Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children-Chapter 83 - A disappointment

Aleriana vanished.

Kyle's eyes widened, realizing that if anything were to happen to either of them, it would be him who bore the consequences.

—a blink, that's all he did for a moment.

Aleriana reappeared right in front of Prista, the spear already mid-swing.

'No!'

CRACK!

Prista barely blocked the strike, but the sheer force sent her crashing into the wall, shattering the stone as dust erupted from the impact.

"Khwack!—Thud." With the force of the collision hitting her back, she coughed up blood before, like a wingless bird, she fell directly to the floor, her eyes dimming as her whole body went numb.

"Haa...damn it, no." Kyle exhaled as he stood swiftly before rushing towards them.

But given his mortal speed and the situation occurring just a few meters away from him—his eyes could only reflect the scene while he sprinted towards them.

'She is too fast now!' Olea, who had already fought the princess in training once, could feel that the reflexes and strength of the princess were overwhelming.

It wasn't just that the Princess had gotten stronger.

No—

She was fast.

Too fast.

Olea didn't hesitate, understanding that the Princess was attacking Prista first because she was injured, and taking her out would give her an advantage.

She lunged at the opening—but the moment her blade neared the Princess's exposed side—

FWIP!

A gust of Qi burst from the Princess's body—blue arcs of energy slashing outward in jagged streaks.

"Urgh!" Olea had no choice but to leap back due to the force of the sharp wind blades grazing her skin, only fading due to the protective layer of Qi she had, barely avoiding the slicing force that shredded the floor beneath her.

'…Monster...' Olea thought as she realized how Aleriana was literally fighting like a war machine.

But even before the completion of her thought, in midair, where she had lost her ground and balance due to the sudden retreat, she found herself unprepared, leading to a sharp force crashing down on her right hand.

BOOM!

"Khuck!—Swish." Olea's body buckled with the force of the spear, which had just collided with her right hand, sending her hurling in the same direction as Prista.

Her body instantly hit the same wall before falling down.

"Cough!—Ughh—drip drip." Olea fell on the floor, trying to steady herself as blood gushed from her mouth due to the pain led by being caught off guard.

Her eyes lifted first, trying to regain her footing, but it was already too late.

The Princess's spear's sharp edge was too close to avoid from such a distance.

'N-no,' Olea, already fallen on the floor, saw her death just a few meters away from her, causing her to clench her jaws with her palm coming forward to protect her vitals which she internally thought was impossible as it would just pierce her head.

"STOP, WIFE!"

Olea's trembling fingers, slick with blood, parted slightly, allowing her to see past them. Through the blur of pain, she caught sight of a figure standing between her and the Princess's deadly spear—Kyle.

Her breath hitched.

'Kyle?'

She had expected anything but this. The man she had nearly killed, the man she tied to threaten to death—was now standing in front of her, shielding her with his own body.

Aleriana's grip on her spear tightened, her sharp gaze locking onto Kyle.

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"What is the meaning of this?"

The weapon had stopped mere inches from piercing his chest, her instincts halting it at the last possible moment. Her voice was laced with cold fury.

"Y-you cannot harm them, Wife."

Kyle's fists clenched at his sides. His legs felt weak, trembling ever so slightly, but he forced himself to stand firm. His breathing was uneven, yet his eyes—though filled with fear—held a strange resolve.

Fear gripped him at the fact that he was standing with his back towards the woman who had literally tried to kill him moments ago.

In this situation, they had the chance to take him hostage or backstab him—but he felt that Prista was in no state to lift even a hand, and Olea would not endanger her life by harming him and ruin her end goal of revenge by dying here.

His voice wavered, betraying his hesitation, but he didn't step aside.

If he were to step aside now, then both of these women would lose their lives at the hands of the Princess.

"What?" Aleriana's eyes flickered with disbelief. She had seen the moment these two women tried to kill him.

If she had arrived a second later, he wouldn't be standing here at all.

And yet—he was protecting them?

'System.... what is the body condition of both Olea and Prista?' Kyle knew that what he was doing was foolish, but letting everything just flow would cost him a much heavier price than now. Being a fool now was better than dying later and losing the life he had taken an oath to protect.

[ Host, their breathing is slow, though injuries are more severe for Prista with heavy bleeding. Olea seems to have a fracture in her right hand. It is suggested they get healing done as soon as possible. ]

Hearing Kyle's voice, Prista understood that she was severely injured, barely able to lift herself. Olea, though stronger, had been caught off guard and was in no state to fight.

He knew that even though just half an hour ago he had determined to value his relationship and had promised to make everything better with his wife, here he was in a position that would only bring pain and break that promise.

This was a gamble.

But it was the only one he could take.

Aleriana's fingers twitched on her weapon. The anger in her gaze burned deep. "Do you even understand what you're saying?"

Her voice carried the weight of restrained fury.

Kyle swallowed hard. His heart pounded in his chest, loud enough that it almost drowned out the chaos around him. But he forced himself to speak.

"I just... don't want them to die."

Silence

Aleriana stared at him, and for a moment, he swore he saw something shift in her expression. A flicker of something unreadable.

'!'

'Huh...' On the ground, Prista, who had been struggling to move, froze.

Her fingers curled into a weak fist as she bit the inside of her cheek. His words—simple as they were—cut through her defenses in a way she hadn't expected.

And... She hated it.

"Haah...." Aleriana exhaled slowly. The tension in her stance did not ease, but her eyes—now glimmering with something sharp and bitter—were locked onto Kyle alone.

As she turned her gaze upward toward the sky, she looked defeated, having just sensed that the Empress, after hearing his words, had expressed hostility even in her broken state.

And here he was telling her to stop.

"You're pathetic."

Her voice was quiet, but it carried an undeniable weight. Though it did not come from her heart, looking towards the sky, it just came out reflexively.

Kyle's body stiffened.

Aleriana took a step back, her spear lowering slightly, though her grip remained tight. "I am disappointed in you, Kyle."

Her words were sharper than any weapon.

"Wif—" Before Kyle could respond, she vanished.

Badump

The sound of his own heartbeat thundered in his ears.

He stood there, unmoving, staring at the empty space where Aleriana had been.

The tension in his shoulders did not ease.

A hollow feeling settled in his chest.

'Damn it.'

Even though he was the one still standing, it felt like he had lost something.