Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Replacement Bride: Kabanata 451 - Kabanata 460

[20 years ago] "She's not my daughter, right?" Orcenal asked seriously. When he passed the hallway, he saw the little girl walking by with perfect posture, bowing her body toward him. He couldn't help but wonder... "She's not," Helena said, not even glancing at him from the paper she reviewed. "Then whose child is she?" he asked again. "Not yours," Helena answered flatly. Orcenal clicked his tongue. He tried to calm himself, and he managed to do so. "You... plan to never tell her who her father was?" "It doesn't matter," Helena said coldly. "It does." Orcenal stared sharply at Helena, and finally, that woman turned to him. "She wouldn't need her father to become the Empress," Helena said flatly. Orcenal closed his eyes. "You know you are a monster, right?"

The night sky on the eastern coastline was flickering with light. The seawater sparkled, and the waves crashed against the shore with a loud sound. The wind blew strongly, making the white sand on the beach move with a dancing rhythm. "ARCHERS!" Ezekiel screamed at the top of his lungs. He had already lost count of how many times he yelled that word. The Wyverns had no end. Their numbers were too big for the <Aura Archers> to handle. Euclase's soldiers fought bravely, invading the enemy's ships and killing their enemies. Different from the previous war, where they fought farmers and civilians, now they were fighting real soldiers. Their strategy was simple. They would destroy all the ships in the fleet before they could reach Euclase shores, then they would consider it a victory. Since the second wave came after the first got surrounded, Ezekiel decided

[1 week ago] "Mirai!" A middle-aged woman tried her best to chase a red-haired young man. "Mirai, stop!" But the young man didn't hear or care about his mother as he continued walking away. He ignored her shouts. His hair was messy with sand, but it was still beautiful like an angel had landed on earth in human form. The young man wore simple black pants, leather boots, and a white scarf covering his chest. This castle was far from empty; soldiers and servants went about their daily tasks. Then, finally, he stopped at the base of the stairs leading up to the main hall, where his mother caught up to him. "Where are you going, Mirai?! What are you going to do?!" the middle-aged woman shouted. The young man turned around slowly. "Stop yelling." His mother's mouth opened wide in shock, but he didn't even notice. "You're m

"You came." Axias talked to a very familiar middle-aged man standing on top of the deck of his magnificent fleet. He was his brother, the Grand Duke of Euclase. "How could I not?" the man said, smiling. "As a man in charge of the Empire's maritime military, it's the only thing I must do." He looked up at the clear, dark sky and laughed loudly as if he'd been waiting for this moment forever. "You, too, don't have a choice except to receive my help, right?" Axias rolled his eyes, but he also smiled. If this man didn't have his back, he would never be able to dispatch his army only to the east of the continent. "Don't worry about the west. Most West Continent's powerhouses had reached an agreement to not attack us, and they told me, specifically," Eoin said. "Because you spent most of your life in the western seas... right?" Axias asked. "No

The blizzard had completely gone. The streets were clear, and a blanket of fresh snow covered everything. A thin layer of ice glazed everything on the ground; it was slick beneath the giant wolves' army as they walked. Liam was pulling Harriet's hand, guiding her forward inside the church's aisle. She was blindfolded, and a small smile of excitement was on her face. In front of the Gods' statue was a small table with a medium-sized golden basin on top of it. Two middle-aged men stood around the basin, turning in the direction of the door. "Why are you blindfolding yourself?" Orcenal, one of the middle-aged men asked. "This is important, Sir. I want it to be special," as Harriet arrived in front of the golden basin, Liam began to stand behind her, hugging her behind her back. "How do we do this?" Harriet asked. "Well, Madam," the Alchemist, who was not used to