Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children-Chapter 103 - - Clarity

Mialthara’s fingers twitched slightly as she clenched again behind her back, feeling how she was fearing a mortal.

Yet, looking towards his back and then back at the princess who had soared in the sky and directly collided with the Death Beast, she closed her eyes before vanishing.

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For a mortal to yell at her, she would have torn his body into pieces.

But given the grief he would experience after losing that woman, she decided to give him some peace of mind.

After all, either way, all three of them were going to die at the hands of that Death Beast that had descended on this land, and now carnage would commence.

After all, there was a reason why they were called Death Beasts.

And that young one was Early 8th Layer, something which even she could not defeat if not using forbidden techniques, leading her to choose the smaller matter, which was to stop those senile elders while watching all three of them—Kyle, Olea, and the princess—die a futile death on their own.

May she gain pity and save the young man at the last moment.

But for now, her curiosity was to see how much the princess would be able to heal herself like she did a moment ago after getting injured again and again.

"Ptuu, haa, I am sorry, Olea," Kyle uttered as he used his mouth to open the cap of the glass bottle before taking a mouthful of it and then throwing it away as his fingers removed the mask over Olea’s face, revealing bloodied lips as he leaned closer. Though he did not want it to be in such a way, he still did it.

Mpphhh

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Sealing her lips with his, his tongue moved directly, trespassing her lips which had the metallic taste mixed with the taste of the healing potion, as he let it flow directly into her mouth, given her already unconscious state, which he could feel was similar to death but just a moment away from it, maybe due to her extreme physique which tried to preserve her soul.

He let the flow of the potion slowly enter her by pushing his tongue as deep within her mouth as he could.

BOOM!

There was just a backdrop sound coming from behind him with the clash of Aleriana and that snake.

Given the one-sided fight, he could hear the collision affecting Aleriana the most.

Yet, retreating back from Olea’s face, he knew that in hoping to win a war which he could win at any moment, he might lose Olea, who, right now, was most probably in a soul morphing state.

He could see that the state Olea was in was the same as the one mentioned in the original story, where, after the battle with that immortal and dying, her soul cocooned itself, preserving its ethereal form and escaped. He could feel that she was transitioning into that state which he did not want at any cost.

"Are you listening to me, Olea?"

Kyle asked.

His eyes were set on her whitest pupil, which had a purple hint within them, still showing the state of death within her.

He spoke up, causing the blood from his mouth—which he had gotten from hers—to drip enough to make it audibly clear to him.

Yet in that moment of sounds, there was no heartbeat leaking out of her.

She was dead.

Or at least was about to die once her soul escaped this body, leading him to look at her, knowing she was not going to react as even her soul was trying to escape this broken body, instinctively, instead of hearing his words.

Making him add further, "Your parent’s souls have still not found peace, Olea."

The most sensitive thing which he felt inferior to was how her body would most likely react to her parents, rather than to him.

He stated, while feeling that he would make sure the day comes when the desperate she was for revenge for her parents would be as desperate for him.

There was no reaction from her; yet he felt, on a molecular level, given how he could sense the hostile energy and even a bit of the reflexive actions at a quantum level, even though his body could not keep up with the speed, he felt there was a halt in the process of her soul trying to preserve itself.

Maybe, if normally, one could not be able to tell if his words went through her, but he, feeling that halt in the process of her soul’s escape, knew she heard him crystal clear.

"Your parents just talked with me a moment ago. They are suffering the pain of seeing you suffer, Olea," he stated, knowing that to stimulate her, he needed to mix lies with his words, yet it was indeed to some extent true.

Looking at her non-reactive body, he continued with a well-crafted lie, "They regret leaving a small child on her own to fend off in this world, breaking their promise to return."

His words were calm, yet his heart was becoming even calmer as he sensed each moment the reaction at the quantum level within her body seemed to relax a bit; he was feeling relaxed too.

While within the 13-meter radius, his senses were overwhelmingly controlling everything, not leaving even a small insect to crawl in.

"...Wake up, Olea. I promise you, I will walk this path of revenge with you even if it shatters me; I will not turn away," he tried to speak the truth. Given how he had arrived in this world by mere coincidence, and having his priority set on surviving, he didn’t know when he determined to help Aleriana ascend the throne.

Maybe out of the love she showed him, but he at least got the clarity that as a partner now, or the better half, he needed to be the one holding the hands of her future wives rather than distracting them from their real goal.

Just like how when he felt that maybe due to him, Aleriana would lose her goal of reaching the throne, he made the choice to walk with her.

Just like that, the moment he decided to marry Olea, he determined to do the same for her too.

Yet physically, there was no reaction, but he could see the cocoon once formed around her soul finally breaking apart as through the darkness, the light within her tried to stretch her hands toward him.

Making him give one last pull,

"Come on, Olea, you look ugly this way. Don’t make my mind have such a distorted image of one of the most beautiful women I ever saw."

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"Haaa."

There was a heartbeat which he heard clearly, accompanied by the breath coming from below him as his eyes looked clearly, unsurprised, considering from the start he was able to see her soul, her every bit of reaction, with a smile forming as there was a hint of her weak, exhausted eyes giving away the blurred purple hint as her lips seemed to tremble.

With the tilt of his hand, leaning down and raising his forehead to hers, he said, "Miss Olea, would you marry me?"

"Y..you a..re u..gl..y."

[....The most she could have said was no.]