Ashina-The Awakening of the Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

ALPHA BORIS’ POVAs I walked through the dimly lit camp, the night air was crisp against my skin. All this time I had been trying to find the spies, but could not find any clue. It felt as though I was trapped in an endless cycle, chasing after shadows with no clear answers. Week after week, amidst the clashes and battles we engaged in, a strange pattern had begun to emerge—one that gnawed at the back of my mind, refusing to be ignored. At first, I dismissed it as exhaustion, the natural wear and tear of war weighing on the soldiers. However, as time passed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.I had noticed peculiar behaviour among the soldiers stationed in the East camp. At the beginning of our confrontations, many of them appeared sluggish, their movements uncoordinated, their reflexes dulled as if they were wading through thick fog. Some struggled to keep their eyes open, constantly blinking away an unusual drowsiness that seemed to take hold of them at the wors

ASHINA’S POVThe tension in the camp was suffocating.News of the failed operation spread fast, whispering from one soldier to the next like wildfire. Alpha Boris' strategy—one he had spent weeks planning—had completely collapsed. All because of a single traitor in our midst.Alpha Boris had taken decisive action by completely disposing of the previous batch of medical supplies and rations after discovering they were tainted with intoxicants. His swift decision ensured that none of us would fall victim to whatever foul play had been intended. To prevent future sabotage, he began sourcing provisions from trusted allies—Alphas from neighbouring territories who had long-standing loyalty to him. These reliable friends understood the gravity of the situation and did everything in their power to support Ironclaw, reinforcing the strength of our forces in these turbulent times.Nevertheless, a far greater challenge quickly emerged. Every shipment of supplies en route to our camp had been am

ASHINA’S POVThe spy hung from the wooden beam in the centre of the interrogation tent, his wrists bound tightly with thick ropes. His face was bruised and swollen from the earlier struggle, his lip split open, blood trickling down his chin. The dim torchlight flickered against the damp canvas walls, casting eerie shadows across his battered body.Alpha Boris stood before him, arms crossed, his gaze as sharp as a blade. I could sense his barely restrained fury, the silent promise of worse things to come if the spy refused to talk.One of our soldiers approached, carrying a bucket of icy water. Splash!Without hesitation, he threw it over the spy’s head. The man gasped, sputtering as the cold shock jolted him awake from his semi-conscious state."Talk," Alpha Boris ordered, his voice calm yet filled with menace. "Who sent you? What was your mission?"The spy coughed violently, his chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. He remained silent, his defiance apparent even through his p

ASHINA’S POVThe land before me stretched out like an open wound, a painful reminder of everything I had lost. This was the place my father and brother had fought for, the land they had died trying to protect. Now, it was under enemy control. The enemy tribe had settled here, fortified their defenses, and claimed it as their own.I tightened my grip on the reins as my horse moved forward at a slow, steady pace. "We got this Sheena," I mumbled in my mare’s ear.Her ear moved slightly letting me know that she trusted me and that we got this.My soldiers followed behind, their presence a silent promise of what was to come if this meeting did not go as planned. I had come here to negotiate, but I was ready for war.The gates of the enemy fortress stood tall and unyielding before me. Soldiers lined the walls, gripping their weapons tightly. Some of them fidgetted, uncertain about my presence here. They had expected an attack, not a diplomatic approach.Then, from the ranks of the enemy,

ALPHA BORIS' POVUnder the cover of darkness, I moved swiftly through the dense forest, my senses sharp and my instincts on high alert. Every step was measured, every breath controlled. I had spent weeks observing the movements of the Blackfang Tribe, mapping out their alliances, their strengths, and their weaknesses. Moreover now, I had discovered something that could change the course of war—something Zelda was yet unaware of.The Blackfang Tribe had formed alliances with several smaller tribes around. This was not just an ordinary coalition—it was a well-structured network that would reinforce them in battle, making them far more formidable than we had initially estimated. If Zelda launched her attack without knowing this, she would be walking straight into a disaster. I couldn't let that happen.When I returned to the camp, I found Beta Kael sharpening his sword near his tent. The rhythmic scrape of metal against stone filled the silence before he spoke."You look troubled," he