Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 822 A Barrier

Ameera was a teacher at Cloudmist Academy, so naturally, she was well–acquainted with the circumstances surrounding the Thundercloud Marsh.

Under normal circumstances, the Thundercloud Marsh would never make such a loud commotion even when being struck by lightning. It was only when someone ventured into the fourth layer that the thunderclaps would intensify.

Judging from the momentum just now, it was clear that Emrys had at least reached the fifth layer.

Sylvia looked at Emrys with a complex expression. This lunatic didn’t just barge into the fifth layer! He even crashed into the deepest, most forbidden layer!

However, Emrys didn’t say much. He just chuckled and scratched his head, saying, “I guess so!”

“Well? Not a single bolt of lightning struck you, did it?”

Ameera immediately became interested.

She certainly knew the answer, because if Emrys had been struck by lightning, there was no way he could be standing here, chatting with hier so nonchalantly as he was now.

Yet, she knowingly asked, fully aware of the answer.

Just like when they were children, their parents, eager to boast about their child’s good grades, would occasionally feign ignorance and ask how their children did on their test even though they already knew the score,

It was all just for a bit of vanity.

A

interjected, “Mom, you wouldn’t believe how impressive Emrys was just now! He nearly

Ha! My wonderful son–in–law is just that

man of

really lacks discernment. I have no idea where he got the courage to

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to cross the Thundercloud Marsh. Isn’t that just asking to

on, Emrys, you must be hungry. Let’s go home for dinner. I’ve personally cooked some food today.”

state, she was as passionate as one could be, treating Emrys as if he were already part of the

however, was rather disrespectful.

speak but holding back. After

returned to

dinner was indeed personally prepared by Ameera as a gesture of hospitality toward Emrys. However,

a couple of casual bites, Emrys earnestly said, “Mdm. Ameera, I have some

with me. Feel free to ask

had grown too weary to correct Emrys‘ way of addressing her. After all, once he married Ninette, he would inevitably have to change his form of address, so

Ameera, how much

you