Chapter 650 I Need To Prevent This Future
[The Summoned Heroes POV]
The five heroes nodded in excitement before Tammy spoke again, ''Will we see bandits and outlaws?''
After speaking, the emperor, empress, and princess stared at the excited girl before Emily bonked her on the head as she said, ''Tam! Stop getting so excited over everything! We died on Earth; all you care about is bandits and magic!''
The black-haired girl giggled as she replied, ''Can't I be happy, Em? Yes, we died, but back home, we all thought it was the end. Who knew you would get sent to another world? That's amazing!''
Jason and Tim laughed while Natsumi defended Tammy, ''She has a point, Em. Who would want to be all down and depressed after dying when we can live new lives here?''
Emily sighed and chose not to argue before the empress spoke, ''Heroes, if you follow the maid that will be here shortly, she will take you to your rooms.''
The five nodded, but Tammy couldn't wait anymore, so she asked, ''Anastasia, what do you know about the white dragon?''
When the empress heard that, she looked at the heroes and thought to herself, 'Maybe I can turn them against the boy?'
With that idea, Anastasia began to speak about the white dragon, describing it as a hooligan and menace who terrorized the people; her words were abruptly cut off by a sweet, melodious laugh echoing from behind the group.
Everyone turned around to see who had interrupted them. Standing there was a drop-dead gorgeous mature woman, her presence commanding attention with striking grey hair cascading down her back.
The heroes saw the intense red eyes gleaming with mischief and wisdom. Tammy looked at her curvy figure, which oozed with confidence; she seemed to captivate the onlookers effortlessly without even noticing it. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
That's when the emperor spoke. ''Mother. What brings you here?''
Emily nudged Tammy, who was staring at the goddess who had just appeared, and whispered, ''What is it with all the women in this world? Their boobs are massive.''
As the blonde girl said that, Tammy's eyes roamed down the woman's body until they reached two massive mountains, jiggling as she got closer. She gulped and replied, ''They make me want to become a lesbian, Em.''
When her friend heard that, she stepped back in shock only to hear Natsumi speaking to Jason, who was nodding along, ''Why does her grey hair look so silky? Look at her waist. It's so thin!''
Emily sighed as the empress introduced them to the newcomer, ''Heroes, this is the Novgorod Empire's guardian, Catherine Volkovitch. My husband's mother and Yevdokiya's grandmother.''
The five greeted the woman, who spoke in an accent similar to that of the emperor and princess, ''Ah, the heroes my irrational brother-in-law summoned. What a fool. Does he not understand the boy won't attack him if he just left him alone.''
"My dragon soldiers, advance! Show no mercy to the city's defenders! Show them what happens when you attack me in my own home!" His voice pierced through the chaos with chilling clarity, leaving no room for doubt about his intentions.
Frenzied soldiers charged forward, their weapons raised high as they stormed toward the city walls. With reckless abandon, they scaled the walls, their faces contorted in rage as they clashed with the defenders.
The dragons, fueled by their master's anger, unleashed devastation upon the city, their fiery breath consuming everything in its path. She could only watch in horror as the once-proud capital fell to the onslaught, a wave of destruction that seemed unstoppable.
Catherine stood upon the highest parapet of Novgorod, her heart heavy with grief and despair as she witnessed her beloved city being mercilessly ravaged by the Draconian Army, led by none other than Archer Wyldheart.
Tears blurred her vision as she saw the once-grand streets now engulfed in flames, the sounds of destruction and chaos tearing through the air like a relentless storm. When seeing all this, she thought. 'I need to prevent this future from happening. My idiotic son mustn't kill those girls, or we will wake up an unstoppable monster.'
In the distance, Catherine could see the Draconian soldiers, their black armor gleaming in the firelight as they ruthlessly cut down innocent civilians. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and blood, and the anguished cries of the dying pierced her soul like daggers.
Her heart shattered into a million pieces as she watched Archer himself, a figure she once knew as a boy filled with hope and promise, a boy who she knew wouldn't kill innocent people but by her son and brother-in-law's hands, transformed into a harbinger of death and destruction.
He stood tall amidst the carnage, his face twisted with cruelty as he oversaw the horror unfolding before him. With a heavy heart, she witnessed the Draconian soldiers stacking the heads of her people into pyramids.
A morbid display of their power and brutality. Each head represented a life lost, a soul extinguished, and Catherine felt a profound sense of helplessness wash over her.
But amidst the horror, a chilling silence descended upon the city as Archer stepped forward, his presence commanding and his gaze piercing. He addressed the terrified survivors with a voice that sent shivers down her spine.
His voice trembled with emotion as he recounted the tragic fate of his beloved girls, each name a dagger to the heart.
"My beautiful Teuila died taking a poisoned blade to the heart for me. And my dear Ella, who had been with me for years," he continued, his words choked with sorrow, "died protecting me from the assassins sent by the empire."
His voice grew louder, filled with anguish and rage. "Nefertiti, Nala, Sera, Talila, Hemera, Hecate, Leira, Lyniel, Halime, Sia—
all of them," he shouted, each name a painful reminder of what he had lost. "They were innocent, yet they were slaughtered mercilessly by those who sought to harm me."
Tears blurred Catherine's vision as she watched Archer's raw grief and overwhelming anger. His words cut through the silence like a dagger, each syllable carrying the weight of his sorrow and loss.
"Why did they have to kill them?" he cried out to the heavens, his voice filled with anguish and despair. "They were innocent, they did nothing wrong!"
[Please let me know if you spot any mistakes, and I will edit them. Thank you]
