The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1428: Ossana

What was expected to be a few hours of rest turned into three and a half weeks of deep sleep, one that Rory never expected.

She had never slept that long before—at least not when she was perfectly healthy and didn’t need sleep to heal. So, to sleep for three weeks plus was never part of her plan.

However, when she woke up and saw she was still half-naked, thick arms holding her by the waist, and Klaus’s manly breath hitting the side of her face, her body tensed, red color appearing on her cheeks.

She was in Klaus’s arms, and that alone freaked her out.

However, after spending an hour finally freeing herself from his hold, she found herself staring at something she had no business looking at, especially since she was planning to run away in the first place.

While she had no bra on, Klaus was only in his shorts, so, like every active man whose morning wood is a sign that they had a good sleep, even in his sleep, little Klaus was active.

Unfortunately, or fortunately—depending on how one would view it—it snaked along his thighs and poked its head out.

Rory saw it, and she just couldn’t take her eyes off it.

All of a sudden, the urge to reach and feel it came to mind, and while she would love to wipe it off, she just couldn’t bring herself to do it.

So she started a staring contest, one that made her look like a creep by all standards.

”You do know staring makes you a creep, right?” Suddenly, a voice came from one corner of the room, causing Rory to jerk back and turn toward it.

There, her eyes landed on someone who instantly caused her to turn pale. Her body tensed at once, and the look of dread filled her eyes.

Seated in a chair at the corner of the room was a white-haired lady with long ears and a red dot mark on her forehead. A subtle air of the supreme surrounded her, making her someone far more deadly for Rory to contend with.

Indeed, the newcomer was a recently ascended Supreme, and judging by the smile on her face, she was either a sadist who enjoyed killing weaklings for fun or she came in peace.

”Who are you... S-Senior Supreme?”

Rory asked, acknowledging her status as a Supreme.

”My name is Ossana, disciple of the Nameless Elder, and wife of Rhazor, the kleptomaniac. I am here to claim what is mine.”

”A-And that is?”

”Him,” Ossana answered, pointing at Klaus’s sleeping body.

Rory narrowed her eyes and moved to cover Klaus instinctively.

Ossana laughed, seeing this. ”How cute. Makes me wonder just how you plan on saving him from me. I mean, you had an entire month with him, yet you couldn’t get inside his pants, and now that I am here to take him away for the same reasons, you dare block me.”

She smirked and stood up, taking slow steps toward the bed. ”Are you telling me the paragon is so weak that he needs an Immortal Lord to save him...?”

”What?” Rory faked a shocked expression, hearing the lady refer to Klaus as the paragon. She was about to deny her claims when the lady threw a jade token to him.

”No need to deny it. He had already given me a way to find him before he left. Every time he reincarnates, I always find him.

Now, who would have thought the same person I was sent here to kill turned out to be the bastard who played with my heart and ran off.”

Rory had nothing else to say. She could not lie to the Supreme. But even if she could, the mere fact that she had the same token her family had showed she was the real deal.

Of course, even if she wanted to, she couldn’t because, as it stood, she was way out of her league. The only difference was that Ossana showed no sign of killing intent.

”When you said you are here to kill him, what did you imply?”

”No need to be confused, dear. I came here to kill him under the command of the Nameless Elder. My mission was to check if he is the Paragon. If he was, I am to kill him, and if he is not, I am to kill him.”

”That doesn’t make sense. Why would they want him dead...?”

”I don’t know. But my mission came from my master, and so I must kill him. However, I suppose now that I have found out who he really is, I can only enjoy him one last time—even if in his sleep—before killing him.”

”So you will kill him regardless.” Rory’s frown deepened. ”Aren’t you the same person who claimed to have recognized him, and he even gave you a way to recognize him?”

Ossana smiled and crawled onto the bed, moving her body close to Klaus’s sleeping body. Her right hand moved and pulled back the fabric of his pants, revealing more of his dick.

”Such a beautiful monster,” her hand brushed against it, causing it to twitch. Rory, who was close to her, swiped her hand away. She laughed and cupped Rory’s cheek.

”Do you want to do it with him before I take his life? I plan to, so make your choice.”

Rory narrowed her eyes, and despite the fear rooted deep within them, she screamed at Ossana,

”What kind of twisted psycho are you? Klaus has never done anything bad to anyone. But even if he had, killing him just when his life began is unfair.

I have only known him for a few months, and from what I have observed so far, he is the kind of person who thinks about others’ well-being above his own.

Such a person deserves everyone’s love, not hate. I know I—”

”You what?” Ossana looked deep into her eyes, almost as if she was about to kiss her.

”I still haven’t gotten to know him like I wanted to. He had confessed his love to me, but I haven’t even gotten to tell him my answer. If you kill him, I will forever lose the chance to tell him that I—”

”Go on, you what?”

Tears rolled down Rory’s face, her heart breaking as she looked at the Supreme smiling back at her. Clearly, she seemed to like the tears flowing down her face.

”I love him too, okay? I played hard to get, but I now realize I was only fooling myself.” She wiped her tears away and spoke directly to Ossana. ”You will have to go through me to get to him.”

Ossana smiled broadly, and then she nodded. Her right hand moved like a sword and stabbed toward Rory’s chest. Seeing she was about to die, she grabbed Klaus’s hand and closed her eyes.

In her mind, she was already dead. However, instead of a hand going through her chest, a voice spoke from behind her.

”Ossana, please stop messing with my soon-to-be wife.”

Rory snapped her eyes open and turned toward Klaus, only to meet his smiling face gazing back at her...

Her cheeks puffed, and a pout appeared on her face.

The next second, a punch landed on Klaus’s face, sending him into another sleep, one that would last for two weeks.

”Punk.”

Ossana giggled and pounced at Rory, hugging her and planting a delighted kiss on her forehead.