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Chapter 279: There’s A Good Explanation For This!

    Chapter 279: There’s A Good Exnation For This!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“ire!” Drake smiled, racing to her to throw his arms around her, “How did you get here? Did youe with the refugees? No, I would have seen you… You didn’t make it here alone did you?! You know how dangerous it is-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She came with us, sir,” another female voice said calmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A woman with ck bob-cut hair and sses, wearing office attire raised her sses by the brim, and looked evenly back at Drake.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Us? Who are you?” he asked, cing ire down gently.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My name is Ari, I am Sir Leon’s personal attendant.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Attendant?” Drake asked, looking at ire for rification.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She nodded, a smile creeping on her lips, “She and Mr. Leon helped me, us, reach the city. He’s so incredibly strong like you Drake. We wouldn’t have made it here without him. I can’t believe we''ve finally made it, it feels like a dream to see you again…” ire giggled, tears beginning to pool on the edges of her eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She grabbed at the ne around her neck, gripping it tightly, “I knew I would get here somehow. I’ve missed you…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake suddenly felt a flood of guilt. He of course missed ire, but he hadn’t actively been able to go search for her and it had taken hering here herself for them to be reunited. There was also the issue of Sah Ul’, how exactly was he supposed to tell them about one other?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I missed you too… We should talk, I have so much to tell you about.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">But things never went to n. Chelsea had already spotted ire in the group of people moving towards the city and had run over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“ire! You''re finally here!” Chelsea beamed, wrapping her arms around her, “We have so much to talk about!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire gave an embarrassedugh as Chelsea rubbed her cheeks against hers, bombarding her with information. Thankfully nothing detrimental for now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But again, things never went to n. This time Charlotte, Atropos, Quetz and Clotho had spotted him and moved to report.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lord Drake, I am pleased to see you are well,” Atropos said, bowing slightly, “Whom might these new visitors be?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am curious as well, do you know them, Drake?” Charlotte asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I do, this is ire. She is my girlfriend,” Drake admitted, bracing for scathing nces and outbursts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But surprisingly no one said anything. He received a few looks from Charlotte and Quetz. As well as one cold re from Atropos that turned into an assessing gaze at ire, but everyone remained silent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“ire is very special to me and I’ll be needing to talk to all of you about what is going to happen going forward. Take the next few days to rest up. After everything, I know you all need it. We’ll talkter.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Understood…” Charlotte replied, then added, “We all have an idea of what to do as well. Landin and Kalik are still in poor conditions so we will see to them. Will the <i><span style="font-weight:400">house</i><span style="font-weight:400"> be avable?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake winced hearing the insinuation in her voice, but he collected himself quickly. It was <i><span style="font-weight:400">his </i><span style="font-weight:400">house, why should he feel embarrassed for what may or may not happen in it, now that his second girlfriend and possibly wife had arrived.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course you all are always weed in <i><span style="font-weight:400">my</i><span style="font-weight:400"> house,” he said firmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A new voice spoke up, one Drake had never heard before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So this is Drake?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A man strode up out of the crowd of people exiting the forest, standing next to ire and eyed Drake. Looking him up and down, then to the side where he saw Charlotte, Atropos, and Quetz.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man frowned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I told you ire. Don’t you see he’s already got more women? I doubt he cared about you at all, he never even went out of his way to find you!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake scowled, “What?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Charles!” ire snapped, “You have no idea what you’re talking about! What gives you the right to say something like that!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just look at him! He has three beautiful women just hanging on him!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Atropos growled deeply, “What is wrong with a man of Lord Drake’s stature having multiple females…? It is the alpha’s right to lead the pack!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man Charles flinched, but apparently wouldn’t back down feeling emboldened for some reason.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of his stature? What has he done that’s so great? Left his girlfriend to fend for herself for months while he’s off ying with any girl he can get his hands on?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Charlotte’s aura began to prickle, “You better watch your tongue. Drake has been more than you can imagine and has done more than anyone!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ha! He even has you all brainwashed enough to defend him! I told you ire, he didn’t deserve you-” Charles tried to say and ce his hand on ire’s shoulder, but it was pped away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire’s hand quickly dismissed Charles, then another crack of her hand met the side of his face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shut your mouth! I told you from the beginning that Drake saved me, how important he is to me! Do you think insulting him without him even being able to exin what is going on, is going to make me what? Run off with you?! I thought you were a friend, Charles!