The Invincible Warlord’s Vengeful Awakening by Adam Jonson

Chapter 20

Before Yorick could finish speaking, his head was shattered by a punch.

Blood spurted, staining the night sky red.

“Are you okay?”

Ashley looked at the outstretched hand in front of her, a mixture of skepticism and curiosity evident in her gaze. “Are you Avaloria’s Warlord?”

He was so young.

While questioning him, she extended her fair hand.

“Ouch!” Ashley suddenly cried out, her expression contorted in pain. She had just stood up, but her lack of balance caused her to stumble and fall backyard.

Xavier quickly caught her around the waist.

“I will take you back, he said, his voice calm and reassuring, as he guided her toward the Frostfire Legion camp with. determined steps.

“Swish!”

The wind roared in their ears, but none of it touched Ashley’s face. She was shielded by the protective presence of Xavier.

In that moment, she found solace and security, her worries momentarily forgotten as she sought refuge in the embrace of his sturdy frame.

Thump. Thump.”

Ashley listened intently to the powerful heartbeat beside her ear, its rhythm resonating within her. The sound of Xavier’s heartbeat, strong and steady, captivated her senses, filling her with a mix of awe and vulnerability,

Her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. She was very nervous.

This feeling intoxicated her, making her lose herself in it and unable to extricate herself.

as

An hour later, as they gazed at the brightly lit Frostfire Legion camp not far away, Xavier came to a halt, signaling their arrival.

“We’re here

With utmost care he placed Ashley on the ground, ensuring her safety before turning to walk away

“Wait..

Ashley suddenly called out to Xavier, paused, and then asked, “What’s your name?”

wind blew across Xavier’s face, ruffling his hair as he stood like a

the vast expanse of the night.

etched on her face. I must

“Ashley.”

brow furrowing with concern. He couldn’t help but notice

smile of contentment spreading

toward the Frostline Legion camp,

hobble away, Jacob frowned more deeply. “Why is she so happy when she’s injured?”

wondered aloud, unable to comprehend the source of her unwavering joy

Territory battlefield descended into an unusual state of

Warriors from the Thirteen Nations Alliance had perished overnight, while one remained missing, casting a somber

it, who killed Mr. Beauregard, and who kidnapped

Eldoria’s camp, Quentin

he vented his anguish by smashing everything within his reach. The room

who killed Solana’s great

Warriors are

of Freiton’s Warriors

the news of the fallen Warriors reached the ears

of Avaloria appeared.” Itherael’s voice resonated with a calm certainty as he

solemnly, acknowledging the truth in Itherael’s

four Warriors, that man’s strength had

a deep voice, “Since Avaloria has sent a Warlord, theracl, you can go into

responsibility bestowed upon him, las voke steady and

time, in the War of the Hundred Kingdoms, Maritania deployed 10 Warriors, four of whom were Warlords, including Itherael and two

Territor, theracl, who had roamed the night, had not encountered any

single Warrior-level powerhouse had not

III

she had no interest

waiting for Navier

“Lucretia.”

room, a

saw an enchanting woman in a long dress.

fair face, delicate eyebrows, attractive eyes, and a graceful smile at the corner

of well-endowed brea is adorned her figure, which was even more

roots of her thighs, revealed a pair of slender long legs

in her eyes,

must be Lucretia. The woman spoke

puzzled, asked, “Do

doesn’t know you?” the