My Husband And My Alpha
22 . TRAILS
A flash of red lightning struck in the distance. Very small, but Eden could feel an unusual aura in the
sana. He's gulping down saliva. His hands clutched the balcony railing. A woman walked up to him from the room.
“What's up?” ask the white-haired woman.
Eden did not chim in until the direction of his vision caught the attention of the woman nearby. Annelise stared at the dome of thunder in the distance. It met red with lightning striking around it.
“What happened?” mumbling Anne.
“You want me to do something?” Eden asked the woman beside him, making sure his movements did not hinder Brandon's journey.
“Do I have to go there?” Anne replied, but the man blocked her arm. “We can't
leave him alone, Eden.”
“I also want to follow him,” said Eden. “But I don't want to interfere too much with his affairs, Anne.”
Anne's forehead was contorted. “Why?” tanyakanya. “Clara is the reincarnation of Elana, your sister, Eden. And you must help Brandon to avenge your hatred of Jasper.”
The heterochromia-eyed man nodded. “You are right,” said. “But, in terms of finding the heart of a pure elf, it is Brandon's will and decision. I have no right to interfere with his decision.”
Anne fell silent. He was quite mafhum how the personality of the man nearby was. Eden seemed worried about Brandon because he already considered the man like his own sister. However, this matter, was a pure act Brandon himself did and true to his words, they did not even have the power to mix it up now.
A moment later, Eden whistled, calling out a crow who then perched on one of his arms. The black bird is cowering. Eden whispered something that Anne did not understand. Maybe a message or something. The bird flew away a few minutes later.
“He will pass on information about Brandon to us.”
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The sword swung rapidly, slashing at everything that was in front of him. Red and thick liquid gushed, inundating the moist soil surface until the smell of rancid smelled from a distance of several meters. The owner, the red-eyed one, continued to attack brutally. He doesn't care who he's dealing with now.
Some wolves have been successfully killed. It ended with a wolf being decapitated. The red liquid flowed profusely and dripped down from the tip of the sword Brandon was holding. The man fell silent with a sigh. He turned around, staring at the wolf that was two meters away in front of him.
Brandon ran towards Jasper with his sword. However, when the weapon swung, blood spurted with the roar of something that made its neutrals bulge. Another wolf blocked him from killing Jasper.
Meanwhile, Jasper's blue eyes widened. He groaned loudly when he realized who was already
protecting her just now. The black wolf grabbed Brandon and immediately swung its claws fiercely. However, the scratches are useless. Brandon shrewdly held him down with the sword that kept meeting the red. All the pain Jasper was feeling was increasing.
The wolf bounced with a wound on the neck. Before he actually returned to attack, a tinge of light
golden appeared and scooped up the Black Wicther's body instantly.
The man vanished without a trace.
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The light brought Brandon to a cave. The glow slowly faded, giving rise to the figure of Luna Castelle who was hugging Brandon. The man was still not fully aware. A cruel look was still cast on him when he saw the blonde-haired girl. Brandon pointed his sword at Luna.
Luna clucked violently. He pulled one leg Brandon, then twisted the man's body and locked it inside
one round. His idle hand immediately hit the nape of the brown-haired man until he collapsed and grimaced in pain. His sword just fell.
Luna's green eyes stared at the sharp weapon, then her attention returned to Brandon who was now groaning
agony. The man vomited blood.
“Bran!!”
Brandon himself did not understand what he was doing. His consciousness seemed to be dominated by something. Now,
Luna spread the man's limp and placed one hand on Brandon's chest. Golden light came out
from him and decomposed all over the man's body. Long enough for Brandon to breathe normally.
“Your cup is bad,” muttered Luna. A claw wound on one of Brandon's arms caught his attention.
“Why did you sacrifice yourself?”
Brandon did not answer. He was busy normalizing himself. His eyes closed, withstanding pain all over the body.
Luna had no other choice. He looked at the mouth of the cave and extended one hand. Some vines
strung out, moving deftly form a knot of nature and cover the entire mouth of the cave. The woman let out a long sigh and turned around lamenting the condition of the man who was now on her lap.
Luna kissed Brandon. The man did not rebel in the slightest and instead drowned deeply. Meanwhile, the night grew darker, facing all the fears that could threaten them both. There was no bonfire or any warmth there, except for an object that shone brightly at the end of the cave.
The thing that caught Luna's attention since she got there a moment ago.
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Brandon opened the net slowly, sipping the glare of sunlight that penetrated into the cave through the narrow crevices of the weeds. She squirmed and realized someone was hugging her. His consciousness returned completely when he saw Luna who was that person. He sighed.
However, a light caught his attention. He rose slowly until he woke up Luna.
“Sorry,” said the woman. “I overslept last night.”
“What is it?” Brandon pointed to a light. He looked at Luna. “You saved me?”
Luna sniffed in reply. He got up from his position. “Your decision nearly left you dead yesterday,” he said. “What are you doing?”
Brandon fell silent while remembering the incident last night. Swords. He gasped, then searched around for something. The sword was right beside him. Its glint dazzles the eyes when it is highlighted by light.
“Astronimus,” says Luna.
The brown-haired man sighed.
“You ... what did you learn while here?” ask the woman.
“What do you mean?”
Luna's forehead wrinkled. “Do you not know what you have called?” tanyakanya. “You called a legend, Bran.
Astronimus is a legend in the Immortal world and many races fear him.”
The Black Witcher was silent again. During this world, he pretty much studied science including science that even Eden never studied. His ambition completely left him blind and thirsty for science, including summoning the sword of the legend of Astronimus.
“You could have left a trail and fished for interracial warfare again, Bran,”.
Brandon was just mute. In fact, he accidentally summoned the sword because he had tried to summon it during a training session with Eden, it did not work. He took out the 1.5 centimeter long sword and observed it with jelly.
“Trace, yes?” muttered. “Can I take my wife back with this?”
Luna was silent for a moment when she heard Brandon's words that immediately made her heart flinch. Energies
his sense of the man turned dark, filled with anger and resentment. Until finally, the man looked at her with his mysterious red eyes.
“You must be stronger to take your wife,” said the green-eyed woman.
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