Chapter 150: A Punch That Shook the Casino
A Punch That Shook the Casino
The protective aura inside Julian D’Aurelius’s body shattered completely.
The energy of the Undestroyable Barrier Skill finally dissipated.
Gone.
The invisible shield that had protected him for so long vanished like smoke.
For a split second, the entire world felt strangely quiet.
Lucas’s attack had pushed him to the absolute brink of death.
Yet in that critical moment—
A sudden flash of clarity burst through Julian’s mind.
Like lightning splitting the sky.
He finally understood the true meaning of the system skill.
Chaotic Punch.
The system description had been simple.
Too simple.
The damage depends on the words shouted during the strike.
At first he thought it was nonsense.
But now—
He realized the real trick.
It depends on the line.
A ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.
What kind of line can deal critical damage?
Isn’t it obvious?
Without hesitation, Julian stepped forward and threw another punch.
And he shouted loudly—
"Putting aside the facts, are men really never at fault?!"
The moment the words left his mouth—
The punch landed.
Lucas didn’t even bother dodging.
He simply stood there sneering.
In his eyes, Julian was already finished.
"So what if I let you hit me once?"
His voice carried absolute disdain.
"Little trash."
But the moment Julian’s fist connected—
Lucas’s expression changed.
Then—
His body was blasted backward.
BOOM.
He flew ten meters through the air.
His body smashed violently through two gambling tables, wooden fragments exploding everywhere.
The entire casino shook.
Lucas crashed onto the floor.
For a moment, he couldn’t even breathe.
Then—
"Cough—!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bright red.
His eyes widened with terror.
His chest burned with unbearable pain.
What...
What kind of punch was that?
His internal energy had been thrown into chaos.
The flow of his power was completely disrupted.
That punch carried at least thirty years of force.
If not for the inner armor hidden beneath his clothes—
That blow would have killed him instantly.
Lucas slowly struggled to sit up.
Fear finally appeared in his eyes.
He stared at Julian like he was looking at a monster.
Meanwhile—
The surrounding casino thugs were completely dumbfounded.
Moments ago they had been shouting happily.
Now they looked like statues.
Someone punched Young Master Lucas away like that?
What kind of monster was this man?
The thugs who had planned to attack Julian earlier suddenly felt their legs trembling.
Cold sweat dripped down their backs.
This is not someone we can fight.
At that moment—
The sound of rapid footsteps echoed from outside.
Clatter.
Clatter.
A squad of heavily armed SWAT officers rushed into the casino.
"Everyone!"
"Squat down and raise your hands!"
The command rang out loudly.
The entire casino instantly fell silent.
The gamblers, staff, and thugs quickly squatted on the ground.
No one dared run.
After all—
There was only one exit.
Running was impossible.
Leading the team was the director of Valemont Police Station.
The moment he entered, his sharp eyes swept across the scene.
Then he saw someone lying on the ground.
"Charlotte!"
His face changed instantly.
He rushed forward.
"Charlotte! Are you okay?"
He knelt down beside Charlotte Bonds and carefully lifted her.
Fortunately, Lucas had knocked her unconscious gently.
She wasn’t seriously injured.
Her eyelashes trembled.
Slowly—
She opened her eyes.
The moment she regained consciousness, she immediately shouted—
"Where’s Julian?!"
The nearby officers exchanged strange looks.
Even the police director paused.
What’s going on with this girl?
The first thing she says after waking up—
Is calling that Young Master Julian’s name?
One officer whispered quietly.
"Didn’t two girls fight over him at the station last time?"
Another sighed.
"Did he mess with Charlotte too?"
The police director rubbed his forehead helplessly.
Meanwhile -
Just as eyes turned toward Charlotte -
Bold move by Lucas - he grabbed what came his way without waiting.
Off balance, he moved ahead to the restroom.
Now he carried wounds that ran deep.
A single blow from Julian came close to crushing his insides.
Inside the restroom -
Faster than a blink, Lucas peeled off the face that wasn’t his, dropping it into the bowl just as water surged below. The porcelain swallowed everything without sound.
After that, out came the method to shrink bones.
Back to normal size went his frame again.
"Cough - !"
Spit flew, red and warm, hitting the ground. Blood filled his mouth again.
The color drained from his cheeks.
A sudden movement brought the small round pill into Lucas’s hand. Down it went, quick without pause.
Once the tablet broke down -
Breath by breath, his breathing began to even out.
Fear still sat inside him, heavy as ever.
That punch...
It’s possible even his strength falls short of that kind of force.
How strong has he gotten by now?
Fingers curled tight into palms. A sudden grip took hold of Lucas.
At last -
Fear sat deep whenever Julian D’Aurelius came near.
Bursting through the door came SWAT team members, moving fast behind loud shouts.
Folks started getting taken into custody - players, workers who thought they could stay out of sight. One by one, the ones tucked away inside were pulled from their corners.
He allowed himself to be handcuffed.
Only then did he offer his wrists.
Soon—
He was escorted outside and pushed into a police vehicle.
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Meanwhile, Julian stood in the destroyed casino hall.
Even he looked stunned.
He stared at his fist.
That worked?
At the critical moment—
His random line had produced that terrifying power.
He slowly exhaled.
"That punch..."
He murmured softly.
"...was truly beyond heaven."
"The supreme punch."
But the victory didn’t come without cost.
His chest throbbed painfully.
His body felt heavy.
Julian rubbed his aching ribs before quickly running toward Charlotte.
When he reached her—
She had already woken up.
Their eyes met.
For a moment—
Neither spoke.
Then they both asked at the same time.
"Are you okay?"
"I’m fine."
Their voices overlapped perfectly.
The next moment—
Almost instinctively—
They hugged each other.
Like two people who had just escaped death together.
Around them, police officers and gamblers stared awkwardly.
The police director coughed loudly.
"Ahem."
Julian and Charlotte immediately realized what they were doing and separated quickly.
Charlotte’s face flushed slightly red.
She hadn’t even realized when she rushed forward and hugged him.
Seeing Julian completely covered in blood—
The police director’s expression changed.
"Young Master Julian!"
"What happened to you?"
"Are you really not injured?"
Julian opened his mouth.
"No..."
But before he could finish—
The world suddenly spun.
The Undestroyable Barrier Skill had collapsed earlier.
And that final punch had drained nearly all of his strength.
Combined with the damage Lucas had inflicted—
Julian’s body finally gave out.
He swayed.
Then fell forward.
Charlotte reacted instantly.
She caught him.
But because she was slightly below him—
Julian’s head fell directly against her chest.
His face buried itself deeply between the soft curves of her E-cup breasts.
His cheek sank into her cleavage.
Warm.
Soft.
Shockingly comfortable.
Julian’s tense expression suddenly relaxed.
His eyes slowly closed.
(So soft...)
(So smooth...)
(So bouncy...)
(I never want to leave this place...)
That final thought echoed in his mind.
Then—
He fainted.
Charlotte’s lips twitched slightly.
But strangely—
She didn’t feel angry.
After everything that had happened tonight...
After watching him risk his life to protect her...
Something inside her heart had quietly changed.
She looked down at the unconscious Julian and muttered softly.
"...Rascal."
Then—
She lifted him effortlessly into a princess carry.
Turning toward the police director, she spoke firmly.
"Director."
"I’m taking him to the hospital first."
"Please handle things here."
Then she added seriously,
"If you find someone named Lucas, make sure to investigate his identity thoroughly."
The police director nodded.
"Understood."