Chapter 155 Sylvara vs Agares
Fed to a dog.
A dog would at least bark twice.
Finished
Feeding this dog of a man, on the other hand, had stabilized his genes, smoothed out his mental-energy riots, and bought him the peace of mind to plan a divorce-without sparing a single thought for how much she’d done for him.
Sylvara rubbed the two Smokewillow branches in her hands together, fusing them into one, then snapped her wrist in a hard, clean flick, the motion sharp and domineering. “You want me
the to pass on a message? Fine. Beat me. As long as you can beat me, I’ll not only pass message -I’ll personally make sure she divorces you.”
“Holy-holy crap, it’s happening, it’s happening!”
Leiya clamped a death grip on the adjutant’s sleeve, thrilled at the show. “Who do you think wins when two monsters like that go
head-to-head?”
Good thing the combat suit fabric was built tough, or he’d have shredded the sleeve by now.
The adjutant irritably tugged his sleeve back into shape. “Is that the point? Did you not hear them talking about divorce?”
Bane Nemoria nodded in agreement, speculating, “I heard something about ‘her divorcing you’ too.”
“So, Mr. Vaelor wants to divorce Mrs. Vaelor, and the terrifying Ms. Feywin is the lady’s best friend-so she’s furious on her behalf?”
“Mr. Vaelor wants to divorce Mrs. Vaelor?” Rainy Magnus was utterly lost, then burst out angrily, “If I had a soft, adorable wife like that, who can cook and act cute, I’d slap myself first before I ever said a harsh word to her. Mr. Vaelor really doesn’t know how good he’s got it.”
“What?” Veyric’s jaw dropped. “My Sylvie knows the Commander’s wife?”
Everyone’s gazes snapped toward Veyric in unison. “Your Sylvie?”
Their stare sent a chill racing down Veyric’s spine, but pride wouldn’t let him back down. He straightened up. “Yeah. The Ms. Feywin you’re talking about is mine. Got a problem with that?”
“Family, huh?” Rainy let the word roll out, then asked suspiciously, “As in actual family?”
Veyric’s calves were still trembling under their collective stare—
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But his brain was working just fine.
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་ཤ་ཏུ་
His Sylvie was from a waste planet.
These men in front of him were all frontline Hunting Legion. Even if some of them had come from rough backgrounds, years in the Legion meant they’d clawed their way into something respectable.
He was not about to let them look down on Sylvara just because she’d started on a garbage rock.
“That’s right.” Veyric’s legs stopped shaking. His back went ramrod straight like a flagpole as he emphasized every word. “She’s mine. Blood. Family. Lives on Centria planet.”
Agares watched the Smokewillow in her hands unravel into two soft whips as long as her arms, trailing along the ground like agile snakes. His brows tightened even further. “I’m not going to fight you. If you refuse to pass the message, that’s fine-I’ll tell her myself.”
Sylvara, furious, cracked the Smokewillow straight toward his forehead. “Oh yeah? If you won’t fight me today, then tomorrow I’ll go to the Federation as a Level-7 Plant Healer and speak to their upper council myself. I’ll have them send a ship to pick me up, and I’ll immigrate to the Federation next door!”
The lush green Smokewillow moved as if it had eyes, streaking straight for Agares’ forehead.
He tilted his head aside to dodge and shot a hand up, his movement as fast as lightning, catching the branch that was lunging for his face. His voice dropped low. “Ms. Feywin, what exactly did I do to provoke you? Tell me clearly-if this is my fault, I’ll apologize.
“Running off to settle in the Federation would not be a wise choice. Here in the Troya Empire, I can guarantee you, on behalf of the entire Hunting Legion, that no one will ever force you to do anything. In the Federation-that’s a different story.”
Off at a distance, Carlos was watching so intently he could barely keep from shouting encouragement. “Comrades, are we taking bets on this? I’m putting my money on Ms. Feywin.”
Leiya stared at him like he’d grown a second head. “Even though Ms. Feywin is family to our Legion… I’m betting on her too. Mr. Vaelor can’t even see what’s in front of him and wants to divorce his own wife. Gotta back him to lose.”
Veyric puffed up, voice booming, “I’m all in on our Sylvie! One thousand stellar coins, hurry, hurry!”
Bane waved at the thirty-odd comrades nearby. “Come on, come on, place your bets! Once in a lifetime odds right here!”
Sylvara let out a cold laugh. “You want to know what you did? Figure it out yourself. Moving to the Federation is my business. Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you.”
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