{A few hours ago in the Alderford Mansion.}
“Unity, do you think we will be able to see Sister Vexthra like Kent?” Lilian asked, sitting in a lotus posture in front of Unity. The two ladies were learning the skills Kent had bought for them.
“Yes. Since Kent has managed to see her, I know we will also be able to see her one day. We can only wait and see how Kent works on that,” Unity replied.
When Vexthra told them Kent was with her in the God Realm and that he had passed out from having sex for over 20 hours, they were dumbfounded, unable to fathom what they were hearing.
In fact, they didn’t know what to say. Luckily, Vexthra prepared a cure and told them she would ensure Kent returned in one piece.
This made them feel a little better, but their minds were still on the weird and unbelievable thing they’d heard. They know Kent is no ordinary person.
Thankfully, they were no strangers to odd situations, so the idea of Kent visiting her didn’t shake them. However, his passing out was what truly shook them. They envied Vexthra for “defeating” Kent and thus decided to go on a marathon with her.
A few minutes after Lilian asked the question, her mother arrived with the answer to what they had discussed a few days ago.
“Mom, what are you doing here?” Lilian asked, taking her hands.
“I came to give you ladies my answer,” Cynthia said with a slightly bashful expression.
“No need to be embarrassed, Mom. I already know the answer, and yes, we would love to have you spend some time with our man. Just don’t fall in love with him after,” Lilian teased, resting her head on Cynthia’s shoulder.
“She’s just joking, Lady Cynthia. It would be best if you did fall in love with him. Trust me, you’ll want to fall in love with him,” Unity said, feeling happy at the turn of events.
“Unity, stop leading her on. I’m sure Mom will know what to do after tasting what she saw,” Lilian giggled.
Cynthia felt her body shudder as her mind drifted back to the thick dragon she had seen a few days ago. In fact, she had been dreaming about that dick for days now.
She couldn’t wait to feel it inside her body.
“Lady Cynthia, do you want to stay here with us for a few hours? You can ask us any questions. I know you have loads of them,” Unity suggested.
“I will trouble you ladies, then,” Cynthia replied, sitting with them. They began talking, and this continued for two hours before a sudden explosion snapped them out of their animated discussion.
“What is that?” Lilian said, taking out her wand and running toward the explosion. Unity and Cynthia followed, with Unity drawing her bow and Cynthia her spear.
“What in the hell? What is Father doing?” Lilian, who was in front, stopped abruptly at the scene unfolding before her.
John Alderford was wielding a sword, clashing with the guards. The explosion came from his attempt to destroy the gate. Suddenly, he landed another strike, bringing the gate down.
The gate burst into countless pieces after his Peak Root Saint attack landed on it.
Fifty Root Saints rushed in through the now-broken gate and began attacking and killing the guards.
Lilian, Cynthia, and Unity’s eyes all landed on the last person who walked through the gate.
“Lady Olive!” they shouted in unison. The woman, once the head maid of the Alderford Merchant family and a spy for the Ashland Noble Family, turned to face them at the sound of her name.
She smiled at them before stepping up to John. She kissed him and then turned toward Cynthia. “Kill her. Kill her for the Hand.”
“Okay, my lady. For the Hand,” John said, moving swiftly. He lunged with his sword, aiming straight for Cynthia, who was caught completely off guard.
“MOM!”
Lilian, too late to shield her mother, tried to cast a spell to block her father, but it was futile. John had already closed the distance.
However, just as he was about to strike Cynthia, a brilliant sword light descended from above, forcing him to defend himself and pushing him back ten meters.
“Lilian, take your mother away. Unity, make sure nobody follows them!” Saintess Selene, who had finally hidden Li Hua, arrived just in time to save Cynthia.
However, three Peak Sages suddenly appeared out of nowhere before she could attempt to eliminate John.
“Saintess Selene, I can’t have you foil my plans. So you’d better do well to defend yourself and stop worrying about everybody. You might just lose your life,” Lady Olive said with a grin.
“By the way, where is that disciple of yours, Saintess Selene?” Lady Olive smirked. “You know, don’t tell me, I didn’t come here for him anyway.”
She then turned to the dark-robed figures fighting all around.
“Kill them, kill them all for the Hand!” she shouted.
“For the Hand!”
The dark-robed figures shouted in unison.
“Let’s go, John,” Lady Olive said, leading John away. Meanwhile, Unity kept firing arrows at the dark-robed figures on the ground to ensure Lilian and Cynthia could move back.
In the air, Saintess Selene was also clashing with the three sages. Though she was strong, the three sages were monsters.
She was getting pressed. In fact, she was having a hard time since one of them was using dark magic, which rendered most of her attacks useless. The battle had been going on for less than ten minutes, but hundreds had died.
Suddenly, an attack landed on her back, sending her flying down. It all happened so fast that she couldn’t defend.
Most of her attacks were nullified, so as Lady Olive said, she had to do well to defend. However, she never expected John to sneak attack her next.
She landed on the ground hard forcing her to puke a mouthful of blood.
Turning around, she saw John shooting toward him with his sword. However, just as his sword was about to reach him, a man appeared before her and used his body to take the blow.
The sword pierced his chest, emerging from his back. John, who had missed, tried to pull out his sword, but Uncle Drew, who arrived just in time to save Saintess Selene—who was currently suffering from poison—grabbed hold of the sword, preventing it from leaving his body.
This gave Saintess Selene the chance to attack. Her sword moved in an arc, cutting off John’s head completely. He never expected the attack, but it happened.
Uncle Drew dropped to his knees, still holding the sword in his chest.
He turned and looked at Saintess Selene, speaking through the blood choking him.
“Tell… the… young master… I’m sorry I can’t…accompany him anymore.” Blood drooled from the corner of his mouth as he fell.
“Our work is done. Everyone should retreat,” Lady Olive said before walking toward Saintess Selene.
“The next time we meet, you will die.” With that, she transformed into a crow and flew away.
Saintess Selene took a pill from her space ring and swallowed it before lifting Uncle Drew in a princess carry.
Soon, they arrived at the mansion, where Unity, Lilian, and Cynthia—along with some injured guards and maids they had saved along the way—were hiding.
She placed the half-dead Uncle Drew down and removed the sword before taking a powdered substance from her space ring and sprinkling it on the wounds.
However, the wounds weren’t healing, and he was running out of time.