《Kindred》Chapter 49 - Miss Stole My Two Firsts
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I headed towards the Cube Prison with Little Senu after leaving Latifa behind.
That little scoundrel is with Latifa, nothing will happen to her.
I had to go.
Mid Martial Overlord beast is no joke.
Everyone on this island will be killed if I don't help.
In few seconds, we arrive at the Cube Prison.
There are only two ways how to break the Cube Prison.
The first option is to have another Array Master break it. The Array Master must be of higher level than the one who cast the Cube Prison.
... Which is, unfortunately impossible.
That little scoundrel doesn't look like it, but there are not many Array Masters in Quas Empire better than him.
The second option is to wait.
Although Cube Prison is technically the strongest array known to men, it is incomplete.
There is around ten percent of the array missing from the array book.
Therefore, the Array Masters must figure out the ten percent on their own.
No one on the continent was able to figure the "right" ten percent. Everyone uses their "own" ten percent of the array.
Having your "own" ten percent of the array allows you to cast the Cube Prison, but at the price of instability.
Meaning, it can break on its own anytime. Be it in a minute or ten years.
Now, we have to pray that it breaks in minutes.
I sit in air, close my eyes and focus on the cube.
I'm looking for any signs of the cube falling apart.
If I'm able to find a crack, I will be able to speed up the destruction of the cube.
I wait and wait.
After three hours of waiting.
Crack!
Crack! Crack!
The cube started falling apart.
I get up and strike against the cube with all my power.
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Bam!
The Cube Prison shatters, I rush towards the little prince and push him away.
"Screech!" The Griffin screeches angrily.
"Tsk!" The Griffin tore apart my robe. If I was just a step slower I would be sliced in half.
"Auntie!" Little Senu comes beside me.
"We need to leave. Now!" I turn around and shout at the kids.
"Damnit! Let's go!" Shayde shouts.
""Yes!""
When we retreated, the Griffin didn't pursue us.
Instead, it turned around and started killing the other cultivators.
The reason it didn't follow us is most likely me.
Ah, I'm happy that I have received a harsh training since I was young for once.
We picked up little scoundrel on the way back.
Why are Miss and Latifa not with him?
Did Miss return first?
When we return to the ship,
“Mei Mei!” Shayde shouts like a lost child who finally found his mother.
"Sophia."
“Yes, Miss!”
What could it be? Miss looks in a bad moo-
Slap!
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That day, Miss stole my two firsts.
I have never been scolded before.
No one dared even think about slapping my face.
Yet, Miss did it.
It has been exactly a year since that day.
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