Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children-Chapter 102 - Death Beast

Aleriana could feel.

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The clear sensation of her heartbeat slowly transitioning from the state of haste due to battle to an inevitable halt, as it finally fell steadily until it stopped completely.

Given Aleriana’s senses and mind acceleration due to adrenaline, she felt it vividly; her eyes, slowly dissolving within the darkness, saw a blurred red light flash in front of her before everything became dark.

There was silence.

Just nothing but a feeling of death—inexplicable emptiness—which she experienced so closely that it seemed to be dissolving her consciousness.

"Wife..."

A sudden ripple in that dark was accompanied by a light that burned away the darkness, crashing directly on her soul and pulling her out of the darkness with a snap.

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"Uwaa... haah... haaa..." Her eyes snapped open with sharpness as her contracting pupils landed on the red aura surrounding a humanoid form.

Soon enough, she registered the back of a man in a robe, which was familiar enough to make her let her lips part and utter, "H-husband?"

All the sensations that crossed through her in that particular moment—the pain of her body, the burden of emotions suppressing and crashing down on her mind while the Qi, which she thought had been completely drained—everything in that moment seemed to become an illusion.

An illusion that felt fake in the face of the present feeling where she felt herself good to go.

More like she had turned back to her peak while not just getting healed.

It was as if her overall strength had returned while she lay there with her back propped against the tree.

"Are you alright?" Kyle inquired, his voice sharp yet slightly gentle as his eyes looked toward Aleriana’s battered state.

She looked at him in a confused way, which was understandable, as he turned his gaze to the ground where, just a few meters away, lay Olea’s body, completely broken, her breathing becoming milder.

"Y-yes, I am fine." Aleriana stood from her place, completely unable to process what was happening here, even though her mind was working properly now.

Following his line of sight, she could see that Olea’s condition was the same as before, with her state completely half-dead, making it clear that it was not an illusion.

Yet, her own body felt completely fine. It was not just some healing potion; it was more like the exhaustion and dampness on her skin had completely recovered.

’!?’

At that moment, her eyes noticed the cut mark on her palm automatically regenerating.

It was beyond something that could be explained with mere words, but she saw how the blood on her arm automatically moved back to her hand as the wound closed, as if time were rewound to the instant when there was no wound in her hand, with the blood around vanishing.

"What is that?" Kyle stood there with senses far enhanced, where he could clearly feel the breathing, the bones, and the small tearing of muscles within Olea’s injured body—feeling that at least her life was on the edge, not completely vanished.

His eyes fixed toward the gigantic snake made out of human skulls that had been thrown back due to the blood stream—force produced by his arrival—before the snake stood up again, making him confused as it was the first time he had ever seen or heard something like that.

"It’s a death beast, a young one," Mialthara stood there in her old form, hunched over with her hands folded behind her, narrowing her gaze as she saw the woman who was nearly dead a moment ago, now recovered completely at an inhuman pace.

’So, she is Princess Aleriana,’ her eyes visibly noticed how the wounds on the princess’s body had stitched themselves up, with blood returning to her veins—making her reach the conclusion that the princess most probably possessed such an ability to heal herself.

While being pulled away by Kyle’s words, her eyes shifted toward the black beast, instantly recognizing it as one of the 12 forbidden spells she had ever known.

’What is happening here?’ Mialthara thought, clearly bewildered about everything. First, she observed the recovery rate of the princess and then found out about the death beast here, whose appearance should have been nearly impossible.

Considering the process of summoning took longer than a month to create several inscriptions and circles—let alone sacrifices of cultivators who willingly let themselves die—which was impossible to happen.

"Husband, you shouldn’t—" Aleriana, though again doubtful and not understanding how she had recovered, yet prioritizing the matter at hand, tried to tell Kyle that he shouldn’t be here, given the severity of the situation.

Even though she felt warmth seeing him here, the situation was dangerous. But her voice was interrupted as her eyes fell on his face.

The black pupils within them, with golden and crimson streaks, were like those of a demon.

His jaws were clenched, and the sharp jawline gave away a deadly look that seemed to burn from the rage within him, his hair fluttering in the dark environment made her gulp her words, realizing instinctively that she shouldn’t say anything at that moment.

"Do you have a healing potion?" Kyle tried to remain calm, but already seeing the state of both Aleriana and Olea, where, due to being his wife, he was able to reset Aleriana’s state, but that was not the case for Olea, who might die at any moment now—he felt rage.

Given this whole situation, it reminded him that, no matter how cautiously he tried not to disturb the overall original plot, things would always unfold in a way where he had no control over them.

"Yes... but it will not work." Aleriana, feeling guilty due to this unexpected variable where she had initially expected things to be right, lowered her gaze as she took out a green glass bottle from her dimensional ring, clenching it as her eyes fell on Olea, knowing well that she could not be saved now.

’But if...’ Yet, her eyes side-glanced toward her husband, thinking there might be a chance if that same miracle that happened to her occurred with Olea, then she might survive.

But the issue was, she didn’t know if it was a one-time thing.

"Will she be able to speak or hear me, even for a moment?" Clearly seeing Olea’s condition, where, due to her being in his domain, he was able to see even at the molecular level within her body, he found her heartbeat just barely beating enough to shut down any moment.

He just needed that moment to make things right, or else he would lose her.

There was no love, only pure rage within him, seeing the woman whom he had decided to marry dying in front of him while he couldn’t do a thing.

"Yes," Aleriana said, though not knowing what he wanted to achieve. She did know that the healing potion might help a bit.

But given Olea’s condition—where she could not even drink it—it was already nearly impossible even if she drank the potion.

After all, there is a limit to a certain level of where potions are effective.

However, she did not speak it up, considering that since the moment he came into her life, everything had been beyond logical.

Her exponential growth within a few moments, the healing, and now his anger, which seemed to be far from that of any mortal she had ever met.

May there be just another miracle and somehow Olea recovers.

"Stop that thing, wife." Kyle turned toward Olea, kneeling as his gaze was hollow, his face impassive.

Aleriana already vanished after hearing his words, the least she could do.

It appeared he had taken things too lightly until now, leading him to find himself at a brink of failure even after possessing such power, knees folding as he took a seat.

He gently wrapped his hand around Olea’s head and body and uttered, "Mialthara, stop those Elders or I will kill them."

"Heh? I am not your servant, Kid—!?" Mialthara narrowed her gaze as she tilted her head and uttered a casual tone, but halted the moment she heard the chilling words coming from that young man directly, looking down on her whole existence, with a declaration resonating.

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"I will kill you if you don’t leave this PLACE NOW!"

Kyle’s voice was accompanied by clear coldness, rage, and flaring desperation, but this time it was not mixed with a casual tone but something ominous and cold as he yelled, enough to cause her to narrow her gaze.