Chapter 365 Battle Of The Union III - Princess Valerie



Lucy tried to deal the final blow, as the demonic succubus felt dizzy from the barrage of attacks, she had to go through.

"No one can stop me from being his woman, not you, not your princess," Lucy touched the woman's head and looked at her eye to eye.

"Heh! Got you," The woman, who was supposed to be stunned and unconscious suddenly smiled, as she caught Lucy by her neck and started doing something strange.

"Amulet of the royal family! The amulet that proves the identity of the royal family," She tried to press it on her face, but Velian use one of his wind cutters to create a distance between them.

"That amulet! It's the one that attacked me, so it belonged to this accursed hero bloodline," Velian said as he quickly took Lucy, who was coughing and went back to their army.

"It doesn't matter now, because the curse is already inflicted upon her, if I were you, I would kill her right now," The succubus woman said and laughed, and Velian knew something was wrong with Lucy.

But suddenly she started to choke Velian like she was hypnotised causing others to quickly come and pull her.

"Kyla, quickly pull her, don't let her do anything," Daphnia ordered and Kyla started pulling Lucy, but it wasn't effective as she was almost glued to Velian's body.

"It's fine, it's not like I can't breathe," Velian said and started walking toward the succubus woman, grabbing Lucy along the way.

"Impossible! How can you breathe? Are you not human? What the hell are you?" She started backing down, as she didn't expect him to react like this especially when he was supposed to be writhing with pain because of his inability to breathe.

"Well! Well! I will answer you, if you give me that amulet, and your life, because even if you say no, I'm going to take them," Velian suddenly burned all the lackeys, that tried to attack him with his violet flame.

Velian, a seasoned warrior with a wicked grin on his face, brandished his gleaming blade as he closed in on the succubus. His eyes fixated on the coveted amulet hanging around her neck, the very symbol of the royal family's power. With each step, his determination intensified, his mind consumed by thoughts of riches and triumphs.

"That amulet is dangerous, it has power that can change the tide of this battle, so I will be taking it,"

Just as Velian was about to strike, a glimmer of movement caught his attention. A figure emerged from the shadows of the darkness, adorned in resplendent white armour shone with an ethereal glow. Long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, reminiscent of a character plucked from the pages of a fairy tale. It was none other than Princess Valerie, the archenemy of Velian himself.

She was the only surviving member of the royal family right now, so she didn't want to risk her life and personally come outside to fight with some people, but she couldn't let the amulet falls into her enemy's hand.

Velian's smirk transformed into a twisted grin as he observed the approaching princess. His curiosity piqued, he wondered how powerful she truly was. In an attempt to gain insight into his adversary, he focused his thoughts and channelled his appraisal skill towards Princess Valerie.

His eyes widened in surprise. "What? How can this be? What power resists my appraisal?"

There were only two possible reasons that might affect this situation. The first one being, a magical tool that has the power to block his appraisal or the second option being she was equally or more powerful than Velian.

Velian's smirk disappeared as he recognized the threat. "Well, well, it looks like the main boss is here," he sneered. "What brings you here? Seeking to foil my plans yet again? And who are you? Queen, Princess or a concubine,"

Valerie's azure eyes gleamed with determination as she lifted her sword, a blade that shimmered with an otherworldly light. "I will not allow you to take the amulet, Velian," she declared, her voice laced with authority. "It is not yours to take. The amulet belongs to the royal family,"

Velian chuckled, unfazed by Valerie's bravado. "And what makes you think you can stop me, little princess? Your white armour and fairy tale aura won't be enough to save you."

Undeterred, Valerie held her ground. "You underestimate me, Velian. My power is greater than you can comprehend."

"But, don't forget because if I showed you my power, at least one time, you will regret what you did," She said and looked at the succubus.

"Give it back! And fight with others, leave Velian to me and the amulet," She ordered and the succubus said what she said and threw the amulet toward her.

A mixture of frustration and intrigue flickered across Velian's face.

"Impressive," he muttered. "But know this, Valerie. I am not one to be trifled with. I will claim the amulet, and your interference will only hasten your demise."

"And your demise will bring peace to this and, so please die,"

Valerie's grip on her sword tightened. "I will protect the amulet and prevent you from inflicting further harm," she vowed. "Prepare yourself, Velian, for I am the guardian of heroic bloodline, and anyone that doesn't support our purpose shall not prevail."

Valerie said and looked at Velian with a sad look.

"You are an idiot! You had the chance to be the next hero, but you want to die a pointless death here, I kept you alive all this time because I saw the promising future in you, but no more, if I kill you before the demon lord awakens, then you won't be a hero anymore,"

With those words, the clash between Velian and Valerie became imminent, an epic battle between opposing forces. Their destinies intertwined, the outcome uncertain. As the city echoed with the clash of steel and the crackle of magic, the world held its breath, for, at this moment, the fates of both the succubus and the royal amulet hung in the balance of peace and chaos.