I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother

“This… How dare you…!”Trezef gripped the hilt of the holy sword as if trying to pull it out from his chest. However, at that moment, a brilliant white light poured out from the holy sword. That light flowed into Trezef’s body without leaving a trace.

“Ugh!” The light gradually faded from Trezef’s eyes, which were bloodshot and fierce. Soon, his body slowly fell backward.

*THUD!*

With a dull sound, Trezef collapsed and no longer moved. The intense light completely vanished from his wide-open eyes. After a brief moment of stillness, the triumphant cheer of the holy sword filled Yelena’s mind.

“I killed him! I’ve finally put an end to this disgusting brat! Wahaha!” And then, Yelena let out the breath she had been holding. The air that had filled her lungs rushed out all at once. He was dead. The Demon King. The Demon King who invaded this world and sought to destroy it… was dead.

“Yelena!” Yelena’s tense body trembled visibly. Kaywhin quickly approached and caught Yelena’s body, which was about to collapse.

“Yelena, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I’m okay.”

With the situation finally resolved, the faces of the people who got hurt while trying to protect her flashed through Yelena’s mind one by one. Her knight guards and Aendydn. She needed to quickly assess and treat their injuries.

“The knights and Andi…” However, Yelena’s words couldn’t reach their end. An unexpected weakness drained from her body. Feeling a deep sense of tranquility, Yelena lowered her head onto a firm chest.

‘What is this?’

Yelena blinked. A completely white space filled her vision, devoid of anything. Somehow, she felt some kind of premonition. As Yelena looked around, her eyes widened suddenly. “Noah!”

The seer who had shown her the future and told her how to change it, Noah, stood before her, gazing at her in silence. His wrinkled face was both familiar and unexpectedly surprising, as she hadn’t anticipated seeing him again so suddenly.

“How did you… come to meet me? No, more importantly, where exactly is this?” Yelena’s gaze scanned the surroundings once more.

At that moment, Noah’s lips parted. “Congratulations.”

“…?”

“You succeeded in killing the Demon King. Congratulations indeed.”

“Noah?” Yelena’s voice held a hint of perplexity as she mumbled. Noah’s appearance, his voice – everything was just as she remembered, yet there was an indescribable uneasiness. Only now did Yelena realize that Noah’s atmosphere seemed slightly different from before. He appeared somewhat more composed than before… and harder to approach. Even his manner of speaking had changed. However, she didn’t feel the need to point out his altered way of speaking. More than that, there was something she wanted to say now that she met Noah again.

Yelena spoke up. “Thank you.” Her words carried deep gratitude. “I wanted to say this when we met again. Thank you for letting me meet my husband. I’m grateful. I mean it.”

Wrinkles deepened at the corners of Noah’s eyes.

‘Is he smiling?’ His expression didn’t change much, so she wasn’t quite sure. Just when Yelena thought that Noah’s lips moved.

“Though it might be a bit early to feel completely relieved and thankful… I suppose it’ll be fine.”

“What?”

“After all, you two have already proven the power of fate.” Before Yelena could ask what Noah meant, he continued speaking. “There will be a lot you’re curious about.”

It was a given. Yelena was more curious about Noah’s true identity than anything else. Well, was Noah really who he seemed to be? Perhaps the appearance before her now wasn’t his true form at all. In that fleeting moment of suspicion, Noah raised his hand.”

“I’ll have the chance to meet you soon, so I’ll tell you many stories then.” With that, he lightly waved his hand in the air.

“No…” Noah’s figure grew distant. “No. Am I being pushed away?”

The white space spat Yelena out and her vision flickered.

“…me.” The sensation against her back was soft. Yelena slowly lifted her eyelids.

“Yelena.” A voice called her name with a pleasant sense of relief, resonating sweetly in her ears.

“Are you awake?” It was a moderately low, gently resonating voice. She turned her head towards the source of the voice, one that sounded as if she would want to sit next to that person for a lifetime and tell him everything. As she blinked, the face coming into her view became clearer and clearer. Jet-black hair. Blue eyes. Staring at her husband’s captivating face, Yelena raised both arms.

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