Chapter 185: A Medusa’s Fortune and Misfortune (1/2)

As I stood there watching while the rest of my army entered the teleportation gate for Abaddon, my heart was filled with emotions that I couldn’t really describe. I was the leader of this expedition and I decided that I would be the last to enter the gate. However, it wasn’t just for the sake of appearances that I did so, rather it was because I wanted to persuade Majosha.

Even now, Harlow’s death remained a thorn in my heart that I simply couldn’t remove within such a short period of time. To some degree, it all felt like a dream. I’m sure Majosha felt the same way as well, that this was all a nightmare and that everything would be alright once we woke up.

It was this false illusion that caused even Manasha’s words to fail to reach her. No matter how hard her sister tried, Majosha wouldn’t even look at her let alone listen. She merely sat there hugging Harlow’s corpse, not caring at all that it could suddenly reanimate itself and bite her.

We won and yet there was no sense of jubilation to be had. Was it because I was numb to it or perhaps it was because of Harlow’s death?

“Dearest, this harpy will wait for you on the other side.”

Numila pulled me into a tight embrace and buried me in her fluffy mounds for a good long while…she definitely said that she was going to leave first, but somehow it ended up like that once more…

“Alright, that’s enough for now, just wait for me over there.” Resisting the allure of that inviting fragrance, I pulled myself away from her and did my best to smile for her: “Your clan still needs you to look after them, you should leave first, there are still arrangements to be made.”

“Mhm, Dearest, you should hurry too.”

“I will.”

Eugenia and Elena wanted to give me a hug and a kiss as well but unfortunately, they were dragged away by Numila before they could do so.

“I’ll be making my move as well.” Said Habona with an unreadable expression on her face. Her eyes on the other hand, were a lot more open with their grief. In the end, she threw her brother’s corpse one last look but coolly turning around to leave.

“Ah, Mistress Habona, wait for me.” Seeing the leader of the werewolves leaves, Weslin and Westley quickly greeted me before rushing off after her.

As for Manasha, she was still busy persuading Majosha. Unfortunately, Majosha might as well have been deaf right now.

Finally, as a hint of grief flashed across her serpentine eyes, Manasha gave up on persuading her sister. As the head of their clan, she had a heavy responsibility to bear on her shoulders. She simply couldn’t give up her entire clan just for one person, even if that person was Majosha. Besides she herself knew how hard it was to find a male that didn’t mind their snake tails and snake hair. If she had such a male die in front of her like that, she probably wouldn’t want to live either.

“I know that what I say now won’t reach you, but as your sister, I still have to say this one last time. For a male, will you really throw away your sister? What about the other sisters in the clan, do you wish to discard them as well?”

It was a poignant question and yet Majosha still didn’t react to it, not even a tiny bit.

“All right then, I get it.”

Deeply sighly, Manasha no longer tried to persuade her but instead turned around to leave as well. At the last moment before she crossed the gate, she threw her sister one last look and there she found her sister looking right back at her. Majosha had finally lifted up her head and was whispering to her.

Though I couldn’t discern what those words were, I could roughly guess what they were: well wishes.

Manasha sighed once more. Right now, all she could do was sigh and leave. The rest of the medusas continued streaming into the teleportation gate, each coming up to the crestfallen medusa to bid her farewell before leaving. However, Majosha was just as unresponsive as before. She was probably afraid to respond, afraid that if she were to respond, her heart would not be able to bear this separation and that she would leave with them as well…

“Your Highness, it’s time to leave.” Julia didn’t have much interactions with Majosha, neither did she really know Harlow either. In her eyes, this was merely a death and shouldn’t occupy so much of my time.

Looking at this loyal but frowning subordinate of mine, I ended up giving in to my emotions once more: “You guys go ahead for now, I’ll be the last to leave.”

“Alright, your subordinate understands and complies.” With that, she left as well with Mo En, Mimiya and Mo Xixidi in tow.

Before leaving, Mimiya stuck her tongue out at me while Vick, who was floating beside her as any trusty sidekick should, pulled a face at me.

At the same time as Julia’s household departed, I left some instructions for my bodyguard, Baccarel, who had been guarding me nearby all this while. “I want you all to leave with Julia. Given that’s Abaddon, you guys should be more familiar with the surroundings than the other devils.”

“Understood, my Master.” He replied after a brief pause. He originally wanted to stay behind and guard me but upon seeing the injury-ridden members of his clan standing behind him, he accepted the order.

“Evilin, No.3, No.5, Big 5 and Violet Snow, you guys follow Baccarel as well.”

At that, the majority didn’t have much to say except for the severely injured No.3.