Chapter 156 Aruba and Emily

  Aruba and Emily lost their parents at a young age, but it wasn't some tragic vendetta or being bullied to death by the village tyrant. Aruba's father was just an ordinary Salt warrior in the village of Kabinda, not particularly skilled himself. Before setting out to participate in Una one time, due to a landslide caused by rainwater, he fell off a cliff and disappeared without a trace.

  And their mother was just an ordinary Sart woman, who took care of the two children at home after her husband's death. Originally, they could barely make ends meet, but still managed to get by. However, good fortune never comes in pairs and misfortune never comes alone. One day, while she was working in the fields, she encountered a rare swarm of poisonous bees. After being stung, she lay in bed for nearly a month, unable to recover, and eventually succumbed to the call of the underworld god, which can be said to be an accidental tragic family event.

  After both parents died, nine-year-old Aruba took on the heavy responsibility of caring for seven-year-old Emily. The two were like many tragic families, supporting each other to survive in an empty home. Although Sura, who was not yet the village chief at that time, would often bring food and provide help to the two orphans.

  But after all, Sula couldn't stay by her parents' side forever. The two of them matured very early due to their harsh lives, and before Aruba came of age, they followed other warriors into the forest, learning combat and hunting skills in order to provide meat for Emily back home.

  Emily also mastered sewing and farming earlier than other girls, planting some vegetables in the fields. Almost all of Aruba's clothes and shoes were made by Emily. The thick feelings cultivated by two relatives with the same blood in such hardships are beyond comparison even for other siblings.

  As the years passed, the two orphans in the village grew into adults. Aruba, who was originally somewhat frail, became the strongest warrior in the village due to his rich combat experience since childhood, and the scars all over his body were his badges of honor. Emily also grew into the most beautiful flower in the village, with many suitors.

  However, Emily didn't have any interest in any of them. Her requirements for a partner weren't something they couldn't reach. Although most of them had decent combat abilities, they were all somewhat rough and unrefined people. There was no spark of wisdom on their bodies. Aruba saw that Emily still hadn't found someone she liked, and although he was also anxious to find her the one she wanted, he felt a strange sense of relaxation in his heart for some reason.

  It is said that the older brother in a family is like a father, and this is especially true for Aruba's family after losing their parents. At some point, Aruba has become like a father figure in the household, worrying about Emily not finding a husband as she reaches marriageable age, yet having mixed feelings about letting her go, his affection for her surpassing everything else.

  Because Emily was slow to get married, Aruba also postponed his own marriage for a long time. He had secretly thought that if Emily couldn't find a husband, he wouldn't get married either and would take care of her instead. To normal people, this is deep familial affection. But if some lewd people (I'm talking about you) were to think about it, then Aruba would be seriously sister-controlled.

  In Aruba's view, as long as Emily likes it, no matter what kind of person he is, he can be accepted, but this scope only applies to humans, and demons are not within this category. Aruba has been out for a month due to Mo Yan's order, and it can be said that he has been busy recruiting sailors, doing things neatly.

  But when he returned, he saw that his beloved sister was being held in the arms of a demon, and it's easy to imagine the kind of anger that erupted like a volcanic explosion. Aruba wasn't experiencing this emotion for the first time. At that time, when he was in the expeditionary force of Sanfi and heard that his sister was going to marry the Minotaur of Thunderhorn, he abandoned the battle that was underway, ignored the dangers of the road ahead, and returned alone from the western part of the Council City to Kabinda.

  "Here we go again... You clearly know you can't beat me." Mo Yan sighed, looking at Aruba who was charging towards him like a wild bull, yelling loudly and pulling out the battle axe from his waist. Mo Yan pushed away the office desk in front of him to make space between him and Aruba, so that Aruba wouldn't destroy his desk. After all, he still liked this desk very much.

  Aruba's strength is not bad, but it can only be compared to the people of Salte. For Mo Yan, who exists like a bug on the mainland, it is still far from enough. The battle axe in Aruba's hand swung quickly, but in Mo Yan's eyes, it was the slowest slow motion, allowing him to grab the axe in his hand while having time to appreciate some of the changing expressions on Aruba's face.

