Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children-Chapter 149- Spear of flames

'What is he doing here?' Ruvina was clearly flabbergasted upon realizing that the man standing in front of her—who had, for a fleeting moment, become the center of attention—was none other than Karl Arcutus, the legitimate son of the Arcutus Dukedom.

Instinctively, she took a step back, understanding what effect it might have on her image if she were seen approaching him.

"You might be thinking about what I am doing here?" Kyle disputed the most expected thought he could sense from her, making Ruvina's eyes flicker for a moment before narrowing.

She realized she had just let her thoughts show on her face, allowing this man to guess them. Standing there, she felt that the information she had received from the Intelligence Guild and the bigger sects was completely wrong.

Forget about this young man being at the second layer—he wasn't even a cultivator to begin with. Not a speck of Qi.

"Pardon me, but I will take my leave." Ruvina just gave him the cold shoulder, turning away as she realized that the parents of the man were not worth the trouble—and neither was standing there with him.

"Spear of Flames. I know where it is," Kyle stated, his voice low enough for only Ruvina to hear, drowned behind the murmurs surrounding him. It was clear that most of the noblemen were more interested in talking about his worthless presence than focusing on what someone illegitimate had to say.

'!?'

'What?' Ruvina's feet halted, her body going numb for a moment. Slowly, she loosened her fan—revealing her face for the first time.

Her lips bore golden lipstick, her eyes flickering black… but upon closer look, there was a hint of gold within, like webs of glowing nerves that lit up for a second as she charged her Qi within them, before returning to normal.

It was a reaction to the name of the weapon she had been searching for—for a very long time.

That weapon wasn't just the heirloom lost from the Crutrain family. It was her father's last weapon. The one that followed him on the journey where he took his last breath.

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His body was never found—nor the weapon he carried at that time—when he went to the borders of the Azure Flame Kingdom to face the Soaring Phoenix Kingdom.

This had happened decades ago, during the war between the two kingdoms. A full-scale battle erupted after the discovery of a legacy that turned into a cutthroat struggle. To protect that legacy, many strong warriors from the Azure Flame Kingdom had gone—including Duke Arcutus, who returned alive with others.

Everyone knew about the resistance passed down through generations between the two families. And so, the rumors began: that Duke Arcutus had betrayed her father and murdered him, calling it an "accident" on the battlefield—claiming he was killed by the enemy.

Not just the head of the family… Even the family heirloom and generational weapon were lost from the Crutrain line.

"So it was indeed Duke Arcutus..." Ruvina clenched her jaw, realizing that the only way this man could know about the weapon's whereabouts was likely because Duke Arcutus told him—to make a deal in exchange for the weapon he must have stolen after killing her father.

"What?" Kyle, well aware of the story surrounding what the Crutrain family believed, felt that maybe this woman was headed in the wrong direction. Given his anonymity, there had been no rumors in elite circles about him—prompting him to clarify, "I've never even met that man. What are you on about?"

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" Ruvina yelled, her voice sharp enough to cut the silence. Everyone around was taken aback as the environment heated up—golden light simmered around Ruvina, her eyes sparkling like molten gold in the lamplight. Even her Qi seemed to magnify the energy surrounding her body as she glared at the young man who dared to lie.

"Wh-what happened? Are they going to fight?" "Wait... in the banquet?"

It didn't take long for a spark to become fire. Murmurs rippled through the crowd as they looked at the rising tension between the two heirs of the Duke families.

It was quite a sight. Their expectations were quickly reevaluated—yes, it looked like a fight might break out at the banquet hosted by Prince Orion.

Especially since it was Ruvina Crutrain who seemed enraged.

A battle seemed inevitable. And with the Prince traditionally arriving at the end, it was unlikely anyone would be able to stop it.

Stopping either of them would offend the other.

Even though Arcutus had declared Kyle illegitimate and banished him from the family, there was no guarantee they would stay away from the politics. They might even use this chance to go after the Crutrain family—even if it meant supporting their illegitimate son, just for a moment.

"Use your mind. Do you think anyone can lift that spear without having Qilin's Qi?" Kyle interrupted, clearly seeing where things were headed. He didn't want her to create a scene here. Desperation often made people do the wrong thing. He saw her flowing with emotion—just like when she yelled, forgetting her usual snake-like tongue. It made him realize something:

Maybe in her haste, she made a mistake.

A mistake that had just sent the wrong signal throughout the nobility.

"Come with me." Ruvina grabbed his wrist—not harshly, but firm enough to make it clear this wasn't a request.

"Mia, hold her a bit," Kyle said as he handed the cat to Miathafa, who accepted it with a nod, clearly disinterested in the banquet.

The murmuring nobles faded behind them as she led Kyle across the ornate gardens, her golden heels crunching over the gravel until they reached the stone railing at the very edge of the estate grounds.

Beyond it lay a serene, moonlit lake—its surface glass-still, reflecting the stars like scattered jewels.

The silence between them stretched as the tension cooled slightly.

Ruvina let go of his wrist and turned, her face half-lit by the lanterns behind them. "Where is it?" she asked finally, her voice low. Not threatening—but burning with need.

Kyle leaned casually against the stone railing, unfazed. "The Spear of Flames, you mean?" He gave a half-smirk. "It's not a thing you can just take. Especially not with that kind of expression."

She stepped closer, the golden threads in her eyes shimmering again. "Don't test me, Kyle. If you know where it is, I need to know. Now."

"Need?" he echoed, amused. "That's quite a greedy word for someone who just screamed at me in front of half the noble circle."