"Zion, keep your brother safe," Gerald said in a solemn tone. "Mikhhail, make sure to be respectful to your mother-in-law, and always listen to your brother."
Shasha also bid Cranky goodbye and asked him to take care of her two brothers, who would be going to another dangerous location.
Remi and Rhia hugged their two older brothers and even asked them to bring home souvenirs when they went back home.
Siri and Sherry also had a quick chat with their in-laws, who told them that they should visit more often.
When everyone was ready to depart, Thirteen summoned Rocky so Mikhail, Sherry, and Siri could come inside its mobile fortress.
Zion prohibited Shasha from coming with them, and she also had nothing to do in the Cygni Continent, so she’d just be staying home and waiting for them.
With a final wave of goodbye, Cranky picked up Thirteen and rose to the sky as a lightning bolt.
He headed northward, in the direction of their destination, not afraid of anything they might face when they arrived.
Just as Thirteen expected, ten minutes was all it took before Antares entered their vision.
And that short distance was also covered in the blink of an eye, and soon, they were hovering above the first continent that fell into the hands of the Jinns.
"Siri said her territory is on the western side of Antares," Thirteen reminded Cranky.
"West it is," Cranky replied before flying to the west until they arrived at a magnificent city that almost looked like it was entirely covered in gold from a distance.
"I got to say, Kamrusepa really knows how to make an impression," Thirteen muttered as Cranky headed straight to the biggest building that they could see, which they assumed was the Royal Palace.
At first, Thirteen thought that the patrolling Jinns would stop them. However, no one did, and they arrived at their destination without being bothered even once.
The moment they landed, a beautiful lady, whom Thirteen had just seen a few days ago, welcomed them to her city.
"Welcome to Xantheos, Thirteen... or should I call you Zion here?" Kamrusepa asked with a smile.
"Call me Zion when we’re in public," Thirteen replied. "Your city looks wealthy, Kamrusepa. If Camazotz came with me, he would probably be jealous of you."
"What a shame he’s not here." Kamrusepa smirked before glancing at Cranky. "Well met, Cranky. Or should I call you Azrael?"
"Call me Azrael," Cranky replied.
"Very well." Kamrusepa nodded. "Now, I’d like to see my future son-in-law." For more chapters visit novel★fire.net
Kamrusepa had sent Siri to Pangea, hoping she would fall in love with Thirteen. That way, their family would truly become allies in both Solterra and Pangea.
Unfortunately, even her carefully made plan didn’t become a reality.
Instead of falling in love with Zion, Siri fell in love with his older brother, Mikhail.
But now that she had seen the young man, Kamrusepa thought her daughter had made the right choice.
Mikhail was truly a fine young man, even by her standards.
Also, Thirteen already had four lovers, and there was still a chance that number would rise in the future.
By the looks of it, instead of fighting for his love, Siri chose the more handsome, more charismatic, and more to her liking young man, who made her the happiest lady in the world a few days ago.
"It’s finally good to meet you, Mother," Mikhail said with a smile that made Siri very happy.
Kamrusepa returned his smile and lightly patted the young man, who gained her approval.
Sherry stood beside Zion and watched this calmly from the side. This wasn’t the first time she had seen Kamrusepa.
She didn’t know how Zion did it, but they were allowed to enter one of the most secret organizations in the world that had the power to flip the world upside down.
Of course, they were limited to their lover’s private domain within the organization and were not allowed to see the other members.
The only exceptions were those who were part of Zion’s faction, who regularly visited his domain, like Kamrusepa, Camazotz, and Paimon.
Sherry understood they had only received preferential treatment because Metatron held the teenage boy in high regard.
"Well, then. Should we go inside and have some snacks first?" Kamrusepa invited everyone inside her palace.
But just as they were about to follow her, Thirteen, Kamrusepa, and Cranky all looked toward the east.
A powerful presence had made itself known, now headed in their direction.
"It seems you have some other guests, Kamrusepa," Thirteen commented.
"Uninvited guests." Kamrusepa sighed. "Seriously, they have bad timing."
The Majin Princess narrowed her gaze as she looked over the horizon.
Six black specks had appeared within her vision, and they were getting closer to her city.
This time, the patrols guarding the city rose to meet them, blocking their path.
"Halt!" the Guard Captain of Xantheos shouted. "Who dares to invade Xantheos in broad daylight?"
An arrogant reply boomed in the sky like a peal of thunder.
Half a minute later, six people hovered right before the city gates and looked in the direction of the Royal Palace.
"Kamrusepa, are you not going to invite us, or must we force ourselves in?" a middle-aged man with sharp features asked with arrogance.
The Majin Princess’ expression turned serious, for she had no plans to let herself be treated like a doormat in her own domain.
However, Thirteen stood in her path and shook his head.
"They have two Majin Princes," Thirteen stated. "That’s where they get their arrogance."
"It doesn’t matter," Kamrusepa answered. "Even if there are two of them, this city will be their grave if they dare to enter without my permission."
The Majin Princess took a step forward and flew to the gates of the city, where his uninvited guests were trying to cause a commotion.
"Should I intervene?" Cranky asked.
"Only when she’s in danger," Thirteen answered. "Let’s watch for now."
Siri glared hatefully at the bastards who were trying to mess with their domain. Seeing her expression, Mikhail hugged her from behind.
"Don’t worry, we’re here," Mikhail said softly. "They will not be able to hurt your mother."
Siri felt warm and protected in her lover’s arms. However, she was still very worried about her mother, who rarely fought anyone on the battlefield.