  In an instant, Mo Yan snatched the battle-axe from Aruba's hand and then dislocated all of Aruba's joints. He placed him in the chair he had been sitting in. Emily didn't know what Mo Yan had done and rushed to his side, looking at her brother who was unharmed but unable to move. She asked Mo Yan anxiously, "What did you do to him?"

  "It's just that his joints have been removed." Mo Yan said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I'm very measured. Claud outside the door has also experienced it personally. As long as it's not for too long, after a while, putting them back on will only feel a bit sore. If I do this, I really don't know if I can have a normal conversation with him."

  "Brother." Emily put down her heart after hearing Mo Yan's explanation, and said to Aruba who was glaring at Mo Yan: "Things are not what you think they are. Even the things that just happened were my own initiative. Although even I myself feel unbelievable, but...but I think...I've fallen in love with him."

  Mo Yan knew Emily's mind, in the alchemist who liked to play with dolls destroyed his office. He had no choice but to move things to Emily and Charm Demon's office on the way, he heard their conversation. And it wasn't until they finished speaking that he pretended not to have heard anything and went in. It was also because he knew Emily liked him that he invited her to the theater to watch an opera after the end.

  But today, Mo Yan did not expect that Emily would take the initiative to kiss him, so much so that he was shocked and didn't notice Aruba's arrival. However, after calming down and thinking about it, this might be for the best. After all, things between Emily and him couldn't be hidden for too long. Now at least there is an opportunity to talk to him and let him know Emily's thoughts.

  "I think if I stay here, Aruba won't listen to you." Mo Yan sighed and said: "I'll go outside for a while, wait until he cools down, then you can talk to him. After you're done talking, call me in, I'll put his limbs back together."

  Mo Yan said and walked towards the office door, hesitated for a moment when opening the door, and finally turned back to Aruba: "Although I personally feel that promises are all nonsense. But I still want to tell you that I will take responsibility and make Emily happy."

  "What's wrong?" Claud asked Moyan, who had just walked out of the door. "Didn't things go well?" As Moyan's close attendant, Claud had heard what was happening inside, but he didn't dare to intervene. The person causing trouble wasn't an enemy, but rather the lord's wife's brother, and his skills weren't refined enough to subdue him without hurting him.

  "Is there such a great hatred between the demon and Salte?" Mo Yan leaned against the wall and asked Claude, "I thought that since Aruba was willing to serve me, it would be easier for her to accept her sister becoming mine, but in the end, it's still like that time at the wedding."

  "We've been fighting monsters for countless years." Claud looked at the Minotaur beside him and smiled wryly, "Coexisting peacefully is only a recent development, and even that's limited to the monsters of Thundercrag. If it weren't for your unique circumstances, I wouldn't dare believe I'm currently inside a monster's lair, let alone have someone hoping their sister would marry a monster."

  Time slowly passed, and just when Mo Yan was getting a bit bored, Emily, with red eyes, wiped away her tears and pushed open the door to walk out. To avoid worrying about Fengyan, she forced a smile and said: "We've already talked it over, brother is willing to accept me marrying you, he told me to call you in."

  Mo Yan took out a handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Emily, but didn't say anything to her. Now all the promises or expressions of love seem to have a strange taste. Mo Yan doesn't believe in promises, he knows that everything is not fixed, today's promised love and loyalty may become a huge joke later on.

  Mo Yan pushed open the door and saw Aruba sitting in his seat, looking like a paralyzed person. This man, who was full of scars both inside and out and had always been tough, was now crying with snot and tears all over his face, looking very ridiculous.

  However, Mo Yan did not laugh, even the strongest man has his own soft spot in his heart. Crying is not a sign of weakness, but rather his most authentic expression. This kind of crying that bursts out all emotions, Mo Yan had seen it many times when he was on a mission.

  "You're in." Aruba saw Mo Yan walk in and quickly stopped her tears, saying: "Hurry up and reattach my hands and feet, you bastard who stole my sister's heart!"

  "Alright." For this man who was already half a family member, Mo Yan couldn't be as tough on him as he would with others. Letting Aruba scold him for a couple of sentences wasn't a big deal, after all, he had already decided to give his sister to himself, what else was there to care about?