Angel Monarch-Chapter 277: Priorities

A lingering gaze passed between Bea and Otto before she blushed and jumped away. She walked off without saying another word.

For a moment, she expected judging eyes from all around her, but not a single person cared as they gazed upon the night sky. With confusion, Bea looked up and realized where their interest came from.

The two angels floated next to one another. No one could understand their words, but Sera returned, troubled.

Bea rushed to ask what Scarred Sera said, but before words could leave her mouth, Sera’s watch buzzed. Some message came, which made her frown.

"Vicky! Could you open a portal to New Athens for me?"

Their daughter already looked tired, but she fulfilled her mother’s request without question. The human-sized portal opened, and Sera went through without another word.

She seemed worried and even a bit fearful. Before the portal fully closed, Bea saw a glimpse of Sera sprinting out of her mansion.

Concerned, Bea wrote a message to her watch, but no answer came. She furrowed her brows in annoyance and stared at the holo-screen for a few more seconds.

"Trouble in paradise?" asked the tall man walking up to her. Otto’s hair got even blacker since the last time they met. His gray eyes also seemed darker and had more depth in them.

"You won’t even be going to thank me for recovering most of your tail?" she asked, dodging his question.

He just smirked and looked towards the scorched ground outside. "I will thank you once you thank me for saving your asses!"

Bea’s expression turned angry upon hearing his remark. "You might have saved us, but without my daughter forcefully teleporting you away, you would’ve destroyed everyone here!"

The stupid grin stayed on his face as he began walking towards Sarah, who stood nearby. Before leaving, he whispered a few words… "Thank you very much, and nice to see your alluring self again!"

Otto walked away and started chatting with Sarah and Leslie. For a few long moments, Bea stood at the grassy plains, alone and confused.

She looked down at her watch once more, but no answer came. With a sad sigh, Bea turned to the destruction outside the Aegis System. Read new chapters at novelbuddy

The land still smoldered and a few spots of lava still needed to cool down more. For as far as she saw, the ground looked wavy and black. Everywhere around the city, the plains melted and resettled.

Bea’s eyes turned teary as she looked upon the destruction. Her emotions had nothing to do with the plains, but she didn’t want to stare at the city.

Even out at the edge of the shields, the sound of laughter and celebrations echoed. After the previous scare, people needed time to relax and let off some pent up steam.

While everyone in Rome was happy, Bea felt sad and depressed. Upon her return to Earth, she desperately attempted to restore the past, but to no avail.

Once more she checked her messages… Nothing…

Her sad expression turned angry, then eventually resigned. For two years, she waited to rectify things, but without appreciation, she needed to abandon the effort.

It was a painful decision. After taking a deep breath, Bea turned back towards the city, and she walked there with a fake smile on her face.

The grass land was full of corpses. Crows pecked at them, and Bea didn’t notice a lone raven watching her from a broken piece of a tank.

Its eyes held an uncanny amount of wisdom and self-awareness. The raven watched Bea leave the field, then made a gurgling croak, and flew into Rome.

…

Bran felt his life energy draining the more power he sent into the System. Voices echoed around him, but at this point, he was too far gone. He only hoped that Sera would survive. That’s all that mattered to him.

His left hand barely touched the main root, draining a constant flow of energy from it. His right hand trembled so badly, he had to focus hard to hit the red circle on the far wall.

The shouts turned louder as he felt his knees buckle. Somehow his arm stayed connected to the tree, and his other hand kept shooting energy into the System.

His vision turned into a few bright and dark spots. He only saw that terrifying red circle clearly. In the past weeks, he started to have nightmares about the circle.

It haunted him, always asking for all his life energy. It wants to kill him; he was sure of it!

Pain swam over every portion of his body, but the flow didn’t stop. It couldn’t stop! His lover’s life depended on it, and if the circle asked for his life to save Sera’s, he would make the barter without thinking.

"Get him away from the fucking Tree!" said someone… A woman… He could barely remember her name. She was a scientist who loved her job a little too much.

Bran’s vision reddened as pain sent wave after wave of suffering through him. This was the last stretch before he lost his life. He knew the end had come, and he made peace with it.

"I love you Sera…" he whispered. He wanted to say the words out loud before the end. They had a nice cling to it. Shame he couldn’t use it more often…

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His vision finally fully blackened, just as two firm metallic hands grabbed his weightless body. The energy transfer broke as his left hand stopped touching the Tree of Life.

Bran remembered seeing the last of his energy hit the red circle, then unconsciousness finally claimed him.

…

A few hours later, Bran woke up in a very peculiar bed. It wasn’t his own, but he couldn’t remember whose it was.

His body felt weak, and even opening her eyes felt like a chore. The sudden bright light blinded him for a few moments, and eventually he had to close them.

The warm, soft, silky-smooth sheets and covers felt comfortable on his sweaty, pained body. With the constant energy flow, the pain disappeared too, but its phantom remnant still haunted his body.

Every time he remembered, a shiver of discomfort assaulted his body. In those moments, the warm bed was especially good.

He took a deep breath, breathing in the pleasant fragrance in the air. The perfume smelled familiar, but he couldn’t recall whose it was.

After the deep breath, he heard shuffling next to him, then felt a chilly hand touch his sweaty brow. With the touch, another important fact hit Bran’s mind, like a brick.

He felt the cover right on his skin, which meant someone had removed all his clothes. His nakedness, combined with his lack of knowledge of the owner of the hand, made him extremely self-conscious.

It mattered little, since he could move away even if he wanted to. Every small move caused his head to scream with a mind splitting headache.

The hand kept touching his brow, cheeks, neck, and even his chest. Whoever it was, they made no noise, and he couldn’t judge the person by their hands.

He knew of a person whose hand was always cold, but she had no reason to be next to him, much less checking on him. That woman had a much too busy life to spend time like this.

The hand soon left him alone, but a few seconds later, a new feeling appeared. Someone gently placed their head on his shoulder and had one arm hugging his chest.

He finally figured out the person’s gender. There were many telling signs, starting with the long hair he felt all over his chest and shoulders, or the feminine sigh the person made after getting comfortable.

But the most convincing information by far, were the pair of breasts pressing his side. The woman wore clothes, but he could still feel them through it.

Out of desperate curiosity, Bran forced his eyes open once more. The brightness was much more bearable this time, and after a few long seconds, he could actually see.

First, he saw the familiar ceiling of the room, then he looked at the familiar furniture around the room. The bed was also something he recognized, and finally his eyes stared down at the woman on his shoulder.

Her locks of hair fell on his body like a shower of gold. Her arm’s soft skin felt like an angel’s touch on his body. Those fierce golden-green eyes stared at him with deep worry.

With difficulty, Bran opened his mouth, but couldn’t find the words to say. There was so much he wanted to say, and even more he wanted to ask, but staring into those bewitching eyes made him lose his mind.

Right now, he only wanted to say one sentence to Sera. He had been debating it for a long time, and after nearly losing his life, he didn’t want to wait any longer… Screw the consequences!

"I love you, Sera…" he said in a horribly scratchy voice.

Sera’s eyes gradually widened and her mouth fell open in shock. Bran felt the small tremble going through her body after he said those words. Now the only one question remained, was that a good sign or not?

The answer came quickly as a bright smile spread across Sera’s face. He couldn’t remember when was the last time, he saw her this happy, if ever.

She propped on her elbow and gave a long kiss to Bran. His eyes widened with surprise, but then he fully embraced himself in Sera’s mouth, and with that, all his worries and pain had disappeared.

The kiss lasted for long, beautiful minutes, then Sera moved her head away, and while still smiling, she said, "I love you too, Bran!"