Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land?

Zion shook Aven’s arm off him and sat down. Seira filled his glass with wine, and then helped herself to a lot of meat. She even urged them to eat a lot.

“Thank you. After all, we are the only ones…” Zion sighed in exhaustion.

Seira, who was watching Zion quietly, emptied her drinking glass in one gulp and got up from her seat.

Baron’s bright yellow eyes followed her. He put down his glass the same time he asked Seira, “Are you going to go now?”

“Yes, I’m going to go back to my tent and rest so that my wizard doesn’t get too stressed out,” Seira answered him.

It became clear that Seira’s condition didn’t get any better since drinking her inhibitor hours ago. She had been quiet the whole time because she was afraid to get out of hand with controlling her pheromones. Unfortunately, Zion had misunderstood the entire situation. He assumed that she was just depressed about Pommel.

Baron, who had noticed the change in Seira’s pheromone from the beginning, did not try to hold her back.

“Alright. If you find it hard to move tomorrow, then send someone in the morning,” Baron said calmly.

“Understood, commander-in-chief. I hope you’ll be scolded by Zion and I hope you’ll be a new person tomorrow, Baron,” Seira playfully joked to him.

Seira laughed and slapped Baron’s arm with the back of her hand. When she turned around to walk to her tent, Aven instantly stood up and bowed to Baron. He quickly followed Seira right afterwards.

As she left the barracks that prevented her pheromones from leaking out, stares poured out left and right. They were those who followed her sweet scent, which she had previously spilled earlier. However, when they met her fierce eyes, everyone scurried away in a hurry.

Seira knew they would end up reacting like that, but she told herself not to drop a laugh. They were just the same as her, unable to escape from their instincts and were easily swayed. It wasn’t anything to be ashamed of nor to be rude about.

Aven suddenly spoke as they reached the area of Askan, which was somewhat at the edges of the camp, “What Zion said earlier… Never mind that. I just wanted to give the sword to you.”

“I don’t care. There’s no other one as pure as Zion,” Seira smiled at the thought of Zion going wild because of worrying for her.

Zion was a commoner wizard, and was Aven’s colleague from the academy. In addition to his natural talent, Zion was hard working, but his attitude was too nice to the point his character could be called soft.

She wasn’t offended when Zion sympathized with her. It was a sympathy for a half box of gold bars. Of course, she would be grateful.

“How can I not be happy if you give it to me so willingly with entirety of your pockets in your hands?” Seira argued with Aven.

Of course, she didn’t really mean to receive it.

“Other than that…” Aven hesitated.

Recognition dawned in Seira’s mind and she said, “Ah… the beasts?”

Seira entered her tent with a tiny sigh of relief. She took off her cloak and handed it over to Aven.

“Zion is a Beta. Of course, that’s what it would look like,” she quickly added.

Commoners who lived ordinary lives may never see an Alpha or Omega in their lifetime. From their point of view, it would be quite strange to feel how rut or heat cycle pheromones affected them.

“It’s not entirely wrong, actually,” Aven noted, “I don’t think you are well aware that I am also one of those beasts either.”

Seira took out a brown glass bottle from her bag, and then popped medicine into her mouth. A few hours ago, she had taken one before she left the tent. It was probably her third pill today. Nevertheless, control was never easy.

“It really looks like it’s almost out of stock…” Seira noted with dismay.

Unlike that of Alphas, an Omega’s heat cycle inhibitor was quite expensive. To top it off, it didn’t have much effect on pure bloods too. There was no other solution than to address the root cause of her problem.

A low and soft voice flowed into her ear as she sighed in trouble, “I’ll be available tonight if you want.”

Seira looked back at Aven who was arranging her cloak calmly. It was a simple suggestion, but the real meaning was far from what it actually is. Aven meant he was willing to make love with her all night long until her desires were completely satisfied.

The two of them began such a relationship periodically from the day Seira first manifested. Aven had discovered Seira burning with the heat cycle, and ended up giving his body to her.

Perhaps it was a solution out of necessity, as emotions weren’t exactly involved in the first place. It was the easiest way to solve the heat of a pure-blooded Omega, which was completely out of control at the time.

“Okay…” Seira replied after a few seconds of thinking.

Of course, it was only the intentions of Aven that Seira guessed for herself. Even her insides were not so dry. At the moment, Aven was the best option she could take as a strategic partner.

Where else could she find someone who had the perfect looks, excellent skills, and the loyalty that would never betray her?

‘The way he fucks me is just perfect, too,’ she thought at the back of her mind.

In order to hide the smirk spreading on her face, Seira covered her mouth and pretended to clear her throat.