The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 174

Declan’s body stiffened. His throat bobbed, but he still let Rosalie touch him. 

Rosalie hadn’t meant to cry anymore, but when her hand traced the rough scars on his back, her eyes stung. 

Declan quickly caught her wandering hand, his palm completely wrapping around her smaller one. 

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “Matriarch, I’m a beastman. Getting hurt is natural for me. You don’t need to worry about me.” 

Rosalie, however, looked a bit dazed-she was already asking the system in her mind if it had scar removal ointment. Of course, the system had it. 

As long as she had the money, she could get anything. 

She didn’t mind the money. As she could erase those scars, that was all that mattered. Declan was such a handsome beastman-he shouldn’t have to live with a back like that. 

It wasn’t that Rosalie thought scars were ugly. It was just that seeing them made her think of all the pain Declan had gone through, and it broke her heart. 

Since there was a way to fix it, she figured she might as well do it. 

The ointment wasn’t expensive. It only cost 100 coins. With the rice shop and her share from the House of Delicacies, Rosalie earned more than that in a week. She went ahead and bought the scar cream, but she didn’t take it out immediately. 

She just kept it in the system for now. If she suddenly pulled out ointment, it would look suspicious. 

She just looked at him seriously and said, “Come to my room tonight.” 

Declan lowered his head, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. His ears were red as could be. 

“Where did you find Faith?” 

Rosalie finally remembered why she’d come looking for Declan in the first place. 

“I was heading west. I passed through the woods and heard something, so I went to check. 

“I saw a few beastmen who usually follow Jewel. They’d shifted into beast form, claws ready to kill Faith. 

“If I hadn’t yelled to distract them, she wouldn’t have made it.” 

Rosalie could feel just how tense things had been. If Declan had shown up a little later, Faith probably wouldn’t have survived. 

Rosalie was a bit taller than Faith. She gently held Faith’s shoulders and spoke softly, “You’re Faith?” 

Faith pushed herself away, putting a couple of steps between them, keeping a safe distance. Her voice was hoarse, and her gaze never left Rosalie. 

“Who are you?” 

“I’m Rosalie. Do you know Jewel?” 

Hearing those names, Faith’s eyes flashed first with surprise, then with deep loathing. 

But Rosalie saw her shoulders relax a bit. Faith no longer looked afraid, and she actually reached out to grab Rosalie’s hand, shaking it excitedly. “You’re Rosalie?” 

Even though they’d never met, Faith acted as if they’d known each other for ages. 

Declan entered just then, and at the sight of him, Faith shrank back, clearly a bit intimidated by him.