Queen Era: The Monster I Love

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CHAPTER 163

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!"

Both Vidor and Yonder were puzzled. No one knew whose army was coming not until they saw the flag that danced in the air for all to see and Vidor's lips tugged upwards into a triumphing smile.

"No, it cannot be. The Soaring flying horse, with burning flames."

"The king's alpha army."

"Yes, we are saved, Yes, time to take this Slyerians down."

"No. It cannot be, how?" Yonder's widened in fear. 

His was sure his plan was going well with no mishaps. They had planned this the whole time. That Caspian should ensure that Vidor's army never came.

There was a reason they were called the King's alpha army. They were thee best of the best. Usually the army held tournaments every once in four months and recruited the bests of all the armies to join in the King's Alpha army and they were mostly trained by Vidor himself.

They were ruthless when it came to battle and would trample on anyone in their way.

In the midst of that army that came, Yonder could see the frame of a man, one who was feared in the lands for his battle strength.

"You did not mean it, Damian came too."

Hearing this, Vidor turned around one more time to see for himself. He had thought Caspian sent forth his army when he did not hear any news from him but low and behold that wasn't the case.

Looking keenly at them, he noticed something different. Something that his enemy may not know easily but he trained them all, so only he knew it.

That wasn't the Alpha Army. What then in heaven's name was going on?

'I knew it. I should never trust an Etherian. That sly and cunning fox, Caspian played me. He sent the King's armies when he was supposed to keep them in the palace to take over. He ratted me out. This isn't good. With our number and weakened morale, we won't stand a chance and Bidor wou,d wipe us out.'

With those thoughts and words hovering in his mind, Yonder looked ahead and saw Vidor being distracted.

Though he could sense something was wrong, he did not have the time to figure out as safety was all that mattered now an d no longer defeat lest they would be defeated.

Slowly, he began to retreat but he was careful so that Vidor would not sense anything.

At the same time, Damian sighted that he was retreating and took a bow and arrow and strung it, aiming at Vidor.

Hos eyes widened and then narrowed again at Damian. He knew the man hated him for all he did to him but never would he think he would kill him mow in battle with his armies with him.

Wait, those weren't his armies but they were his personal body guards. Was it that he bribed the ?

No. He blinked and squinted some more so he could precisely pinpoint who he was aiming for.

That was when realization dawned in him as Damian titled his bow a bit to the side, drawing the arrow even more.

He turned his head around and saw that Yonder was fleeing.

SWOOSH!

Damian released his hold on the arrow and it flew straight at Yonder, scraping his cheek by a air's breath as he missed.

"Why, you!" Vidor gritted his teeth. There was no way he was going to let this wicked man escape. He was going to kill him and send his head over to the Slyerian King.

Rushing towards him, Yonder immediately took to his heels and ran away towards his armies.

Not wanting his escape, Vidor took out a pocket knife and threw it at Yonder. He was lucky as his knife made its target and remained buried at Yonder's side.

he was about taking another step to get his prey...

At the same time...

Swoosh!

Another arrow was shut but this time it wasn't from Vidor's armies. It was from the Slyerian army.

they were silently warning him not to take a step further and in order to get their message clear, talk of the men in front raised their arrows and pointed it at him and the remaining soldiers.

Seeing this, Damian commanded the armies with him and they too string their bows and arrows and directed it at the Slyerians.

This was a battle of who had the guts to let go first.

Given the circumstances, Vidor would have charged forth, dodging and parrying he arrows coming his way to get what he wanted but he knew that the Slyerians had other armies and then his armies, he wasn't so sure of. 

He also knew it was a facade and they were not the reals ones. If Slyeria armies were to figure it out, it would be a terrible battle as they would show no mercy and fight them all.

In that state he could not guarantee anything. Would he die with his soldiers and leave Etheria alone without a strong leader?

Era was there but against all the corrupt Lords and ministers, she would be eaten alive and Jordan. No he could not leave them to those hungry bastards.

Letting out a deep breath, he tightened the muscles around his mouth and glared at Yonder, then he lifted his hand but did not give an order.

Everyone paused, everyone waited but they were all eager to fight more.

Even his armies with him,they wanted more bloodshed feeling that their saviors were present.

But he and Damian knew best.

It was a hard decision for his blood lust but if he loved Era, it was the best decision ever.

Closing the hand he raised, he gave his direct order without uttering a single word. His armies understood, they knew he meant no more but did the Slyerians?

Nevertheless, they waited seeing as the Sylerians still had their arrows pointed at him.

He flexed his palm again and then closed it. They needed to obey for the Slyerians to do the same and they did, lowering their weapons.

"Retreat!"