Pharaoh's expression remained as stern as before. Nina hadn’t expected to hear such devastating news. How could she possibly offer comfort, or what could she say? This just wasn’t the right time.Micah hadn’t anticipated this outcome either. He had been reassuring Arin all along, but now there was nothing that could be done to save her. Micah felt a deep sense of guilt as he walked over to her bedside."I’m sorry. You risked your life to deliver critical information to me, and I couldn’t save you," he said, his voice heavy with remorse.Arin, lying on the bed and ravaged by the poison in her body, still managed to force a smile when she saw Micah approach."It’s nothing special. Even if I hadn’t told you, you would have found out eventually," she said. She did not want him to feel burdened by guilt. Everything she did was of her own free will.Micah’s heart felt as though it was being squeezed by an invisible hand. Arin was in this condition because of him. If there was nothing
"Freya, don't put too much pressure on yourself. I know you're going through a lot," Nina gently advised Freya.Freya quickly shook off her doubts, and the preparations for their wedding continued. Meanwhile, Micah used the distraction of the wedding festivities to lay a trap for those who had poisoned Arin.Micah was willing to show them mercy, but he had one condition. "If you want me to let you go, you must hand over the antidote for the poison you used."The wedding was grand and joyful, just as planned, and Micah's feigned happiness lured his enemies into a false sense of security. They became careless, thinking they had won. But when they finally made their move, Micah was ready, capturing them all.One of them sneered, "It’s been such a long time, and you have the most skilled poison expert, Pharaoh, by your side. Tell me, do you think there’s an antidote for that poison?"If the antidote existed, Pharaoh would have already saved Arin. Now, with only a few days left to live
This was Micah's most sincere yet helpless wish.He had hoped that his father would have a way to cure Arin's poisoning, but to his dismay, there was nothing his father could do. In the end, all he could do was watch as Arin faced death. Micah stayed by her side the entire night and eventually buried her himself.Freya didn't seek him out as she understood the pain he was in and was willing to wait. Life was full of regrets, after all. She embraced him without saying a word, knowing that silence spoke louder than words in this moment."Take a shower, get some rest. There are things we can't change, but we, the ones still living, need to keep moving forward. The Yaren Tribe needs us."She vowed to be the supportive partner Micah needed, to help him lead the Yaren Tribe to a better future.Micah parted his lips, wanting to speak, but he couldn’t find the right words. His throat felt tight, as though something was lodged in it, and his heart weighed heavy, like a giant stone pressing
Sean let out a furious scream. The pain in his chest was unbearable. The slave camps had thousands of people, and in the end, nothing came of it? And with all the Yaren Tribe’s medicinal resources, how could they fail to save his sister?In the end, wasn’t it just because they were afraid his sister’s feelings for Micah would interfere with him? Ashan clutched his chest, the pain unbearable. "You saved so many lives, ran countless experiments. Why wouldn’t you save my sister?"Fearing that Ashan, overwhelmed by grief, might do something rash, Micah stepped in front of the Pharaoh, his resolve unshaken. "I tried everything I could, but I couldn’t save her. That’s on me. If you want revenge, I’m willing to pay with my life."Micah’s gaze was steady and unwavering."No! You’re the leader of the Yaren Tribe now. If a life has to be taken, then take mine instead!" Freya exclaimed, rushing to shield Micah with her arms spread wide.She couldn’t bear to see him die, not after they ha
Sean remained stubborn, almost shouting, "I feel like it’s all because of my sister’s lower status that you didn’t want to save her!""I’m sorry. I was too obsessed before, trying to revive the dead, chasing some unattainable goal. In the end, I realized it was all just an illusion." Pharaoh sighed. "I know you're heartbroken over your sister’s death, but the Yaren Tribe must continue to move forward. I’m willing to let Micah hand those responsible over to you, and we’ll compensate you for the loss. Everything I said earlier still stands." He pressed his lips together and started walking toward Sean.Pharaoh had already steeled himself for whatever Sean might demand, whether it be a beating or even a life for a life. If that was the price, Pharaoh was ready to be the one to pay it. He wouldn’t resist, and he would make sure that Micah and Nina didn’t retaliate against Sean.Even though Pharaoh hadn’t said these words aloud, Nina and Micah understood him perfectly."Sean! We’re no
Sean had one thought in his mind which was to protect the Yaren Tribe and Micah. After all, both Micah and the tribe were what his sister had given her life to protect.On the day Sean left, Nina came to see him off. Sean didn’t want money, status, or any material things. The only thing Nina could give him was a protective charm she had personally blessed."Sean, life on the border will be tough. Please take good care of yourself. Even though your sister is gone, we will always be your family, and you’re welcome to come back anytime," Nina said with a gentle smile.Sean smiled back, but deep down, he knew that without his sister, the Yaren Tribe no longer felt like home. Even though Nina offered him such kindness, he understood that Nina and Micah had their own lives. He wasn’t a child anymore, and he was aware of that.With Sean gone, the chapter of Arin’s story closed as well. Nina, worried about Micah’s mental state, stayed in the Yaren Tribe for a while. Outwardly, Micah appe
Micah clutched his head in agony, releasing a pained scream. Seeing him like this was gut-wrenching for Nina, but even more so for Freya, who had been by his side every day.Nina stepped forward, gently placing a hand on his shoulder, her voice soft and soothing."Micah, this isn't your fault. Please don't push yourself like this—""It is my fault! If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have made that sacrifice. I've seen death so many times, but I've never felt like this before. Nina, you don't understand! I watched her die right in front of me..."Micah's voice was hoarse, cutting through Nina's words, each word carrying the weight of his torment. Nina had never seen him so broken, and it left her feeling helpless.Afraid he might lose control, she quickly called their father. Before long, Pharaoh arrived with a team from the lab. Seeing Micah in this state, Pharaoh felt an overwhelming sadness. This was his son, after all.But when Pharaoh examined Micah, he discovered that Micah
Micah gently stroked Freya's head, a smile of understanding forming on his lips. "I'm sorry for making you worry.""Micah, please, you have to get better. You can't leave me behind. We... we still have so many things we haven't done. Everything feels unfinished." Freya hugged him tightly, her voice hoarse and full of emotion. She was truly scared.If Freya had known that Micah was holding onto an idealized memory of someone who had been flawless in every way, it might not have hurt as much. But with Arin, things were different. Setting aside everything else, it was clear that some choices had been offered to Arin, but she hadn’t taken them.Freya didn’t want Micah to spend the rest of his life drowning in guilt.Micah continued to gently caress her head. "I understand everything you're saying. Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to pull myself out of this darkness."Freya had always said she didn’t care about these things, and Micah knew where the real issue lay. He wouldn’t hold it ag