Chapter 309 DO Not Buy, Got Covid, Better Will Start Fixing s Tomorrow



As Cain and his group were making their way up the stairs, the Beowolf captain was slightly trembling as he moved. The one who noticed immediately was of course the one who held his heart, thus the black-haired mage quickly asked.

"Love are you okay?", however despite her loving entreaties, the blond swordsman kept silent. El not taking no for an answer silently chanted a spell similar to [White World] and connected to only her husband, within the spell she asked again.

'Arthur, I am here. Tell me what's wrong, this world only has the two of us.' Shocked but not surprised, the Beowolf captain smiled and responded as they kept running.

'I am scared El. I talked a big game but when it came down to it, I was the one who slipped up. The words of the bear when we first came here keep haunting me like a ghost.'

(Such a pity I cannot see your journey o chosen blade; the gods you put your trust in have abandoned you. Leave this land quickly, or your greed shall have you lose that which you value most. You will find no salvation here!

Like our lands, your so-called Freya will drive you all to ruin. She is naught, but a psychotic hedonist that will murder worlds should it fulfill her desires. Hevon Vittuun Rotta Kuispa!)

'So far we have managed to do impossible tasks one after another without fatalities, I am terrified that we stand to lose more the longer this goes on. If I lose you, I don't think I would be able to stay sane. What if the next time I slip up someone dies?

What if killing Ziminar is not possible? Can't we just stop here and run? Lorelei already has gotten into the ruin, right? Maybe we can just investigate and go home? What if....'

As the blond captain was headed in a downward spiral of fear and worry, El reached out and grasped his hand in hers, the warmth and the force entered Cain's body like a tide. It was like the first rays of spring after a long winter. It calmed the nervous Beowolf captain and placated his soul. In the midst of his peace, the voice of the one he loves echoed ever so softly.

'Maybe you are right, but I know you would never do that. The man I fell in love with would never abandon those that could be saved.'

El then moved his hand towards her lips as she lovingly gave a quick peck on his glove. She then faced her husband with eyes full of passion and determination.

'Also, I am not a damsel in distress. I am a Beowolf. And I am your wife, I will never allow you to do something I know you will regret. Do not mistake who you are my love. You are Arthur Fourreau codename Cain. The captain of the Beowolves! The squad that has repeatedly done the impossible!n0vElUsb.c0m

The one whom I adore more than anything in this world. And the light of this forsaken universe. Do not stop moving just because you are scared. I will not die; I will protect you as you will protect me. Allowing Ziminar to escape will forever haunt you no matter how far we run. We end this now! For Alfheim. For Asgard. For Lucia, Lorelei, and all those who have died. We carry their lives, hopes, and dreams on our backs, but most of all, we do it for us. For our family, our future, for our children who have yet to be born. We will be having a football team right~'

With the short speech of El, Arthur recentered himself. She was right, they were not fighting for just today, they carried the hopes of those that passed and the survival of the future. Stopping now would not help anyone, they were already knee-deep into this matter. It only ended when Ziminar dies not before.

As he remembered why he fought, it was not such a grand dream as many would say, he did not fight for Alfheim, nor did he fight for Asgard. He didn't even care about the earth, Cain fought for his family and loved ones plain and simple. The blond swordsman fought so that future generations would not have to. Arthur wanted this pointless war to end with him.

Overflowing with love and Affection, the Beowolf captain pulled his wife into his embrace while he continued to run. Feeling her weight and her warmth, he again vowed to protect this woman above all else. He then asked in her mind as the swordsman carried her while running.

'I don't know if I can do a football team, but I will definitely put a baby in you more than once. El, I might be heading to my death, or even the end of this world. Would you still come with me? Are you not wishing you should have fallen in love with someone else?'

Cain repositioned her body into a princess carry while they ran. El in return placed both her arms on her husband's neck as she gave him a deep and passionate kiss lasting several seconds. She then licked his cheek as she amorously whispered.

'Now why would I want anyone else? I will never be bound to any other, my beloved husband. I desire neither riches nor honor, I desire only to stay by your side. Just love me and me alone and I will never yearn for more. If you head to battle or if you wish to wage war, then there will I be. Wherever you go, I will forever follow~ '

Cain felt his heart skip several beats, how can this woman act so erotic and seductive? It was to the point that he wanted to have her here and now. His breathing became labored not from running but from lust, he then tried very hard to calm his body down as Arthur junior wanted to have a go.

Amused at the suffering she inflicted on her husband and having seen the lust in his eyes, El was in a very happy mood, but knowing this was not the time El then embraced his head as she whispered for everyone to hear.

"I will not run away my dear husband. All I am you can have after we put Ziminar down. You can ravage me as much as you want tonight so do your best okay~"

*Whistle*

Abel couldn't help himself as he grew annoyed at the pink atmosphere between the captain and vice captain of the Beowolves. he knew something was up when the shielder noticed them, but soon saw the two locking lips and ignored them. It was only when El suddenly spoke such a provocative line that he checked to see what was going on with them. on the other hand, Rai had a stoic face while Atele spoke in an amused voice.

"There are proven studies that animals who are driven by lust exhibit higher aggression due to the increase of testosterone. I will take notes to see how effective Lilith's attempts are in the next battle."

Finding the entire thing stupid the aged Asgardian in eastern robes, then commented as they neared the exit. "We are here, I will take point. Now that Ziminar is outside the ruin. I can finally let loose."

Dumbfounded by his statement, every time Rai showed himself he was beyond overbearing and was a force of nature no one could stop, yet he was holding back. finding the notion absurd the Asgardian then noticed the looks of unbelief between the Beowolves so he said.

"I'm guessing you think just because you fought against Sun ranks you think they are nothing more than Moon ranks with bigger force pools?"

When no one answered Vasalias continued further. "Do not misunderstand the Force ranks as something arbitrarily decided. A being only enters Sun rank once he has achieved the limit of what his body can endure. To climb higher a sun rank must be subjected to a new attribute. Which is faith."

Abel who couldn't understand inquired in confusion. "Faith?"

This time the one who answered was Atele, "Sun ranks are beings who surpassed the mortal and are on their way to immortality. They cannot progress just because they gain strength, their presence must be acknowledged by a greater majority similar to worship. This is why the next rank after the Sun ranks are called Celestials."

Annoyed at them stopping, Rai then further commented in an exasperated voice. "Alfheim's system completely removes the faith needed for Sun ranks by forcing their entire focus on either body or magic. This is why they use people as their rallying cries, Tursas is a pseudo-3-Sun on the Asgardian Force ranks. He will never get any higher no matter how strong he gets because of the lack of faith.

There is only one true Sun rank of Alfheim, and she was the reason why the attacks were halted during the first blitzkrieg. She goes by the name of Erta the queen of Alfheim. Tursas can only become a true 5-Sun once his mere presence creates faith that defied logic by the thousands.

Now, let me show you why they call the ones on Asgard the land of the gods."