Queen Era: The Monster I Love - Chapter 165

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CHAPTER 164

“Retreat! Retreat!” Hearing the sound echo loud and clear, the Slyerian armies began to lower their bows but kept their arrows still right strung up.

“Retreat!” Yonder yelled out again. He had been spared, heaven knows he did not want to spend another second in front of Vidor to find out if he was joking or not.

While that hope was there, it was safe for him to get far away first to confirm it, that was why he yelled again.

It also did not help that he was stabbed, his movement had slowed down incredulously and he is as losing blood from the wound.

Seeing his difficulty, the next commander gave an order and instantly, one of the soldiers hit his horse, with another one in sight and led both horses down the hill to where Yonder was.

Upon getting to where he was, the soldier stopped the horses and pulled the free one closer to Yonder. At this point he needed help but not wanting to look more pathetic than he already was, he bore the pain and climbed on top of his horses.

Casting one last look at Vidor, he turned around and hit the horse as they both rode away.

Upon reaching the hilltop, he nodded at his general and they all dropped their bows completely sheathing it and turned p, following their master as they all left.

At the same time, Etheria’s soldiers all shouted in joy at what they saw. Whether or not they fought did not matter anymore.

They were glad that could win this battle.

“Yayy!!”

A small smile spread across his lips at their retreat and then he looked at his soldiers. They seemed like one who was given water after days of nothing.

They were so eager, that nothing else bothered with their mind again.

“Good. Etherians, we March home in Victory!”

“Yay!”

He cast his gaze to where his royal personal guards were and nodded his head at Damian.

Damian too returned the gesture, bowing his headline total submission to him.

Era was right. Her plan had worked. Though they were lucky not to have fought, not that the king’s army couldn’t do the work, they could but the ferocity that his Alpha Armies had, they lacked it.

His Alpha Army were tenacious, ferocious, not sparing and had a thirst for blood like he did. It was one of the reasons why they were called Alpha, meaning first, none could compare to them or be likened unto them.

They were simply just great.

About an hour later they had managed to move the corpse of some of their soldiers. Visit and Damain now stood side by side but his gaze still had not calmed down.

Although all this while he did not want go speak do Vidor, Damian ultimately knew what he was looking for and whom he was looking for.

Normally, he would have returned to the palace by how and left them to deal with the corpse and prepare things to ensure safe guarding of the fortress of the city tomlrevent a repeat of what had happened.

“Prepare, have some men guard the entrance and be on a lookout at the entrance.”

“Yes, your majesty.”

“Wherenisnthe Lord of Cuty Meth?” He looked around and saw the Lord running around and instruct g people.

“Lord Cyrus! His majesty calls,” one of the soldiers who haloene to be near called put to him.

“Oh. Your majesty.”

He rushed to where Vidor was and bowed his head before him. “You called.”

Taking one long look at him from head to toe, Vidor nodded his head. He truly was a valiant man. He looked battered from head to toe. He was covered in blood even with his armour on.

He fought really hard before Vidor came and even when they arrived, he fought hand in hand with the king, never preventing.

Thank goodness he survived though, else Vidor would have lost a valiant warrior.

“Yes. How many soldiers have you left?” he brought his gaze up to look at him.

“We have five hundred remaining that battled plus your army, over a thousand five hundred.”

“Okay. I would send for reinforcement. We cannot calm down, let’s Slyerians attack again. We must be extremely careful to prevent it.”

“Yes, your majesty.”

“Okay, I would leave soon. I need to return to the capital and protect the palace.”

“As you wish your majesty.”

Once he had given his order, he looked around, though they were bodies of dead mean and women, none resembled that of his beloved queen and it bothered him greatly.

‘Era, where are you? Please do not tell me you were captive.”

“Your majesty, are you, okay?”

He turned to look at who spoke and saw Damian now standing close to him. “Yes?”

“You do not look well, your majesty and your arm, you have an open wound,” Damian pointed out.

“Oh. It is nothing. It is just… Well I wonder if I have seen Era.”

“The Queen?”

“Yes. I hope they did not capture her. I was told she left the palace on a stroll.”

“Your majesty, the queen is…”

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She had waited for him in the palace and when Damian’s men came, she was there to receive them.

All through they stayed, waiting for news or something about how they were going but got nothing.

When it was fully morning though, she came outside, ignoring anything Caspain would say, she needed to find out what was going on and finally just when she had gotten to where Caspian was, the thundering sound of horse holes could be heard from afar off, causing the ground to shake and announcing to all those within range of their arrival.

With it came the roaring of the dust that spread far, paving the way for them.

“His majesty has returned!”

Her eyes shot wide with joy as she waited for him to get to where she was. The second he came down from her horse, Era threw reasoning to the wind and rushed up to him, hugging like her life depended on it.

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“You’re safe.”

She pulled back a bit, still in his embarrassment as she looked up to see him, before he could do anything, she stood on her toes and pressed her lips on his.