Sieg X Astolfo Novels & Stories

This was a situation where one had to pick a direction to break out. Locking his gaze on Don Quijote, Shadow General conjured his full strength, attempting to break through his defensive line in one fell swoop. However, he had far underestimated Don's strength. When Shadow General rushed towards him, Don Quij's fist came down like a cannonball. Shadow General had already been seriously injured in the battle with Sigillum earlier on, how could he be a match for Don? So, with just one punch, Shadow General was blown out into the sky by Don.

Siegfried growled, baring his teeth at me. ‘Focus on Siegfried. I’ve got your mate covered.’ John assured me. I saw his dark brown wolf leap rushing forward and grabbing Jillian by the throat to pull her away from Aurelia before she could sink her teeth into my mate’s neck. My attention quickly changed to Siegfried as he lunged at me. Knowing that John would project and assist Aurelia, I could focus. Siegfried and I lunged at each other, managing to nip at the other with each attack. All around us, my warriors were taking down members of his rogue pack.

His gaze lingered on my lips before he continued. "But trust me when I say this, you have a lot to offer", his lips pulled into a smirk as he derived sick pleasure in my misery. "I hate you", my eyes stung with tears as I sprung up, glaring down at him spitefully. Cruz shifted uncomfortably in his seat clearly suffocated by the intensity of my glare. Miguel's gaze narrowed and he silently watched before the corners of his lips quirked up. "I know, but business is business", Miguel whispered with a sickly sweet smile stretched across his face.

Socrates laughed. "Then, we'll just going to look for a way to save them." Alexis stated. "We'll help too." Salvrine commented and Arnold nodded as an agreement. "That's fine then. Even if I let you live, you won't be releasing them from their curse so, I'll just have to kill you and we'll find another way to save them." Alfonso said and he cuts Socrates' head. Aristo raised his hand and hit the head using his black thunder. The head exploded along with the body.

Despite the foreboding atmosphere, Alfonso smiled, a hint of madness flickering in his eyes as he replied, “I became a dead man the moment I tasted your mother. I'm a walking dead.” Xavier's expression darkened, and he narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing as he assessed Alfonso’s defiant demeanor. “You lunatic. What do you plan to do with her? I can see she’s fallen madly in love with you, judging from how inseparable you two are.” Xavier said, his eyes glimmering with murderous intent fixated on Alfonso’s fingers clenched around his shirt. Alfonso smirked apologetically; he pulled away from Xavier, fixed his crumbled shirt and responded.

Lorenzo asked. Guillermo's expression darkened as he spoke through gritted teeth. "That useless fool seems to be injured." Lorenzo's jaw dropped. "Alfredo is the Sword Saint, a peak martial god. Who could possibly hurt him?" Guillermo clenched his teeth, taking a long moment before responding. "Andrew. That little bastard is back! I never expected he'd have the guts to go after Alfredo the moment he crossed the border. If he didn't have some incredible martial power or a deadly trump card, there was no way he would dare to challenge Alfredo!"

I told myself I would not stand before Lucan again. But when I closed my eyes to accept my fate, Alfonso had appeared. My knight in shining amour. The rogues had scattered like leaves in a hurricane when they'd sensed his presence. Even the animals know that Alfonso is not to be messed with Well, six of them had scattered. The seventh one was killed. Alfonso had crushed him with his bare hands. He was very mad that they laid their hands on me. In his fury, he killed the rogue, but later, he'd regretted it - not because he'd killed, but because he should have interrogated the man first to know who sent them