Chapter 146: Do you want to kill yourself?!!

Strax stepped out of the carriage and, taking his first few steps, he spotted the soldier he had saved earlier. The man was visibly exhausted, his body weary and panting. Although he was a bit older than the other soldiers, he still maintained a certain vigor.

"Are you alright, old man?" Strax asked, his tone mixing concern with a hint of irony.

The soldier lifted his head, trying to force a smile. "I'm fine, young man. Thank you for the help." He made a hand gesture, a sign of gratitude and respect.

Strax turned to assess the situation of the others. The bandits who had attacked were being contained, and the chaos was starting to settle. "And the others? Everyone safe?"

"The group is intact, but some are injured," the soldier replied, taking a deep breath. "We still need to check the carriage and ensure nothing was damaged or stolen."

Strax nodded, understanding their situation. "Good luck with that. I have to bring my wives here. I made a deal with that strange woman inside. If you need help, just let me know. I'll be following your journey," he said, and the old man nodded as the soldiers began to organize the situation.

As he watched the activity, Strax noted the soldiers' efforts to restore order. They were working diligently to reverse the chaos the bandits had caused. It was a scene of teamwork and resilience, something Strax respected, even if it was on a battlefield.

"I hope I don't regret doing this whole thing. Connections... I guess they'll be better than gold in the long run. That woman... the veil covered her face, but she seemed quite ordinary... still...

what a strange feeling..." He murmured, beginning to move.

He needed to meet his wives and set a few things straight, especially about this supposed agreement... A few minutes passed, and Strax finally reached the carriage. It wasn't far, but he still had to walk, and in a way, he was still tired from the battle, making it difficult to move.

"Hello." He said, scratching his head as he saw his wives extremely furious... I mean, he had been gone for almost half an hour in the midst of a battle, them being calm would indeed be very strange...

"You better have a good explanation for this crap, or you're sleeping on the couch for the rest of the year." Samira said. If she were a supernatural woman, her eyes would be red and threatening, but to him... she just looked incredibly cute when she was angry, and well, he couldn't help but laugh at the situation... "Pff..." He tried to hold back, but her pout won him over easily...

Strax looked at Samira, trying to maintain a serious expression, but the sight of her pouting and angry was simply irresistible. "I have an explanation, I swear. It's just that—" He began but was interrupted by a softer, more understanding voice. "Are you hurt? You look exhausted," Monica asked, concern evident on her face as she approached with Beatrice by her side.

"Yes, it was a bit more complicated than I expected, I had some... problems," he replied, relaxing a little at her tone. "But we managed to handle the situation. And now, we have a few things to discuss."

well, let's say things aren't always as we want..." he said, and Ouroboros and Tiamat immediately looked at him, as if instinctively called to his side. "Calm down," he said, returning to his normal eye.

"You're a D—" "Shh, no one can know about this yet... You don't want your head flying around, do you? I mean, a draconic physique used correctly by a human wouldn't be good to attract attention, if you catch my drift," Strax said, his aura permeating the area, leaving Carlos with no escape. "Oh crap... why did I get into this mess..." Carlos thought.

"It's best you listen to him, human." It wasn't just him... "Two more..." he murmured, seeing the eyes of the two women. "Crap, crap, crap, this is bad! That's why this idiot is so different, not just his appearance!" Carlos thought, completely desperate.

"Damn... I need to finish this trip soon; I want to stay away from this lunatic." Carlos thought as he turned to sit again at the reins of the horses, which seemed agitated by the presence of these two people.

"Back to the matter at hand..." Beatrice murmured, trying to completely ignore how Carlos was acting, "They would surely help you, right?" "If this idiot accepted... I would have torn that strange woman apart with my fangs," Ouroboros replied, but... "And what about you?" Beatrice questioned, and Tiamat just shrugged.

"When it comes to talking, he always listens to me, but if she tried anything, I would probably kill her without much effort. Even though my power is almost zero, I'm still stronger than all of you combined," she said, shrugging.

"They get along badly, but they are the same," Beatrice murmured to Monica and Samira, who nodded. "So... tell us more about the agreement..." Samira said, and Strax, now recovered, nodded.

"It's simple, we just need the girl who was in a coma or whatever to wake up. According to this woman named Lyana, she has a serious illness," Strax explained. "When she wakes up, we'll have a little chat and decide the terms. Given that I've already protected her once, we might gain something... And honestly, if she's looking for a legendary cure or something like that, it's our luck.

She must have money and status, we could have connections with her, expanding our knowledge." Strax said, looking at them.

"Then that's it... You're trying to create a base so we can be independent when the time comes... It's smart... but also too reckless, considering how you've been handling things." Samira said, putting her hand on her head, clearly worried. "Any more details? Anything that might help us think about it?

I mean, anything at all, even where they're from could be enough." She questioned, and Strax shook his head, indicating no.

"Lyana seemed like a normal woman, though she could completely hide her presence. As for the girl... I couldn't see anything beyond the veil." Strax explained. "Veil?" Samira asked. "Yes, white and all. I could only see some strands of her hair, which were somewhat black, and that's about it."

"Why would someone be wearing a veil? I mean..." Samira tried to think, but nothing came to mind. "Well, everyone has their fashion choices."

"Carlos, let's move forward. I told them we'd join them until this mysterious woman wakes up."

"Understood."