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s shoulders rxed slightly. He had been ready to take off the man’s head if he managed to touch ire. In a world of skills and status increases, there was no telling what could have happened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But themotion had brought the eyes of a lot of people towards them. He saw the elven princesses look over from the refugee group and begin to walk over. His friends Grumps and Wow-fi listened quietly a little ways off, Ari, the girl that had introduced herself had moved to Grumps’s side. Bjorn was a little ways off listening in as well, Chelsea had moved back to stand next to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then Atropos and Clotho’s noses began to twitch as they raised them into the air. Their heads snapped to arge woman walking over, their mouths gaping in disbelief.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aunt Teresa?!” they both gasped.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Teresa finally regained consciousness, rubbing her stomach where Drake had hit her and grimaced.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh Atropos, Clotho. I can barely recognise you! Look at how much you’ve grown!” she smirked, then focused on Drake, “You really put me out there. You’re even stronger than I expected. A deals a deal,” Teresa sighed, beginning to lower her fur coat from her shoulders, “Have you way with me as promised.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“See!” Charles eximed, pointing to Teresa, “There’s even more of them!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know this chick!” Drake snapped, “She demanded I fight her literally less than 10 minutes ago!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Atropos’s face turned into a deep scowl, “Aunt Teresa… You don’t think you can im him… do you…?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Teresa’s brows rose with interest and a smile filled with sharp canines offered a silent challenge.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“See! They’re literally fighting over him!” Charles shouted again as if proving his point.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lord Drake, I understand this might not be the best time, but we would like to speak with you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">This time it was Tanya and her sister Aralleen. Tanya was in a half bow but Aralleen looked disgruntled, she put on a pleasant face, but her crossed arms and rigid posture spoke to how she really felt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And there’s more!” Charles yelled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Will you shut the fuck up already! I’m the leader of a city, of course people want to speak to me!” Drake snapped.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And finally thest nail in the coffin appeared.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Drake…?” a voice softer than usual said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked up. He saw Sah Ul’ her face confused and not its usual stoic self. She looked tired and was wearing a thicker cloak than normal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He ran to her quickly, “What’s wrong? Sarah, are you feeling alright?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am alright, slightly dizzy…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake frowned, “You need to rest. You shouldn’t be walking around-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who is that Drake?” ire asked from behind him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned around, it was time to face the piper.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“ire, this is Sah Ul’ Rahk. She’s my wife.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked into ire’s eyes, doing his best to stay firm in what he said as well as gauge her reaction.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Realization passed over ire’s face and Drake could see her mind working behind her eyes. He could see the pain and betrayal briefly. But it quickly changed to understanding then determination.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake opened his mouth to say something, but ire beat him to it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I knew this would happen… Natto told me to be prepared for it,” ire said, walking up to Drake, “I just didn’t think it would happen so soon. I knew because of who you were you would find others to protect and save. It was inevitable that I couldn''t keep you to myself.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire reached around Drake’s neck pulling him in and cing her lips on his.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t say it doesn’t hurt,” she continued, her eyes watering, “but I’m not willing to give you up for anything or to anyone. I love you too much for that…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake was frozen for a moment, trying to search his scattered brain for something to say.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I never intended to hurt you,” he said gently, squeezing her, “And I think we have a lot to work out for the future… because I never had any intention of letting you go either.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He turned and cleared his throat, “Sarah, this is ire. You remember the stories I told you about her?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sah Ul’ looked at ire, her eyes squinting slightly. He’d never seen her do something like that before. She began swaying on her feet, before she expelled whatever food she ate the night before on Drake and ire’s feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sah Ul’!” Drake moved to grab her before she fell, “What’s going on, is she sick?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, she is pregnant you dolt! And certainly about time!” Natto screamed at him, popping into ce on his shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where have you been and what do you mean, she can’t be. It just happenedst night!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire pinched his side, but stayed silent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She is an Orc you durd… Orc’s, especially Lond Orc’s are a warrior race. They required their pregnancy to be short to survive. It is about half the term of a human, roughly five months. This was all in the report I gave you… DID YOU NOT READ IT!?” she howled into his ear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s face paled, stages of surprise, terror, bewilderment, guilt, terror again, then happiness, then horrible awful terror onest time, crossed his face. Until he finally settled into cold realization.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going to be a Father…?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Unfortunately for everyone, yes,” Natto smirked, “O-me-de-to,” Natto whispered sarcastically into his ear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake scooped Sah Ul’ up into his arms, “I’m taking her to the house to rest.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">But ire pulled on his shoulders, “No you are not!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He looked back confused, “Of course I am?