Chapter 11 They Were Completely Annihilated

Soon Ross and others returned, no one woke her up, they all knew how tired she was, her body hadn't fully recovered and the fever was still tormenting her. Opal took off the cloak he was wearing and covered her, signaling for Roman to carry her on his back.

And the always reckless Roman humped her as if guarding the most precious treasure, gently and steadily step away, not even dare to breathe loudly.

In this way, they walked for a long time again. Gradually they found that the scenery around them changed. Instead of the dark forest all day long, it was open mountains and plains, and they knew they had succeeded, they came out of that Gerry mountain range known as the ten thousand year maze.

They leaped and cheered at what was before them, but they didn't expect that thousands of bows and arrows awaited them.

They were surrounded by Hittite army again!

A moon still hung in the sky, and thousands of bows and arrows shone with a cold light under the bright moonlight.

Artemis gradually woke up from her sleep, she opened her hazy eyes and was shocked by what was in front of her.

Why?

The procession with bows and arrows parted on both sides, and a black stallion came majestically out of it. In the moonlight she saw a man in golden armor sitting on his horse, and when she met the cold emerald green eyes, it was as if she had been drawn into a world of stillness, and she could see nothing else but those eyes.

The familiar pain on the heart assaulted the whole body, as if something had been bloodily stripped out of the body and then put back in, but the wound had been inflicted and the pain still persisted violently.

Even though she was now facing the situation of being surrounded, she didn't have a single bit of fear. On the contrary, facing those turquoise eyes, she had a nostalgic feeling, as if long, long ago, she had once seen a deep emotion in those eyes, instead of the cold and desperate now.

She even had the feeling of having lost and found.

He was like a giant standing at the top, with an astonishing aura, and she knew his identity at once - the Hittite Emperor, Saru Forteus II.

And her crystal-clear lavender eyes likewise locked Saru's sight. What beautiful eyes, the body's soul was therefore screaming, it was a violent collision of spirit and flesh, making his body tremble.

This strange but familiar feeling made him freeze in place for a while.

He couldn't help but cover his chest, the pain was like the pain deep into the bone when waking up from that dream. The mark on his chest emitted a burning temperature. As if seeing the fated person, the color of the mark was more bright red like blood.

The two looked at each other, the pain in their hearts tormented them, but they were also happy with the pain. In a flash, they felt they took the pain for granted..

Until that feeling was buried in the tension of the hostility between the two armies.

Saru found it hard to believe that the petite, soft girl in front of him had repelled his army and led Mandorla people out of the Gerry Mountains.

He showed a smile as if it were not there - no matter who she is, such a talent must be subservient to him.

"Artemis!" Suddenly he called her name in an icy voice.

Along with his cold, unforgiving voice, she suddenly understood everything and her doubts dissipated.

His 'Artemis' solved all the confusion in her mind.

The grief, the resentment, and the pain of betrayal made her want to laugh.

She knew that she had lost, but not to the Hittite emperor, but to herself, to the trust in her heart.