A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1253: You Killed My Husband!

Chapter 1253: You Killed My Husband!



With a steady breath, Archer reached into the Item Box and pulled out a ring, the delicate pink gem catching the light. When Nefertiti saw this, her eyes widened, curiosity growing, and for a moment, the atmosphere shifted.

Archer's voice softened, filled with sincerity as he took her hand gently. "Nefi... will you marry me?"

Nefertiti stared at the ring in his hand, her heart pounding in her chest. The playful smirk that had been on her lips faded, replaced by a softness that reflected the moment. She looked up into his eyes, her own filled with a mix of surprise and emotion.

For a long beat, the world seemed to pause around them, the air thick with unspoken words. Finally, with a tender smile, she took his hand, her voice barely above a whisper but full of sincerity.

"Yes," she said, her voice steady despite the emotions welling inside her. "I love you so much!"

Archer smiled when hearing this and quickly gave the succubus a tight cuddle, which she instantly melted into. Seconds later, he grabbed her delicate chin before stealing her plump lips.

The two of them continued kissing, as the pink-haired beauty loved it. Minutes later, they separated as Nefertiti spoke, "Thank you Arch, I've been waiting for this for years."

Following that, she ushered him back into the living room while speaking, "Now go rest husband and send Leira here. I need her help."

He agreed with a smile before slumping down in a nearby chair as the cat woman turned to him with curious green eyes, "What's up?" she asked.

"Nefi needs your help with the dinner," Archer answered while resting his head back. "'She wouldn't let me do it."

Leira giggled while standing up after putting her book down. "It doesn't matter, I love helping her cook."

She walked toward the kitchen as his eyes closed while the wind outside picked up and started battering the walls. Archer ignored it as he knew it was winter's last storm before spring would come.

Minutes later, the warmth of the air wrapped around Archer like a gentle embrace, lulling him into a deep, peaceful sleep. Time passed in a blur, and Nefertiti's soft, melodic voice stirred from his rest him.

"Wake up, handsome," she called, her tone sweet and inviting. "The food's done and ready to eat."

His eyes opened, meeting the sight of the succubus standing before him, her smile wide with warmth. Archer gave a sleepy nod, still taking in her presence, before rising and following her to the stone table that had been set up in their new home.

The scent of the meal filled the air, and for a moment, everything felt just right. Archer shook his head before sitting down just as Leira spoke. "You'll love the meat, Arch. We added some spices you like."'

"Thank you girls," he replied before yawning.

He watched as her charge was cut short as a force struck her, sending her hurtling into the nearby river. For a moment, the battlefield stilled, but soon enough, she emerged from the water, drenched and seething with fury.

Before she could make another move, a wave of crackling arcane magic slammed into her, staggering her mid-step. He turned, his eyes widening as he saw Leira transform into her

primal form.

Her lithe figure shifted into a towering feline predator, muscles rippling beneath her purple fur, and her green eyes gleaming with raw power. With a deafening roar, the giant cat lunged at the woman, swiping a massive paw that sent her flying like a rag doll.

The momentum carried her straight toward Nefertiti, who stood poised with a spell already crackling in her hands. That's when the succubus unleashed a colossal arcane fist, which struck the woman, driving her straight into the ground at his feet.

Archer smirked as he looked down at her crumpled form, his voice calm but laced with

menace. "You should've stayed in the river."

She looked up at him and muttered, "Fuck you!"

This only made him smile as he summoned Ari, who appeared seconds later with a big smile as he spoke, "Take this idiot to the Battle Sisters and make sure she's trained well." The Elemental woman gave a sharp nod, her expression cold and unyielding as she grabbed

the enemy warrior by the neck, the limp body dangling helplessly in her grasp. "Will do,

husband," she replied.

Seconds later, Ari vanished as the Broodmaws finished off the surviving enemy soldiers. Archer turned back to the girls who appeared behind him as Leira returned to her humanoid

form.

Her purple hair floated in the breeze just as Nefertiti commented, "We fucked her up

husband! Did you see our teamwork?"

"Yes it was impressive," Archer answered with a warm smile.

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