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire pointed to therge group of people still waiting at the entrance of the gate to ReUnite, then the group of others waiting to speak to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There are too many things you still need to do. It sounds like she is just having morning sickness. Let me take care of her, it will let me talk and get to know her too,” ire’s expression went soft, “She’s important to you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t let anything happen to her. Do you have people you can trust to help me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Kids!” Drake shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Charlotte, Clotho, Quetz, and Atropos walked over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It has been weeks since you addressed us as children…” Atropos pouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is there something wrong with Sarah?” Charlotte said, her face cold but her hands moving hesitantly over to Sarah in concern.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Quetz has shot many people… Quetz isn’t a kid anymore! Right CC?!” Quetz chirped.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Clotho just shook his head, waiting for Drake to exin whatever he was about to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t do proper introductions so you’re all going to have toter. ire, these are my kids. Kids, this is ire, my girlfriend-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">First</i><span style="font-weight:400">. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Wife,”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> ire corrected, pulling out and showing Drake’s old tattoo ring, shaking it for everyone to see.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“R-right. I need you all to look after her and Sarah until I can finish here. Please,” Drake directed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Charlotte and Atropos looked displeased but nodded. They owed Sah Ul’ too much to say no regardless of the appearance of ire.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you,” Drake smiled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They began carefully taking Sah Ul’ into the city, her nauseated groans hurting Drake’s heart but ire was right. He was still supposed to be the leader.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But ire turned and ran back to him wrapping her arms one more time around his waist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I expect a real proposal. And soon… And a real ring! And a big wedding! With lots of cake…and sweets…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled and stroked the top of her head, “Yeah. I promise. It will be the biggest wedding you’ve ever seen.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And we are going to have a <i><span style="font-weight:400">very. Long. Talk. Alone,</i><span style="font-weight:400">” ire said, enunciating each word pointedly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry, there are plenty of rooms in the house Natto built for us. We’ll have plenty of privacy,” Drake chuckled lightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire’s face went scarlet and she threw a soft jab into his stomach, her forehead rubbing against his chest, “That’s… That’s not what I meant..!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She sped back off after Sah Ul’ and the teens. Charlotte and Atropos followed exactly what happened with deadpan expressions and crossed arms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Finally all done?” Leon called.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you want to fight again?” Drake answered, his eyes going into a squint.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh! Got some more bite in ya? I’ll whoop your sorry ass again if that’s what ya want!” Leonughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sir Leon…” Ari reprimanded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know I know… Fine, Tatsuki, you cane out now,” Leon grumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A small girl exited the side of Leon’s head. She wore a yukata not unlike Natto’s miko kimono but of deeper colors, and had a painted white face like a geisha.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s eyes went wide, but Natto spoke first.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Another Territorial Assistant?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuki bowed, raising her crossed sleeves up, “I greet Lady Natto and her Master, Drake Wallen. I am Tatsuki, assistant of Leonardo Velcruze.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey! Why are you two always forgetting about me?” Wow-fi growled from below them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake had almost forgotten about Wow-fi. After his dramatic entrance with his full blown Blue MAU Mecha, he had uncharastically stayed silent. Drake couldn’t remember him ever shutting up when they yed. It was always one thing or another happening in the games. He was getting ganked by some rando’s, or was asking how something worked in the game, or just talking to everyone in general.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He inspected him.


    <b>[Damian Beir Level 29]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re both level 29?!” Drake eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t be so surprised!” Damian said, puffing his chest out, “You two ain’t special! Come out and rock their world Ekko, drop them some bars.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Out of the side of Damian’s head emerged a small girl with dark obsidian ck skin like his own with neon lit punkish clothes, on her head bright neon headphones with two pink and green cat ears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She threw a hand forward and blew out a bubble of gum, popping it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yo, for once we ain’t skiddin’ n’ sippin’. Love it when we finally allowed to keep ournd legs. Tired of shark stew. Fish n’ chips ain’t my bag, but nothin’ better ensued.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s mouth hung open slightly. But Damian was bobbing his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Got damn, it’s just another bomb!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There is another Territorial Assistant…?” Natto said inplete disbelief, “I expected there to be several in the world, but for three to be in the hands of Primordials…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Primordials?” Drake asked, then looked to his long time friends.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, yeah, about that. Turns out I changed into a Silver Wolf or something. Tatsuki says it’s important but I just like the stat increases,” Leon waved dismissively.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Obsidian Dwarf, most hype and crazy crafter, sh, machinists in the, wait for it. Universe! And remember how I always said tall bitches love me? Well, now they all is tall bitches!” Damian yelled, smiling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake pressed his hands to his head, “I feel a headacheing on.”
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