I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 428

Chapter 428 Nightly Talks

Upon spotting the darkened look on Jonathan's countenance, Yeverie said, “We'll definitely leave this place, Your Majesty.”

Slightly stunned, Jonathan glanced at Yeverie. I can't believe she's worried I'd get discouraged. Smiling, he replied, “I believe it, too. However, I feel bad that you have to endure this suffering.”

“It's fine.” Yeverie blushed. “As long as I'm with you, I don't feel like I'm suffering, Your Majesty.”

Jonathan chuckled.

Neither of them could figure out what the situation was in the snowfield.

Jonathan wished he had a pair of wings so he could fly up high and study the land from above. It's like my eyes are blindfolded. I keep trying to clear the fog in front of me away so I can see clearly, but I can't.

The snowstorm had ceased, leaving the snowfield in eerie silence.

Sometimes, people wished for their surroundings to be quieter. Nevertheless, living in an environment devoid of sound would really scare them and drive them mad.

Therefore, neither Jonathan nor Yeverie could sleep.

Most of the time, they would pretend to slumber but couldn't resist opening their eyes eventually. There were also a few times, they even caught each other staring.

They found those instances hilarious and eventually opted not to sleep at all.

“Let's chat a little,” suggested Jonathan.

“Sure.” Yeverie nodded.

“Where are you from, Yeverie? I've never heard you mention your parents before.”

my mother is a local. However, both of them are

surprised Jonathan because he didn't

ask, “Do you hate

yes. Over time, I found myself incapable of holding on to that resentment. Back then, our people invaded another land, so it was their fault that they were killed. I despised the elders who encouraged the invasion,

chuckled. “I was worried

you, Your Majesty.” Blushing, she resumed, “In fact, I respect you and

of his lips curved

about you, Your Majesty? I know you're a Chanaean, but you're

you. I don't know who my parents are. I was raised by my master, you see. It's not until this year that

“Why?”

story, so he didn't want to withhold his tale when it was his turn to tell it. Thus, he took in a deep breath and uttered, “It's a long story. To make it short, I was a cursed child, and my father murdered my mother. He would've killed me

“How can this be? Aren't parents supposed to love their children? Isn't there a saying in Chanaea that goes, 'Even a vicious tiger won't devour its

of the matter any longer, Jonathan shifted his sight away. “Let's

she was aware he still hadn't made peace with the

Jonathan changed the subject because he didn't want the atmosphere to turn awkward. “Oh, yeah.

is it?” Yeverie

After all, there are less than four hundred vampires still alive. It's impossible for them to keep intermarrying. If this continues, doesn't that mean the vampire population will

force. Hence, we can live for a very long time. However, our people keep

on the verge of extinction! In that instant, Jonathan realized the reality and cruelty of evolutionism. It's the survival of the fittest in an ironic way. Beings who seem powerful are often the ones facing annihilation. For example, tigers, leopards, polar bears, and even dinosaurs. They're all mighty creatures, yet they face extinction, even more so for dinosaurs since they all died out very early on. In contrast, planktonic microorganisms have been thriving. Humans have survived not because they're powerful but because they're

asked, “Did Leahra

from this union are pure vampires, while others are pure humans. However, no half-vampire half-human has ever existed.

that, I'm forced to escape to this godforsaken place. This is bullsh*t! This reminds me of the time when I watched a television program about my country's history. I always thought those kings were a joke. Now that I think

about the problem anymore.

noticing his frown, Yeverie asked, “Do you think vampires will survive the Great Tribulation, Your Majesty? Will our species

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