Chapter 2090


    She really wanted to see Zeke standing behind her when she turned around.


    Sadly, the reality was rather cruel. When she turned around, Zeke was already gone.


    Erwen''s heart ached even more.


    She whispered, “Mr. Williams, I''ll be the White Muraco n''s Holy Maiden for the rest of my life.”


    Being Holy Maiden of the White Muraco n meant she could marry no one in her lifetime. Instead,


    she would have to spend the rest of her life in thepany of the elder.


    The next day, as the sun rose, Zeke started to wake Sole Wolf and the others.


    Sole Wolf was still feeling sleepy, unwilling to get up. “Please, let me sleep for a little while more, Zeke.


    I''ve just fought against Mahazael yesterday. I''m exhausted.”


    Zeke said, “Stop that. We have to leave the vige now.”


    Huh?


    Sole Wolf sat up groggily and asked, “Why are we leaving now? Can''t we leave when the sun is up?


    Mr. Andres said he''ll have a huge farewell party for us after sunrise. I haven''t even had enough of


    Muraco''s homemade wine.”


    “Okay. Then you can stay here. Killer Wolf, Ares, wake the others. Let''s go,” Zeke said. This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    In the end, Sole Wolf still got off the bed reluctantly and got changed.


    Meanwhile, Zeke woke David and Brantley up. Soon, all of them left Muraco quietly.


    The reason Zeke wanted to leave secretly was that he did not want Erwen to see him.


    If she did, she would be reluctant to let him go, and there would be a tearful scene.


    Zeke did not want to go through that.


    In reality, he had miscalcted. Erwen, who had been in her attic all that while, watched him leave until


    he disappeared from her sight.


    As soon as his figure vanished, tears started rolling down her face.


    I hate myself. I hate myself for being swayed so easily.


    Creak!


    Right then, her room door was pushed open.


    Erwen quickly wiped away the tears and turned around.


    It was Yazmin.


    No one in the entire vige, except for Yazmin, could enter her room without knocking.


    No matter how hard Erwen tried to hide her actions of wiping her tears, it was still noticed by Yazmin.


    After recollecting herself, Erwen asked, “Yazmin, why are you here?”


    Yazmin looked a little down. “I wanted to tell you about Mr. Williams and his men''s departure. But it


    looks like I don''t have to say anything now.”


    Erwen nodded. “Okay. Let it be then. In the future, we''ll protect Muraco together with Mr. Andres.”


    Yazmin hesitated for a moment before mustering her courage and said, “Tell me the truth, Erwen. Are


    you okay with this?”


    Erwen yed dumb. “What are you talking about? What am I supposed to be okay with?”


    “Stop acting tough. You might be Holy Maiden, but your heart is made of blood and flesh and you have


    feelings too. I can see you have fallen for Mr. Williams. Now that he has left, are you really going to just


    let him go so easily?” Yazmin asked.


    Erwen smiled faintly. “Of course. What else can I do?”


    “Happiness is something we fight for on our own. If you ept whatever befalls you, then you''ll never


    be happy for the rest of your life,” Yazmin exined.


    Erwen gazed at her friend. “So, what you''re saying is—”


    Yazmin cut in, “Let''s go. I''ll bring you to him.”


    Erwen rejected straightaway, “No. I''m the White Muraco n''s Holy Maiden. Muraco still needs me to


    protect it. I can''t leave this ce.”


    Yazmin said, “We''re not leaving Muraco. We''re only going out to get some supplies. At the same time,


    we''re paying Zeke a visit to express your feelings. Our purpose of leaving Muraco is to run errands for


    the vige.”


    After pondering for a while, Erwen nodded. “You''re right. Let''s not waste any more time. Let''s go.”


    Truth was, she knew she was just deceiving herself with the excuse of buying supplies. However, she


    was willing to do that for once in her life.


    What if... there''s a miracle despite how slim the chances are?


    Soon, Zeke and the others arrived at Vige of Livestock.


    The vige was still dirty and foul-smelling, as usual.


    Erwan smd faintly. “Of coursa. What alsa can I do?”


    “Happinass is somathing wa fight for on our own. If you apt whatavar bafalls you, than you''ll navar


    ba happy for tha rast of your lifa,” Yazmin axinad.


    Erwan gazad at har friand. “So, what you''ra saying is—”


    Yazmin cut in, “Lat''s go. I''ll bring you to him.”


    Erwan rajactad straightaway, “No. I''m tha Whita Muraco n''s Holy Maidan. Muraco still naads ma to


    protact it. I can''tava this ca.”


    Yazmin said, “Wa''ra notaving Muraco. Wa''ra only going out to gat soma supplias. At tha sama tima,


    wa''ra paying Zaka a visit to axprass your faalings. Our purposa ofaving Muraco is to run arrands for


    tha viga.”


    Aftar pondaring for a wh, Erwan noddad. “You''ra right. Lat''s not wasta any mora tima. Lat''s go.”


    Truth was, sha knaw sha was just dacaiving harsalf with tha axcusa of buying supplias. Howavar, sha


    was willing to do that for onca in har lifa.


    What if... thara''s a mira daspita how slim tha chancas ara?


    Soon, Zaka and tha othars arrivad at Viga of Livastock.


    Tha viga was still dirty and foul-smalling, as usual.