Chapter 2026 - Man (3) (1/2)
Oshire's actions might have seemed like he was playing with the emotions of those watching, but the reality was that he was curious. No, more so intrigued.
Even after half a day of pouring his everything into shattering just a single barrier, even with his efforts only being rewarded by a challenge threefold that of the one he began with, the glint in Dyon's eyes never changed.
The prisoners of the Ragnor and Pakal Clan which Dyon had tied up before Odin City, including Chenglei, Eve and Lionel, felt their hearts shudder. The three never felt that their resolve was lacking. They always felt that the work they had put in over thousands of years was more than anyone else would ever be capable of suffering through. Yet… This seen before them struck a deep part of their souls.
Dyon didn't even hesitate when three new barriers appeared. In fact, he was also well aware that these barriers were many times thicker than the one he started with. But, without an ounce of emotion, his fists and weapons began to plow through the first.
Tears fell uncontrollably from the eyes of his wives. In truth, it wasn't just them… A swelling of emotion seemed to have overtaken the Mortal Alliance. The image of a single man throwing countless punches far surpassing the speed of sound for just as many hours should have been boring, it should have been enough for them to turn away, for them to sleep, for them to go about their days… But their eyes couldn't leave his image, no matter how hard they tried.
Days trickled by, barrier after barrier fell, but Oshire didn't move a single step.
Dyon was just a new Clan Head of a King God Clan, how could his Faith possibly last so long? It had already been a week since that silvery light gave out, fading away. It was completely oppressed by the swaths of golden robes Sapientia Ancestors in the sky, unable to do anything but fizzle out.
Madeleine wanted to put a stop to it all, to call out and say that she'd obediently return to the Sapientia Clan as long as it meant Dyon would be safe. However, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
What did it mean to be husband and wife? Maybe that was a question she wouldn't have known the answer to earlier in her life. Truthfully, she had set her heart on Dyon very early on. She simply didn't feel that she could ever love another man in her life. Such a possibility was impossible for her.
However, as time went on, she came to understand more and more about what such labels meant… The same way Dyon was willing to set aside his own thoughts for the sake of fulfilling her wish for a family, it was her role to support him how she could.
Madeleine held onto Clara and Ri's soft hands tightly. She knew they were all thinking the same thing. No matter what, even if Dyon died here, it was their duty as the wives of Dyon Sacharro to witness the fiery embers of his life to its end.
In the distance, Amphorae and Luna who had returned at their fastest possible speed stood frozen. Luna had long since wanted to intervene, but it was Amphorae who stopped her.
”This is his battle.” She said softly. ”This is the kind of man my husband is.”
Hearing the words 'my husband' from Amphorae, Luna felt an inexplicable pang in her heart. She realized then that Clara, Ri, Madeleine and Amphorae had reasons beyond weakness for not intervening.