All Chapters of No Escape From Fate : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The following morning infuriated me more than ever. At the crack of dawn, I informed Nufira of my decision to send her home, since the king would not accept a sullied girl after another man.And then it began.Screaming, tears, snot, pleas, and promises. For some reason, she decided that we were now together and that I would keep her by my side.I endured the erupting hysteria with restraint—until she started hanging onto me with kisses and hugs. That was beyond the limit. I silenced the blonde with magic, assigned a few men, and sent her back where she came from.We reached the forest settlement in good spirits and morally relaxed. There was no longer an irritating factor, and peace and harmony practically reigned in our detachment.They handed over another girl to us, poured flattery into our ears, and prepared a warm welcome with a very interesting entertainment program. The performance was mesmerizing, and all my men were deeply impressed by the local girls.In fact, this settleme

Landing immediately in a combat stance, I find myself in some barren, lifeless wasteland. A second later, I see the silhouette of the hideous witch—and we waste no time on talk.A surge of force crashes down on me at once, trying to crush me into the loose earth. I’m no amateur either and repel the crushing power with my own magic.Springing to my feet, I unleash a barrage of attack spells—multiple bolts of lightning pierce the old woman’s body, and she lets out a deafening scream. That’s what you get, you bitch!But the problem is that Laverna possesses enormous regenerative power—she heals herself quickly. For years I’ve been racking my brain over how to get rid of this hag with such a gift. In the guise of Kays, my power is halved—and the creature regenerates on top of that.“Lavi, maybe you’ll finally show up in Briol, and I’ll put an end to your pointless existence?” I ask rhetorically, because in the form of Karadeylis, even her healing gift won’t help her. I’ll grind the bitch

After meeting with representatives of the local order, my concerns only deepened. They didn’t give off the impression of respectable authorities—not even remotely.However, we had already drawn attention to ourselves in the city, and leaving it now, with night approaching, would have been extremely unwise. We had to stay the night and move as far away as possible at dawn.For that purpose, we chose a more or less decent inn with a tavern downstairs. I decided we would all stay in one room—may the girls forgive me.After dinner, we went to rest, leaving Yafi on watch. The girls were utterly exhausted and fell asleep at once. A little later, I realized I was worn out myself, so I lay down to sleep as well.But when I woke up, I was ready to tear this filthy city to splinters.The girls were gone from the room. Ogis was still unconscious. Going downstairs, I found Yafi unconscious as well. When we brought the guards to, it turned out they remembered nothing and were in the same furious b

When she sees me, I catch a grimace of pain and… some kind of sorrow on her face. The girl closes her eyes, and I notice a tear roll down her cheek.For some reason, the sight tears at my soul, and touching her delicate face, I breathe out in relief. She’s here. She’s all right.“Everything will be fine, prepedollie,” I whisper to the girl.“You… you’re alive…” Iza sobs, not believing her eyes, reaching out to check if I’m real.“Of course I’m alive. I’m not that easy to kill. But those bastards will die today.”“You’re real,” she whispers and throws her arms around me.Unable to resist, I hug the girl tightly by her slender waist, breathing in the scent of her hair and feeling the warmth of her body. But it isn’t enough, and my hands explore her delicate skin—earning a sweet moan that instantly echoes in my groin.“Kays… I want you,” her lips whisper so enticingly, and the passion-clouded look makes my breath hitch. “I can’t take it anymore. It’s impossible to endure. Do something. H

“Kays, we are so grateful to you,” Camelia began through tears. “The gods themselves sent you into our lives! You are a very good man. You give us hope and a chance at a new life.”“Well, for now it’s all still just words,” I even felt a little embarrassed. I’m rarely thanked for anything—especially personally. “But I’m sure it will work out. And one more thing. For now, you’ll be staying here, in this guest house. The king has also allocated funds for your upkeep. So we’ll go to the market, and you’ll buy the essentials you need.”“But you already gave us money back then,” Halida said in surprise.“That’s for you and the children—for the future. You should have your own capital. Karadeylis would be offended if you didn’t make use of his gifts,” I decided to press the compassionate women just a little.As promised, we met with the architect, who listened carefully to all our wishes. But to see the full picture and draw up a more precise plan, we first needed to choose a suitable locat