A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1184: Shut Up Woman

As the night passed, Mary nestled against Archer, becoming the little spoon while he quickly fell asleep. While resting, something was happening as energy from the older woman seeped into his body.

ʼIt feels like someone gave me morphine,ʼ he thought while sitting up and shaking his head.

This woke Mary up, who commented, ”What are you doing? Come to bed.”

She gently guided him back to the bed, her touch soothing as she helped him settle down. With a soft kiss on his cheek, she whispered, ”Iʼm using my mana to help you relax. It seems to be working, at least a little.”

Archer smiled and gave her a passionate kiss that stretched on until the duo fell asleep.

He woke up a few hours extremely horny and turned to the grey-haired beauty and started kissing her slender neck. Archerʼs hand slid down her body only to slip into her panties just as she opened her legs wide.

Maryʼs green eyes glowed with lust as she spoke in an alluring voice, ”What are you doing? We canʼt do anything. Youʼre too injured for anything apart from sucking.”

Archer didnʼt reply but put his finger on her red lips as he started attacking her clit, which made the older womanʼs body shudder in delight. He noticed she was getting incredibly wet, which sent his lust soaring.

Following that, his finger slipped into her eager passage that welcomed him with an erotic moan that sounded in his ear. ”Mmmmghh~~.”

Seconds later, love juices poured all over as her arousal peaked. Mary pushed his head toward her boobs, causing him to take one of her nipples into his mouth. He nibbled it while he started finger fucking her drenched pussy.

”Arghh~~,” she let out a loud moan as her body trembled due to all the pleasure.

As the events unfolded, a piercing alarm echoed, triggering an immediate lockdown. Suddenly, Teuilaʼs rage-filled voice resonated in his mind.

”The 71st, 72nd, and 73rd Legions have rebelled! They believe youʼre dead and have seized the opportunity to strike. The traitorous scum has surrounded the palace and cut us off from the outside world. The girls are preparing to fight alongside the Imperial Guard and the soldiers stationed here.ʼ

Archer replied with unwavering authority. ʼHold the perimeter and donʼt let them through! I want to test something. Tell the loyal legions to surround the rebels and trap them inside. If they dare fight, Iʼll punish them myself.ʼ

His words were cold, but there was an underlying fire that burned in his voice. The chaos outside was about to meet something far darker. With a glance at Mary, he sent a message to Leira: ʼHave any of the Steel Legionnaires been completed?ʼ

Leiraʼs reply came quickly as she sounded busy. ʼNo, my love. Four are nearly ready for deployment, but weʼre waiting for the armor, which will come at the weekʼs end. Theyʼve requested to be renamed the Oathkeeper Legion. Their devotion to you is... unsettling. Theyʼve pledged to serve you for eternity, and their loyalty frightens me.ʼ

Archer started laughing when hearing this as the idea of using the Oathbreakers to prove a point excited him. He shook his head before answering, ”Try to make it quick, as I want to use the four as soon as possible to scare the legions, and have Dellah use the tattoos to travel to the palace,ʼ he explained which Leira agreed to.

Once speaking to the cat woman, he did the same for the older sister Morena, ʼMy beautiful Necromancer. How many Tyrants do we have to use by the end of the week?ʼ

Seconds passed before she answered, ”Fifteen, but if I work hard and drag Demacia into the experiments, we can get another forty.”

”Thank you! Do your best and Iʼll reward you,ʼ Archer replied before turning his attention back to Mary with a charming smile and kissing her.

He was just about to continue as she spoke in a voice full of love, ”Letʼs just rest tonight, you need sleep and thatʼs what Iʼm here for.”

”Okay,” Archer agreed with a smile as he laid down again as Mary gently rested on him.

The following few days, the gray-haired beauty tended to him with unwavering care, attending to his every need. Her constant pampering wore on him, though, and his frustration grew.

Mary simply ignored his complaints, giggling softly as she continued to fuss over him. One day, she gently dragged him to the bathroom to wash his body, a task he dreaded. The scars that tainted his skin filled him with anger and shame.

