My Strongest Angel Wife with a System
‘Love may not have a place in the weddings of this world, but wouldn’t it be happier to marry the one for you? I think so, too…’ Her thoughts trailed off as she finally reached the church’s door, but her gaze was still on Larkin’s face. ‘You have always been trying your best to create a better world for everyone. I wonder if you’re looking for someone you’d want to actually share your whole life with… with tons of political benefit or none...’ “I’ll find the person who’d make you happy...” Artie whispered while staring at the archduke and standing on his left, but Larkin only deepened his smile. “It’s not yet the time for wedding vows, Artie.” ... Promises were uttered, and vows were made. With the archduchy facing one of its darkest times, Artie Shen and Larkin Ellis decided to stand together against the horns of war and the clawed clutches of the past. Will their disguised platonic relationship blossom into something real for the sake of the archduchy? Or will it be for the loudest songs of their hearts? With a dual-route system that could turn her into the most powerful angel warriors in the land, watch Artie Shen conquer different quests and task to ensure her victory. In love and in war. [BOOK COMPLETED, SEASON 2 IS SIDE STORIES NOW] … [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/authordroopyghost/ Cover by Ying_
Did Heaven Reward You?
While Larkin found it infuriating to stay in the cell, Artie started to interrogate the man while they were all in the cell. Even if it was hard to get something out of him, she still managed to get a few things out. They did steal the gold and the items to give to their ranks. That was a time that they had yet to control Musanea. The servants were human by nature; they would hunger.
That was enough to give an insight into what could be happening next.
The higher court prepared for the hearing. When the time came, they all saw how the archduke walked in from the dungeon entrance to his throne in his domineering black-red sleek obsidian armor. A black whip on his hand sprouted from his left hand and wrapped around the demon servant. Even the priests somewhat feared the oppressing aura given off by that armor.