fynovel Chapter 212: Have I ever told you that you’re the best husband in the world?
Chapter 212: Have I ever told you that you’re the best husband in the world?
At first, a look of confusion crossed Evelyn’s face, but that confusion lasted only until the moment the Sun Axe of the White Steel Peak materialized before her.
It was a magnificent weapon, without a doubt.
The long silver shaft extended to a double blade at its upper end—a large, imposing one on one side, a smaller one on the other—while the shaft ended in a sharp spear tip.
The entire metal gleamed in the light with a subtle warm aura.
The tanned beauty took a step forward, grabbing the solar axe before it touched the ground.
Her delicate fingers closed around the silver handle, and the weapon immediately bound itself to her.
"It’s an S-Rank weapon. What do you think?" Ethan asked, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
Evelyn didn’t answer right away, merely holding the Sun Axe firmly, her silver-gray eyes shining like polished steel.
She took a few steps back from the two of them and then swung the axe in a wide arc.
In the next instant, a flaming aura formed in the blade’s wake, opening into a perfect crescent arc, the heat of the golden flames distorting the air around them.
"It’s... incredible..." Evelyn finally murmured.
With a wave of her hand, the axe vanished from her grip, a small golden mark appearing on the back of her right hand.
When she waved again, the axe rematerialized in her grip.
Even Ethan raised an eyebrow in surprise, as he himself was unaware of that ability.
A rosy smile curved Evelyn’s lips, and her silver-gray eyes sparkled with excitement.
In the next instant, a golden layer burst from her hands, spreading rapidly across her tanned skin with a metallic tinkle, hugging her voluptuous body.
The plates molded to the generous curve of her large breasts and the delicate muscles of her abdomen, tracing every line of her silhouette without compromising a single millimeter of her feminine grace.
"Uh... is that a armor?" Evelyn looked down, running her fingers over the powerful golden steel that formed impenetrable plates around her body.
"Yes, it’s one of this axe’s primary features." Ethan nodded.
Armor might not seem all that useful to experts at first glance; after all, he himself had pierced Aerick’s armor with ease during their duel, wounding his arm.
However, it was precisely in situations like that one that armor proved its worth.
He had slashed Aerick’s arm even as Aerick blocked his sword with a steel gauntlet, but if it hadn’t been for the gauntlet, the outcome would have been quite different.
Instead of a simple cut, he would have severed the entire limb.
That was the true importance of armor: the difference between suffering a cut and losing a limb.
Studying the beautiful blade and its intricate patterns for a moment longer, Evelyn sighed, cast an animated glance toward Ethan, and then she sheathed the axe again.
By the time Ethan realized it, Evelyn was already lunging toward him, her large pair of tanned, luscious breasts jiggling freely as they rapidly approached his face.
He naturally did not refuse such treatment.
His hands wrapped firmly around her slender waist, while those soft mountains of warm, slightly sweaty flesh enveloped his face, delightfully suffocating him in the fragrant heat of her skin.
With a cheerful laugh, Evelyn pulled Ethan’s head even closer to her chest and wrapped her luscious legs around his hips, trapping him in a tight embrace.
"Ah... have I ever told you that you’re the best husband in the world?" she asked with a playful tone, gently pushing his shoulders and leaning back, his face reluctantly leaving the warm embrace of her tits.
She looked into his eyes before leaning forward and pressing her lips to his in a passionate kiss, her tongue slowly sliding into his mouth.
Mireya, watching the two of them in silence, felt her cheeks grow hot and looked away, feigning sudden interest in the smooth walls of the arena.
Clearing her throat theatrically, she said, "I’m still here."
"Nghn~~" Evelyn’s lips parted from Ethan’s with a wet sound, and she turned her face languidly toward Mireya. "Why, teacher? Do you want to join in too?"
Mireya blushed even more at those words, turning her face away and huffing indignantly, unable to meet either of their eyes.
Honestly, she was surprised too.
An artifact of that caliber wasn’t something one could easily obtain.
Since she was always by Ethan’s side, she was already familiar with his system, but whenever she saw those incredible artifacts appearing out of nowhere in his hands, she couldn’t help but feel a renewed wave of shock.
Seeing Mireya embarrassed and blushing nonstop, Evelyn just gave an amused laugh and stepped down from Ethan’s arms, her feet touching the ground lightly.
"Will you train a little with me today? Just a little sparring session..." she asked with sparkling eyes, almost teary.
Hearing that, Ethan simply nodded, stepping away from Evelyn and taking his place on the opposite side of the arena.
Mireya, either genuinely uninterested or just pretending to be, returned to the red pendant on Ethan’s chest.
Evelyn was already used to her master’s tsundere behavior and, with a smirk, positioned herself in front of Ethan, summoning her axe again.
At the same time, Ethan unsheathed his elven sword, the steel reflecting the light with a greenish glow.
Given the difference in quality between the weapons, and reluctant to risk losing his own, he prepared to fight in a more evasive manner.
The two stared each other down for a brief moment and then, at the same time, charged forward.
Ethan’s sword sliced through the air silently, while Evelyn’s blade left a shimmering trail of golden flames in its wake, the air around them crackling with the sudden heat.
The two blades clashed in a thunderous explosion of flames and sparks, the metallic sound reverberating off the arena walls like muffled thunder.
Ethan was forced to retreat seven steps under the force of the blow, while Evelyn yielded only six, her feet dragging small marks across the stone floor.
’Ah... I didn’t expect a Rank S weapon to be so superior to a Rank A one.’ Ethan’s eyes sparkled with excitement, the corners of his lips curving into an eager smile.
Without hesitation, he advanced once more.