I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot

Amber Dawn said, “Then stay as long as you need. But if something happens you must protect me. Plus, I’m going back to school after three months. We are currently on vacation so I’m at home.”

“Okay. Thank you for the second time.”

“As for this...” Amber Dawn lifted the red robe in her hands and said, “I want one. In the form of a jersey. Rest for a bit more. I’m going to cook dinner.”

Asher Light laughed and said, “I will get a few pairs done for you once I’ve returned. By the way, do you live alone?”

“Yes. After my dad died my mom had gone missing and was declared dead as she disappeared near the Dark Forest. Don’t worry I have a big inheritance under my name so I don’t need to worry about money.” Amber Dawn said as if she wasn’t the protagonist of such a sad life.

Asher Light turned silent when he heard this. How old was the lady in front of him? He obviously didn’t expect Amber Dawn to live in such a big place on her own. Like him, she is already an orphan even before adulthood. It was just that they were a bit different, he got adopted for his special abilities while she had to live alone as an ordinary human.

He couldn’t help but watch her from a distance. Even though Amber Dawn looks approachable and easy to befriend, those who were sensitive can still feel the open distance she makes between herself and the other people. She would never pry at things that are not allowed and would speak a few words as if trying to make one talk. She had her guard up ever since Asher Light had woken up.

Like at this moment, if he does anything against her while cooking that knife in her hand would definitely fly towards him. He is quite well known for his fighting techniques so he would be able to notice subtle movements Amber Dawn makes which an ordinary person wouldn’t do.

The smooth movement of her wrist and fingers, light strength in grip when holding or carrying something as if it can be thrown anytime and the controlled breathing as if it can disappear anytime.

Asher Light whispered, “Such a great knife technique. Was her dad an assassin-type Slayer?”

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In the Dead Mountain Range...

Conri Lycaon had successfully completed his coronation. Most members of the Fenrir Tribe had attended the ceremony but he still noticed that the Pack leaders in the tribe had only sent a representative to go to the Ceremony.

The dark red-furred wolf pack sent Ashina Ruid and Mayun Ruid but the real pack leader, Randall Ruid had gone missing. He knew about that as he was informed that Elder Vilkas called him over for something. While the other two pack leaders, Reika Louve and Ralph Hemming both don’t like him much so it was understandable that they wouldn’t attend his coronation personally.

Conri Lycaon was reading the report his spies had given to him. It was said that Reika Louve and Ralph Hemming were planning to detach themselves from the tribe and become roamers but they were stopped by Randall Ruid. These guys usually hate each other especially Reika Louve hated Randall Ruid’s guts.

“Why are the three of them together? Randall started to act weird ever since the death of the foster father. He stopped acting like a fool.” The King of Wolves said.

Then he looked at the other report from outside of their territory saying that the Holy Son of the Templar had gone missing after ambushing the King of Vampire, Athan Vladimir. Also the movement of the Templar Temple, their elite force was sent out to look for their Holy son and eliminate all vampires or werewolves on sight.

“The movement of the Templar is quite big this time. Those bloodsuckers would definitely retaliate. Should I mix in the chaos too?” mumbled Conri Lycaon.

When suddenly someone knocked on his study room.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

He heard his butler’s voice from beyond the door, “Master, Sir Randall Ruid had come over to see you. He said there is something you must receive.”

“Let him in. Prepare some coffee as well.” Conri Lycaon commanded.

“Yes.”

The butler opened the door for the guest. The young man’s shiny red hair entered the line of sight that Conri Lycaon has, it was Randall Ruid as expected. As soon as the guest entered the butler shut the door to prepare the coffee his master asked for. On the other hand, Randall Ruid gestured towards the couches in the room but he didn’t take a seat at all.

Conri Lycaon said, “You came here for me?”