With eyes filled with tenderness and affection, Shana watched the young man sleeping in her arms. "You sure missed looking at his sleeping face, didn't you?" Erica, who was hugging Zion from behind, said softly. "Yes," Shana replied. "I miss him so much." "We've been away for so long, and yet, he's still a baby." Erica commented because Zion's lips were connected with Shana's… "He's our baby," Shana replied. "But there seems to be someone who wants to squeeze into our ranks." "Are you talking about Princess Aracelle?" Erica asked. "Yes," Shana replied. "At least, based on what Sherry told us, that Princess seems to be submissive to Zion." "Why didn't you ask him earlier how he did it?" Erica inquired. "Or were you too busy having your fill of him that you completely forgot?" Shana shook her head. "When I'm doing intimate things with him, I don't want to talk about other women." "Fair," Erica replied before kissing Zion's neck and sucking it a bit to make sure that a mark would be left behind. "You're now feeling possessive, huh?" Shana smirked. "I called dibs on him first," Erica commented. "So it's only natural that I mark my man." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞 Shana wanted to do it as well, but since Zion was currently sharing something very intimate with her, she decided to just do it tomorrow. As for Sherry, she decided to give them some space, so she slept in another room, with Tiona keeping her company. "Still, we should be more careful about our future raids," Erica frowned. "Zion told us that the Prince of the Skavari wants me to become his consort, while you, Mildred, and Diana would become his concubines." Shana nodded. "Yes. That giant snail with countless eyes is a very dangerous creature. I don't want to get my mind-controlled by it and fall into that filthy man's embrace." Just the mere thought of another person having her way with her body, which she had already offered Zion, made Shana shudder. "Don't worry. Both of you will not be affected by that monster's power." Thirteen, who was woken up by the two ladies' talk, hugged Shana tighter. "Did we wake you up?" Erica kissed Zion's cheek. "Sorry if we are too noisy." "It's fine," Thirteen replied. "Still, both of you should be careful with your raids. That said, Mildred is also immune to mind control and charm because of the rings of the apocalypse. The same can be said for Derek and Joshua. "The only vulnerable ones in your group are Roland and Diana. Although I believe Roland can overcome being mind-controlled, Diana is still in danger." "But I don't own a ring of the apocalypse, so why do you say I don't have to worry about getting hypnotized?" Shana inquired. "Oh. Just the other day, I blackmailed Laplace Demon to make my family and my fiancees become immune to any forms of mind control and charm." Erica and Shana didn't expect to hear this kind of answer from Zion. "You sure have guts," Erica said sweetly. "I think you're the only one who dares to blackmail the Laplace Demon." "It's fine. I offered them something of equivalent exchange," Thirteen replied. "They're not losing out on anything at all." "What did you exchange for our sake?" Shana asked, feeling a little anxious. "Sorry, I can't tell you that," Thirteen answered. "I signed a contract, so I can't share it with others. But you don't have to worry, Shana. The blessing I asked for all of you is worth the price." Shana planted a kiss on Thirteen's forehead and hugged him tighter. "You're making me fall in love with you all over again," Shana said. "I'm glad you became my fiance." "Honestly, I didn't think that we would have this kind of relationship," Thirteen admitted. "Back then, I had no intention of getting involved with the Hero Party. But one thing led to another, and now we are here, lying naked on the same bed together." "It must be fate, no?" Erica asked. "… It's not," Thirteen replied. "Please, don't ever mention the word fate or destiny when we're together. I detest those two words the most." Erica's eyes widened in shock because this was the first time that Zion had opened up about the things he didn't like. "I'm sorry," Erica hugged the teenage boy tighter. "I didn't know that you hate those words. I'll make sure to not say them again." "Thank you, and I'm sorry too," Thirteen turned around to kiss Erica's lips. "I just really hate those two words." "Are there any other things you hate?" Shana, who wanted to know more things about Zion, asked. Thirteen was about to say that he hated Heroes as well. But since his two lovers were technically members of the Hero Party, he decided to speak about the other things that he hated instead. "I hate Aaron Ashford," Thirteen replied. "Aside from Sir Lawrence, I hate the rest of the Monarchs of Pangea." "Can you tell us the reason why you hate them?" Shana asked. "… Someday," Thirteen replied. "I promise I will let you know about everything someday." "Understood," Shana lightly patted the young man's head. "I'll wait for that day to come." "Thank you." "You're welcome." Shana then slowly pulled Zion closer to her. Understanding what she wanted, Thirteen obliged and closed his eyes to sleep, returning to his previous position earlier. The two ladies, who had gotten to know their fiance a little more, exchanged a knowing glance with each other. Both of them would keep his secrets and wait for the time when he was ready to talk about it. However, after this discovery, the two young ladies felt pity for the five monarchs. Little did they know, they had made the one person who could basically screw them ten times over hate them very much. Soon, the two ladies also closed their eyes to sleep, wishing for the day Zion would tell them his secrets to come soon. **** Somewhere in the Antares Continent… Princess Aracelle looked outside the window of her room and glanced at the moon in the sky. Unlike her home world, Gomorra, where everyone could see countless stars in the sky, the young lady only saw a single moon hanging above her. From time to time, a few falling stars would streak across the heavens, signifying that a few Wanderers had met the end of their journey. She then lowered her gaze and looked at her left pinky finger, where a pink thread fluttered in the breeze. "So you hate the words fate and destiny very much huh?" Princess Aracelle muttered. "Also, you hate the Monarchs of this world as well." The young lady's eyes glowed faintly as she recalled the images of the five monarchs of Pangea. Since Zion hated them, she would make sure to hate them as well.