"what's wrong scared?"

"humph, you two get him!"

""yes captain""

the leader commanded two of his underlings that then got off their houses and approached Mars with their spears raised, one of them gave a glance at Varvei before he gave a vulgar laugh and yelled

"look it's protecting its mate!"

the other followed up with more mocking

"truly laughable that's why non-humans are---"

"annoying"

Mars suddenly appeared behind the two of them sword drawn and suddenly two red lines formed on the knights necks before their heads slid off and their bodies fell over, this of cause displeased the knight leader that yelled with a completely red face

"attack! kill them both!"

the leader yelled but none of his subordinates responded as Mars reappeared again this time blood covered his sword arm, he gave a sigh and mumbled as he wiped off the blood

"....still not prices enough with my strength"

the 48 knights fell to the ground at the same time, all of them having revived a single cut to their necks

"you... what are you Mars?"

Varvei stared at Mars, fear in her eyes but Mars just gave a casual smile and said

"just a pa.s.sing living G.o.d"

Varvei terrified of Mars tired to get up, but her body failed her so she begun crawling away from him

"oi is that how you treat your savior?"

"I never asked to be saved!"

Varvei kept crawling this caused Mars to give a sigh and scratch the back of his head in frustration as he slowly walked after Varvei and asked

"you done yet?"

"you killed them all, you monster!"

"guess not..."

Mars picked up his bag and slowly followed after Varvei that was still crawling trying to get away from him

"ha... ha... get... away... from... me..!"

"nope, why don't you calm down a bit"

Varvei turned around so she lay on her back and glared at Mars, Mars sensing she had something to say stopped and waited for her to catch her breath which she did a few minutes later

"...why did you even save me in the first place?"

"well because it was interest---"

"don't give me that c.r.a.p!"

Mars shut his mouth and looked into Varvei's eyes for some time until he gave a sigh and sat down on the ground

"well I suppose I should take this conversation seriously... I saved you because I could and wanted to"

Varvei narrowed her eyes

"then what about all the other prisoners, why don't you save them too!?"

"because I don't want too, sure I could rescue all the prisoners, take over the fort then overthrow the empire and rule the continent within 50 years, but that sounds like a pain"

"...that doesn't answer my question"

Mars narrowed his eyes and glared at Varvei

"then what I have to answer you question?"

"...yes or else I will bite off my tongue"

Mars gave another sigh and buried his face in his hands and groaned loudly before he mumbled

"...why did I save you... was it really my own will..?"

Varvei got a little confused seeing Mars act like this but still maintained her glare and suddenly Mars raised his face again

"that's right! it wasn't my own will, it was the will of my vessel!"

"....your vessel?"

"my body, you see I got reincarnated into this body less than a year ago so I still don't entirely control it sometimes instincts will lash out beyond my control"

Varvei looked even more confused

"so what you saved me because your instincts made you?"

"basically"

"...that makes no sense"

"nope it doesn't"

Varvei and Mars both stared at each other for sometime until Varvei gave a sigh and broke eye contact while a light blush spared on her face

"...in that case I suppose I can allow myself to be rescued"

"great"

"but tone it down with the killing please, I don't want anymore people to die for my sake"

"...fine"

Mars walked over and picked up Varvei and suddenly gave a grin

"by the way your crawling was really good"

"...shut up"

"oh, are you sulking now?"

"..."

the grin disappeared from Mars's face

"I really thought it was good it means it won't be long before you can walk by yourself"

"okay..."

some days pa.s.sed and Varvei gradually got better and begun to display the appet.i.te of a true dragon which caused Mars quiet a headache because their rations were rapidly running out, Varvei of cause noticed this and begun saying she wasn't hungry as a result she got busted by the loudest stomach growl Mars had ever heard, as a result her eniter face lit up like a Christmas tree which was quite the sight to behold Mars was of cause unable to hold his laughter which only made Varvei sulk even more, this lasted a few days right before the pair reached a town and decided to stock up on provisions

"there you go... take it slow"

"but... I... can't"

"yes you can, believe in yourself, ah don't use your tail that's cheating"

"but..!"

"no but's keep it up!"

"okay..."

Mars was currently watching over Varvei as she slowly and with great trouble walked around a small inn room they had rented, this had been Mars's idea as Varvei gradually got better it was time to start training her body a bit

"that's good, only one more lap to go"

"ha... ha... ha..."

Varvei grit her teeth and took it one step at a time but unfortunately she didn't quite make it as she stumbled and fell

"ops..."

only to have Mars catch her

"are you okay?"

"I'm.... fine..."

"that's good, take a rest and try again when you're ready"

"you... demon..."

"hahaha! I am indeed a demon! a demon that will tickle unwilling and slothful half-dragons if they don't do as I command of them!"

"don't... you... demon..!"

"HAHAHA come here!"

"no..."

Mars then proceeded to very slowly chase after Varvei with arms stretched out fingers wiggling making it so she completed her lap and thereby her training for the day before she collapsed on the floor again

"good job, I knew you cou--"

*GROWL*

"...eating time I see"

"kill me now..."

Mars left the embarra.s.sed Varvei on one of the beds and walked over to his backpack and begun to dig through it eventually finding a package of dried meat and handed it to Varvei that ever so gracefully opened the brown wrapping paper before she begun eating the dried meat bit by bit

"you don't have to hold back you know"

"I know..."

Varvei's speed gradually speed up while she still ate bit by bit

'good grief...'

Mars walked over to the window and rested his elbows in the window as he looked at the stream of people outside the inn

'how peaceful...'

in a fort about 100 klimoters further north a knight was running through the hallways with great stress viasabe on his face, he ran he eventually reached a heavily guarded door were 5 knights stood in full armor and started down the servants that pa.s.sed by, upon reaching the door the knight gave a salut and loudly said

"I have an urgent report for the mashal!"

the knights in full armor let him pa.s.s and as soon as he walked into the room did the door close behind him, after the door closed did the knight take a few steps forwards before he fell to his knees and oudly reported

"reporting to the mashal!"

the other figure inside the room looked up from his paperwork, he was a old man with gray hair but beyond that any other signs of ageing was negligible as he was in perfect health and had an astonis.h.i.+ng figure packed with muscles

"speak"

"yes, reporting to the mashal Varvei has escaped!"

"WHAT!"

with a slam did the marshals fist descend upon his table in a fit of rage, the talble creaked loudly under the pressure but bearly held without breaking

"when did she escape!?"

"4 days ago"

"why haven't I been informed before now!?"

"the forts guards had all been knocked unconscious by an unknown magic spell"

"...I see, is that all?"

"yes mashal"

"then send word to the elite magic knight platoon leader to come to my office at once, tell him I have a mission for him"

"yes, at once marshal"

the knight retreated from the room meanwhile the mashal gathered his thoughts

'how did she managed to escape.... in the first place why did she escape I thought the intelligence division broke her will thoroughly..?'

the more the mashal boarded over this the more questions he had

'was she rescued by some of the remaining rebel forces...? no that's impossible, no one knew were she was held unless they bribed a high ranking officer there's no way they should have acquired intel to make such a raid...'

suddenly there was a knock on the door, this woke the mashal form his thoughts

"enter"

a man in the prime of his life entered the office, he was wearing white plate armor, upon entering he kneeled down and respectfully asked

"please give me your orders mashal"

"Varvei has escaped, your task is to re-capture or kill her"

the man in white palte armor's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness before he lowered his head

"understood"