Chapter 1014: Almost got Caught!
Chapter 1014: Almost got Caught!
Red Silk City…
Red Silk City was named for its radiant red banners and the ever-bustling silk trade that lured merchants from across three realms. By day, it was a city of opulence and laughter, where the scent of roasted duck and flower wine danced in the air.
But by night, under the velvet sky, the heart of the city beat with royal soldiers search operations — and tonight, treachery invoke them.
In a quiet corner of the city, behind an unmarked courtyard lined with willows, Fatty Ben sipped his tea nervously.
It had been a temporary hideout, handpicked by Ben himself — a hidden manor warded by multiple formations, meant to protect the women he sworn to care for his master. Inside were Amelia, Lily, and Sophia and Along with them were others women — quiet, loyal, powerful in their own right.
Guarding them, as always, was Fatty Ben — round, sweaty, loyal to a fault, and entrusted with a task he valued more than his own life.
He had trusted the wrong people.
Few minutes back, fatty received news that two merchant friends — ones he had shared wine, food, and even trade secrets with — had betrayed him. Whether for gold or fear, they had passed along the fatty’s location to the Kai family, who now thirsted for Kent’s blood — and would settle for those he loved instead.
The betrayal bore its fruit at midnight.
Ben was seated under the moonlight, sharpening his blade with trembling hands, when the outer formation sparked violently.
Boom!
The sound was muffled, but to trained ears, unmistakable — a forced breach.
The air chilled. A dark mist surged through the courtyard, and dozens of shadowy figures poured in like hunting hounds.
Leading them was Lanxia, the daughter of the Lake master. Her armor was dark silver, a family heirloom, and her long hair was tied in a war braid. Beside her marched four Royal Sea Guards, elite cultivators from the Sea Realm, armed with enchanted tridents.
“Seal the exits. No mercy,” Lanxia commanded, her tone flat and merciless.
Inside the manor, chaos unfolded. Lily’s beast senses triggered the moment killing intent washed over the walls.
“Something’s wrong,” she said, grabbing her staff.
Fatty Ben stumbled into the room, panting. “Sister! We’ve been betrayed! Let’s runaway from here!”
Amelia unsheathed her wind sword, and Sophia raised her jade staff.
“We will definitely live,” Amelia said coldly. “Until Kent returns — or until we fall.”
But already the soldiers surrounded and bagan attacking without warning.
The courtyard exploded into a storm of blades, arrows, and spells. The women fought as if possessed — fire, wind, and spirit arts dancing together with deadly precision. Fatty Ben, despite his size, threw himself into the melee, striking down two assassins with a swing of his hammer.
But there were too many.
The Kai soldiers were elite. Every strike was coordinated, every movement measured. Slowly, the defenders were being pushed back.
Lily took a blow to her shoulder. Sophia’s robes were torn and stained red. Amelia was panting, spiritual energy draining fast.
Lanxia stepped forward, eyes cold.
“Kaban King’s women,” she sneered. “All this fuss for a few concubines?”
She raised her blade. “Let’s end this.”
Just as despair began to bloom—
the wind changed.
And with it came a howl. A roar that didn’t belong to any human.
A blur shot down from the rooftop — golden fur flashing beneath moonlight. A woman, clad in beast-leather, landed between the women and the advancing soldiers.
She stood tall — nearly six feet — with golden hair tied back in a wild mane, her ears sharp and furry, her eyes glowing like molten suns. A tail swayed behind her, her aura feral yet majestic.
She didn’t speak.
She pounced.
In one motion, she sliced a Soldier Guard in half, his body folding before he realized he was struck. Her claws tore through armored flesh like silk. Her fists crushed skulls.
The Kai soldiers screamed. Lanxia stepped back, startled. “What… what is that?!”
Fatty Ben blinked in disbelief. “By the heavens…”
The mysterious warrior spun midair, her scimitar blades dancing in a deadly arc. A dozen soldiers collapsed, blood gushing like broken fountains.
Amelia shouted, “Who are you?!”
The beast-woman growled, “A promise.”
Lily’s eyes widened. “What…?!”
Khoya didn’t answer. She grabbed Lanxia by the throat mid-charge and hurled her into the stone wall, cracking it.
“Touch Kent’s people again,” she said in a low snarl, “and I’ll tear your lineage from the earth.”
The Kai troops retreated in a frenzy. The Royal Sea Guards, realizing their commander was unconscious, vanished into the night using formation scrolls.
Khoya stood in the courtyard, blood glistening on her fur and steel. The moon illuminated her as if honoring her oath.
The women collapsed, exhausted, but alive.
Ben groaned, gripping his side. “I… I thought it was over…”
Khoya turned. “Your master Kent saved me once. I swore I’d protect what matters to him. You don’t need to know me. Just remember — if danger comes again, I’ll be watching.”
Amelia looked up, her gaze steady. “We owe you our lives.”
Khoya nodded. “No. You owe Kent your lives. He always plans ten steps ahead.”
She reached into her satchel and pulled out a folded parchment.
“New hideout. No one knows this location. Go there now. I’ll cover your retreat.”
The women didn’t argue. They gathered their wounded, helped Ben onto a summoned beast cart, and disappeared into the night fog.
Khoya waited until their presence vanished into the forest road before turning.
She looked down at the stone where Lanxia’s blood had stained it.
Her eyes burned.
“This is the last time you touch them and live,” she whispered, then disappeared into the shadows.
—
Far away, in a quiet Inn outpost…
Two cloaked merchants laughed quietly, counting spirit cores by lantern light.
Yomu: “Easiest money we ever made.”
Sagar: “Kai family pays well. Kent’s women won’t live to see sunrise.”
They never saw the claws until it was too late.
Their screams echoed — short, sharp, and silenced.
Khoya’s voice followed, barely a whisper in the wind.
“Filthy-Humans…!”