Chapter 450 451-Return to Breeze City

Chapter 450 451-Return to Breeze City

A face, though not long acquainted with but already very familiar, appeared in Howard's field of vision.

With baby fat cheeks slightly flushed with embarrassment and annoyance, her furrowed brows and piercing eyes looked down upon Howard from atop her horse.

Vivia was mounted, cradling the expressionless Jelia in her arms, with a riding crop in hand.

Meanwhile, Howard lay in the wagon, an easy target by any measure.

Snap—

The riding crop in Vivia's hand made a crisp sound as her face remained impassive.

Howard turned to look towards the front of the wagon, stunned.

...

Although Vivia didn't show it much, it was undeniable that she had been keeping an eye on Howard's condition, considering he was the first person she saw upon waking up.

Howard rubbed the back of his neck and sighed, "Tell me what happened afterward, about Red Eye and Lilianne. As for myself, I'll need some time to adjust before I can discuss it with you."

Despite his hesitation, Howard decided it was time to reveal some things.

Given the ambiguous stance of Nula and Dorek, the identity of an extraterrestrial here seemed not as sensitive as Howard had imagined, or perhaps, even more common than he thought?

Recalling the information Dorek might have unintentionally revealed, Howard felt increasingly that beneath this seemingly peaceful world, something was brewing in the shadows.

"Red Eye is dead. I had to play some of my cards, and fortunately, I managed to kill Red Eye," said Ali, who was driving the carriage.

She didn't elaborate further, and Vivia glanced at her, remaining silent.

The battle scene Vivia witnessed was not as simple as Ali described it now.

When she found Ali, Ali was already teetering on the edge of death.

If she and Antalya had arrived a few minutes later, Ali might have been preparing for burial by now.

"After Ali killed Red Eye, we rescued Lilianne and then found you. During this time, Soma died at Greg's hands."

Since Ali didn't seem inclined to share more, Vivia felt it inappropriate to say anything further.

"When we found you, me, Ali, Antalya, and Jelia were all present. You were unconscious at Silverlight Crossroads, with no wounds on your body, but it was evident you had been injured."

Such injuries would have been fatal for anyone else.

Nearly half of his waist had been sliced open.

Though the wound had mysteriously healed, the regenerated flesh looked completely different from the original, and the bloodstains and torn clothes did not disappear, making it easy for them to speculate what Howard might have endured.

This was precisely what Vivia was worried about.

Such a level of self-healing couldn't come without a cost, and Howard's subsequent unconsciousness might have been part of that price.

That's why Vivia wanted to know exactly what Howard had experienced.

"I encountered the Old Nobles, his name is Ankurei, Red Eye's boss." Howard decided to keep Nula and Dorek's existence hidden for now.

Their identities were more sensitive and mysterious than Ankurei's and could potentially draw unnecessary trouble.

The entire incident was orchestrated by them from behind the scenes.

She was dressed in a drab gray dress, her large, sparkling eyes filled with curiosity.

Her ears twitched occasionally, almost irresistibly inviting one to reach out and touch them.

Howard lifted his chin, eyeing the pillow and blanket in Jelia's arms.

"Why are you here? Didn't we arrange a room for you?"

"I'm scared to sleep alone."

Such words coming from a little orc who had lived alone on the chaotic streets for years held little credibility, prompting Howard to sigh.

Shaking his head, he said, "If Vivia catches you like this tomorrow, I'm definitely in for a severe scolding."

"Why?"

"You don't need to know why. Now, hurry up and leave."

Perhaps the nutritional supplements she had been receiving lately were showing their effects, as Jelia's face seemed more plump and hydrated, no longer the dry and thin appearance of before.

Hmm, nice to the touch.

Thinking this, Howard rubbed her ears a couple more times.

Then, he looked up to see Vivia passing by the door.

Dressed in a simple dress, her hair loose and flowing, she stood in the yard, expressionless, holding a watering can.

Her gaze towards them carried a disdain as if she had seen something filthy.

"Huh, so this is the type you like?"

With a cold laugh, Vivia turned away.

Though she controlled it well, Howard noticed her pace quicken slightly.

At that moment, Jelia said, "When you were rubbing my face just now, you had a really strange smile on your face, Howard."

Howard stared at Jelia as if he had seen a ghost.

He shifted the topic impatiently, "I've told you, you can't sleep with me. Go outside."

"Who said anything about sleeping with you?" Jelia's gaze shifted upward, her cold stare piercing Howard's face.

"I just want to sleep in the same room as you. You can sleep on the floor."

Is this something someone who insists on squeezing in would say?

"What if you disappear again if I'm not watching you?" Jelia's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for Howard to hear.

"When you were unconscious, when you went missing, Vivia cried."

"I hate that expression on her face because I don't have the right to show such an expression."

Jelia's last words were spoken so softly that Howard couldn't catch them, but he understood the gist of her message.

Howard was taken aback.

He had thought Vivia merely harbored some fondness for him.