The Genesis Of A Necromancer-Chapter 156: Reaching the demon settlement

The group was awkwardly quiet as they flew, the sound of rushing wind the only thing filling the silence.

The atmosphere felt heavy, almost suffocating, despite the vast sky stretching endlessly around them.

Alisha’s gaze lingered on Jack’s back as he carried Jena in his arms, bridal style.

Her chest tightened involuntarily at the sight.

She didn’t understand why, but an unfamiliar, unpleasant emotion coiled in her heart.

She felt anger... no, it was something more than that—a tangled mix of frustration, confusion, and something dangerously close to jealousy.

’Why am I feeling this way?’ she wondered, unable to tear her eyes away from the subtle, rosy hue dusting Jena’s cheeks.

The girl seemed almost content in Jack’s hold, her fingers curling slightly against his chest.

Alisha frowned.

Why was she feeling this way towards Jack?

She had never experienced this kind of sensation before—this unexplainable knot forming in her stomach.

Was she... jealous?

No. That couldn’t be it. Could it?

Clenching her fists, Alisha forced herself to look away, shifting her focus to their surroundings instead.

The scenery below them was barren, marked by jagged mountains and flattened hills.

The ground beneath them was cracked and dry, painted in a dull shade of drought-red, stretching endlessly like an abandoned wasteland.

Missy, on the other hand, had a knowing grin on her face as she glanced at Alisha.

The tiny girl wasn’t blind—she could see the emotions swirling in her big sister’s eyes.

’Big sister will definitely confess! Missy is doing a wonderful job,’ she thought with an amused chuckle, which did not go unnoticed by Alisha.

"What’s so funny?" Alisha asked, raising an eyebrow.

Missy quickly wiped the smirk off her face.

"Nothing. I just remembered something." She paused, then added with a thoughtful look, "Big brother was always so self-centered in the past. He only thought about his own benefits, but now... I think something has changed."

It was meant to be a playful comment, but as she spoke, her expression softened.

The memories of her past life flickered in her mind—the lonely, selfish Jack who rarely cared about others.

And yet, this version of Jack was different.

"Missy likes the new big brother!" she announced with a bright smile.

Jack, who had been flying ahead, momentarily glanced back at her, clicking his tongue in annoyance.

"Tch."

"Bad big brother!" Missy huffed, puffing her cheeks at his lack of response.

Jack ignored her, his focus shifting back to the horizon.

Alisha, meanwhile, had her head lowered, lost in her own thoughts.

Her fingers curled against her palms.

"Yes... I... like him too?" she muttered under her breath, the uncertainty in her voice betraying her thoughts.

Before she could dwell on it further, Jena suddenly lifted her hand and pointed towards the distance.

Jack followed her gaze, his pupils constricting as his vision sharpened, allowing him to see the town ahead.

"Up ahead... I think we’re getting closer to a town," he announced.

Alisha’s eyes flickered towards him, her voice sharper than she intended.

"Good. It’s time we stop flying."

Jack ignored the irritation in her tone, responding briskly, "Indeed. It wouldn’t be wise to fly inside. That would only make us stand out. We don’t want to draw unnecessary attention."

Without another word, he descended, and the others quickly followed.

As soon as they touched the ground, Jack released Jena from his hold.

Alisha exhaled, barely suppressing the relief washing over her, but the moment she noticed Jena fidgeting, her fingers playing with the hem of her sleeve and her cheeks still tinged pink, the irritation returned.

’Why does she look so flustered? Does she actually like being held by him?’

She gritted her teeth and looked away.

"We should walk from here," Jack said, his voice cutting through the tension. "It will take about fifty minutes to reach the town."

Alisha didn’t respond immediately, taking a deep breath to calm herself.

Jack, on the other hand, was reflecting on the experience of flight.

He had always wondered what it would be like to soar through the sky, to feel that weightless freedom.

And yet... it wasn’t the same as he had imagined.

’It’s definitely not the same as flying in an airplane,’ he thought, exhaling.

Flying was exhilarating, but the sheer force of the wind made it exhausting.

Unlike an airplane, where passengers could sit comfortably in a pressurized cabin, he had to constantly regulate his aura to keep the harsh winds from battering his body.

It was draining.

’This makes me feel like I was the plane itself rather than a passenger,’ he mused with a wry smile.

"Let’s get going." Jack took the lead, stepping ahead of the others.

The group walked in silence for a moment before Jack unexpectedly spoke again. "It would’ve been nice if Jena could talk—"

"Why would it be nice?" Alisha interrupted, her crimson eyes locking onto him with a scrutinizing look.

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Jack frowned. "I was about to say—tch." He cut himself off, annoyed at being interrupted.

’What’s wrong with her today?’ he thought. Alisha was acting strangely, different from usual. There was something beneath those sharp eyes, something he couldn’t quite place. And for some reason, it unsettled him. Your next chapter is on novelbuddy

He shifted his gaze away and cleared his throat.

"I meant that if she could talk, she might’ve been able to tell us more about the city we’re heading to... She’s been there before."

Jena parted her lips slightly but quickly shut them again, lowering her gaze.

"Oh..." Alisha mumbled, her face heating up. She turned away quickly, frustrated with herself.

’Why did I ask? What was I thinking?’

She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. ’What’s wrong with me?’

Missy, watching from the side, sighed dramatically. ’What’s wrong with these two chicken heads?! Even Missy can tell they like each other! What’s wrong with big brother? Isn’t he seeing a green flag?!’

Each of them was lost in their own thoughts.

Jack—about the future and the inevitable clash with Haraus.

Alisha—about the strange emotions she couldn’t understand.

Missy—about the absolute lack of romance between the supposed couple.

And Jena—drifting in her own quiet world.

"Stop right there!"

The sudden, commanding voice snapped them out of their thoughts. They had unknowingly arrived at the massive black gates of the town.

Jack halted, and the others followed.

"We are travelers from the third planes," Jack stated calmly, letting his aura seep into the air around them. The guards were demons, but they were weak—too weak to recognize the true nature of his energy.

The leading guard scrutinized them before speaking. "Hmph... Don’t cause any trouble inside. You can stay for at most two weeks. After that, you leave. And don’t expect us to take responsibility for whatever happens to you in there. Avoid unnecessary scuffles."

He approached them, handing Jack a small wooden token, intricately carved with strange symbols.

"Here, take these. They are invite tokens. Keep them on you at all times."

Jack examined the token before nodding. The guard proceeded to give the others their own.

His expression was sharp, filled with suspicion, but he said nothing more.

"Very well. You may enter."

The massive black gates creaked open, revealing the town beyond.

Jack narrowed his eyes. ’Is this really a demon habitation?’

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