Chapter 652 I'm Kidnapping Her From The Wedding
Archer continued watching the fights until a strange feeling washed over him as a portal opened next to their seats. That's when he heard a voice. ''Arch! Where are you?''
Ella stumbled through the portal while holding a cup and slurring her words. Archer's eyes narrowed, but Teuila beat him to hit. ''That gremlin got El drunk!''
The other girls started laughing as the half-elf spotted Archer and stumbled over to him to sit on his lap while slurring. ''Sera's wine tastes very... nice. You. Should try some.''
He chuckled while pulling Ella closer so she could rest her head on his shoulder, but instead of doing that, she got naughty and started nibbling his neck. While doing that, she mumbled. ''I love... you Archer.''
When Archer heard the drunk half-elf's words, he smiled before responding. ''I love you too, El. Now go to sleep.''
After he spoke, Ella curled up in his lap and fell asleep, causing the other girls to look at her with jealousy, but they understood that she was drunk, so they didn't bother with the sleeping elf anymore.
Once she was settled, Archer slipped his hand into the back of her dress, gently running his fingers up and down her back. The half-elf's reaction sent a shiver through him, accompanied by an endearing moan.
Archer turned his attention back to the match that was about to end and would be Hemera's, then Maeve's. Soon after, the fight ended, but the announcer spoke to the crowd. ''We will have five more fights after this one. The queen wants to move to the Qualification Round as soon as possible.''
She paused for a second before continuing. ''Can Hemera Helios and Celeborn Highleaf come to the stage, please? Your match will begin soon.''
The sun elf walked over to Archer before sharing a passionate kiss with him, which shocked the crowd and caused them to murmur.
''He's a playboy!''
''How many girls does this white dragon have!''
''Look at the beautiful girl asleep on his lap. Most men would love to be in that position!''
The surrounding people's reactions caused Archer to laugh as he slapped Hemera's bubble butt, causing her to yelp. Her yellow eyes turned to him, promising retribution, which he relished.
As Hemera stepped onto the stage, he watched with pride and anticipation. Archer decided to scan him to see what his stats were like.
[Celeborn Highleaf]
[Level: 65]
[Rank: Expert]
[Other information not available due to blocker]
Leira nodded before giggling as she explained. ''Me and the girls have spoken. We agreed that Maeve should be one of them if you were to go after any more girls. She likes you and doesn't want to get married but can't go against her duty.''
Archer sighed. ''Yeah. Lioran said she's serious when it comes to stuff like that. But will me kidnapping her make her disregard that duty?''
''Yes. Just look at the way she's looking at you, Arch.'' She responded while pointing at the stage.
He looked at Meave, who was staring at him with a smile, but there was something in her grey eyes. She mouthed something before turning to her opponent, a regular-looking girl using a weapon he had never seen.
Archer turned to Leira and asked. ''Do you know what she said?''
The cat girl nodded and recited what the orange-haired girl had said. ''Take me away from my wedding, but it won't be easy, dragon''
''The Avaloch Princess will be mine, Leira. You watch me.'' Archer declared before paying even more attention to the fight.
Teuila nudged her and spoke. ''What is he ranting about now?''
Leira laughed before telling her what he said. ''He wants to claim Maeve Avaloch, and she's not making it easy for him. This ignites his dragon instincts, making him want her even more now.''
The blue-haired girl started laughing. That's when Halime joined in, ''She's playing hard to get. Maeve likes him even more than he does her but wants that to change by teasing him.''
Everyone turned to Archer, who was focusing on Maeve jiggly behind as the referee signaled for the fight to start. His excitement surged as she stormed toward her opponent with unwavering strides.
The crowd held its breath, anticipation palpable in the air. Maeve's fiery orange hair blazed like a beacon of fire as she closed the distance between herself and her adversary. With lightning-fast reflexes, Maeve expertly batted away the girl's weapons.
Every movement unfolded with meticulous skill, displaying the finesse of a seasoned warrior. Archer couldn't help but be astonished by the display of skill before him, captivated by the Celtic-like girl.
Each strike was imbued with a savage fury that stirred something within him, a primal attraction to her fierce combat prowess. Maeve lunged forward in a quick and skilled maneuver, her blade slicing through the air with deadly accuracy.
The edge of her sword connected with the girl's thighs, leaving deep gashes in its wake. With a cry of pain, the opponent staggered backward, her balance faltering as she stumbled.
As the defeated girl lay unconscious on the ground, attended to by the healers, the referee declared Maeve the match's victor. Archer watched her step off the stage and handed the sleeping Ella to Teuila, who happily took the half-elf.
He rose from his seat and strode purposefully towards the orange-haired girl, noting her conversation with a man and woman resembling her. However, his attention was drawn to a brutish-looking man standing nearby, gazing at her with a possessive intensity that pissed him off.
Archer's mind churned with jealousy as he observed the scene unfolding before him and thought to himself, a determined glint in his eyes. "I'm kidnapping her from the wedding.''
[Please let me know if you spot any mistakes, and I will edit them. Thank you]
