Sir.”

Al chose to stay silent, knowing full well that no matter what he said or what proof he could offer, no one would take his side.

Wasting time on this drama was pointless.

Not long after, from the back of the room, a large figure entered.

Dedy.

The legendary bodyguard who once mentored Vianna in martial arts.

Built like a living wall, his face stern but never arrogant. His steps were heavy but measured.

”Punish him according to the discipline protocol,” Edward ordered.

”Understood, Sir.”

---

In a small training hall at the back, Al stood in the center.

No protection. Just a t-shirt and loose pants.

Dedy stood before him, assuming his stance.

Al deactivated his passive magic barrier. He didn’t want to reveal his strength. And he didn’t want to hurt anyone.

He knew his barrier could easily injure someone far weaker.

And he knew Dedy was just doing his duty. That alone made Al unwilling to let him get hurt just for following orders.

He’s only following commands. I hope he doesn’t get hurt, Al thought.

Dedy struck.

A punch to the gut. Fast. Powerful. Precise.

But the impact... wasn’t like hitting flesh.

THUD!

Dedy’s expression tensed. His hand trembled.

A small tear in the skin. Deep.

Muscle strain.

Even without Al activating a magic barrier, Dedy still got hurt.

What is this...? Dedy thought, alarmed.

But he said nothing. His pride wouldn’t allow it.

Al was thrown back—not because of the hit, but because he made it seem so.

He spat out blood—fake blood, created using illusion technique.

He rolled and lay still.

Everyone looked satisfied.

”Let that be a lesson to you,” Vianna said coldly.

Sarah smirked. ”Don’t act like you own the world, Al.”

And with that, the session ended. Everyone dispersed.

---

Moments later...

Al walked out of the hall, his breath steady.

In the corridor behind, Dedy was sitting down, icing his hand.

They met eyes.

Al didn’t speak.

He just stared.

And in an instant—

A terrifying aura surged.

Like an illusion, Dedy saw Al’s figure grow... into a towering shadow.

Eyes glowing red.

And a voiceless whisper echoed in his mind.

”You’re not my enemy.

Don’t speak of what happened tonight.

Because if I can make you tremble... without touching you...

I can also erase you... without a sound.”

Dedy froze.

His breath caught.

But when he blinked, everything was back to normal.

Al stared at him... calm.

Then, he reached out and touched his hand.

In that instant, the muscle tears and internal bruises vanished.

Dedy touched his healed hand in shock.

He knew this was high-level healing magic.

”You... who are you really?”

Al simply patted his shoulder.

”Don’t worry about it. As long as you don’t talk, you’ll be fine.

I’m not a threat to this family. So relax.”

And with that, he walked away without another word.

Dedy remained still.

His eyes blank.

His body still trembling.

Not from fear—

But from awe.

Awe for the boy who was supposed to be weak...

But who could easily crush this entire estate if he wanted to.

”Virellano family...

You’re all... truly blind.”

---

Meanwhile, in the main living room...

David lounged on the luxurious sofa. Nayala sat beside him, resting her head on his shoulder.

”See? Just one hit and he was down like a rat,” David said with a smug grin.

Nayala gave a faint smile, her eyes glancing at the door the servants had just closed.

”I thought he’d be a little... more daring. But turns out, he’s still just a weak orphan boy.”

They chuckled softly.

”Hehehehe.”

---

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