As she washed him, his irritation reached a boiling point. Thatʼs when she bonked him on the head with a soft smile, her eyes serious before explaining in a fed-up voice. ”Stop with this nonsense! Youʼre still incredibly handsome, even with the scars. None of us think any differently of you.”

Her gaze softened as she continued while cupping his cheeks with an expression full of affection, ”Our love runs deeper than just your appearance. Yes, youʼve made mistakes, but youʼre learning. Thatʼs what matters.”

Archer calmed down and nodded. ʼʼIʼm sorry, Mary, I just feel like a fool for falling for the bitchʼs tricks when she was rude to me.”

The older woman started rubbing his back while cleaning the pus and blood that had seeped out ever since the constant bleeding stopped. Following that, she continued to help him, which made Archer feel much better even with the scars.

Days later, Mary returned to the room while holding loose-fitting clothes and spoke with a smile as she tended to him, ”You can wear these to meet Leira. I know youʼve healed slightly, but you need to be careful, as mana still hurts you.”ʼ

Archer gave her a nod of understanding as he reminded her, ”My speech has got better.”

She started giggling before shaking her head with a smile, ”No, I can understand you better. Wait until the others here you talk.”

”ʼShut up, woman,” he said with a chuckle.

Mary pulled out some plates from her storage ring and placed them in front of him while speaking. ”Eat something, it will help. Llyniel gave healing herbs to put in it, which will naturally heal you.”

”Thank you, are you going to meet the others?” he questioned while chewing on some boar meat, which tasted delicious.

His stomach rumbled as Mary replied, ”The rebels are causing trouble, but the loyal legions have trapped them. They have a few miles of space. The commanders pleaded for forgiveness, but Teuila blew his head off with a bolt.”

Archer chuckled when hearing this, but she stood up and spoke. ”Iʼm heading to Dragonheart City to meet with Aisha. When Iʼm back, I want some pampering, now you feel better.” ”Now Iʼm not leaking disgusting stuff we can,” he answered while drinking some sweet Draconian Ale.

Mary soon vanished, causing him to be alone, but thanks to the tattoos, he spoke to the women. He apologized for hiding away but was honest with them and said he was uncomfortable due to all the scars.

When the ladies did this, they scolded him, but soon enough, they started appearing one by one while working. Ella was the first one. She materialized in the bedroom while wearing armor and holding her bow.

The half-elf beamed before commenting, ”Youʼre making me wet Arch, those scars make you

look so manly.”

He felt his cheeks burn but Ella rushed forward and wrapped him in a tight cuddle as she continued, ”I love you so much, Iʼm relieved that Brooke, Kass, and Teu could get to you in

time.”

Archer smiled at her before answering, ”I love you too. How is everyone?”

”Busy, the rebels are keeping everyone on their toes,” Ella revealed, ”Thereʼs over a million men and women causing trouble out there.”

When hearing that, he got angry, but she quickly calmed him down. ”But the good news is that they were recent arrivals whom circumstance brought together.” Rumors said you were dead, and the commanders brainwashed them.”

”Who are the leaders behind the rebellion?” Archer questioned after finishing his food, which

was delicious.

Ella, joining him, revealed, ”Avalon Nobles who arrived with Leiraʼs parents, Aisha appointed Osoric as the mayor of a southern trade city. But the old nobility despises the kingdomʼs way

of life.”

His curiosity piqued, and he asked, ”How did that lead to the rebellion?”

The half-elf sighed a trace of regret in her voice. ”It happened a few years ago. We thought they had settled down, but clearly, we were wrong.”

Archer waved her away with a smile. ”It doesnʼt matter. Leira and the girls have been busy in their lab. The Oathkeeper Knights are almost complete. Dellah is taking them their armor and weapons tomorrow morning.”

Ella beamed just as Mary reentered the room, prompting the blonde to tease, ʼʼItʼs true what you said, big sister, his scars are pretty sexy.”

Archer let out a tired smile, replying, ”Iʼm getting used to it.” He winced slightly, his voice

growing more serious. ”The poisonʼs still lingering. Itʼs not letting me use my magic, and

when I try... it hurts like hell.”

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