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nThey kept eating like they were starving, and everyone noticed. Sometimes, they looked at each other happily, knowing they enjoyed the tasty food.

nThey took more than an hour to finish eating. The plates piled up, drawing the attention of the other patrons.

nArcher looked at the lioness and chuckled when he saw her leaning back on her chair while holding her stomach with a happy look.

nShe was leaning back with her hair spilling out all over the place as her eyes were closed. That’s when the older waitress appeared.

n”Are you two finished?” She asked with a smile.

nArcher nodded before piling the plates back onto the trolleys as the woman called for help, and a few younger men came.

nNala woke up and helped out a little as she was sluggish due to all the food she ate, which caused Archer to laugh.

nAfter doing that, the waiters pushed the trolleys away, and once they vanished, the older woman appeared with the bill and placed it on the table.

nHe picked it up, saw the price of eighty gold coins, and handed them over before standing up.

nThe two exited the restaurant and started to stroll along the docks. They heard the rhythmic sounds of waves lapping against the ships, and the distant chatter of sailors filled the air.

nAs they walked, they observed the bustling activity of ships being loaded and unloaded with cargo.

nNala’s keen eyes spotted a particular vessel amidst the maritime hustle. She pointed towards it. “Look, Archer, that ship over there is from the Lionheart Kingdom. I recognize the emblem on its sails.”

nArcher followed her gaze and nodded. “You have a sharp eye, Nala. It’s always fascinating to see the different ships and cargoes coming and going from all different places.”

nThey continued their walk along the docks, absorbing the sights and sounds of the busy harbor.

nNala was holding onto his arm, and he felt her shivering, so he cast Cosmic Shield around them.

nSeeing the violet sphere surprised her, but Archer kept going. He used Mana Manipulation to make a flame and warm up the insides.

nAfter a few minutes, Nala felt warm and shivered a bit, making Archer happy as they reached a hill overlooking the harbor.

nArcher stopped walking and just watched the scene. The harbor was a symphony of activity, with ships navigating in and out, their sails illuminated by the soft glow of mana lamps.

nThe waterfront, usually a hive of daytime commerce, retained its vitality even under the stars.

nMana lamps lining the docks cast a warm and ethereal light, revealing the intricate dance of sailors loading and unloading cargo.

nShadows played on the water’s surface as lantern-lit ships set sail or docked, creating a mesmerizing scene.

nArcher marveled at the harmony of tranquility where the mana-infused lamps illuminated the bustling harbor.

nAs the moon cast a soft glow over the tranquil harbor, Archer and Nala found a quiet spot along the docks.

nThe ambient sounds of the night, a symphony of gentle waves and distant ship creaks, surrounded them.

nA silent understanding passed between them. He cupped Nala’s face in his hands, and with a tender smile, he leaned in.

nTheir lips met in a sweet and passionate kiss. The world around them seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in the moment.

nArcher reveled in the feeling of Nala’s plump lips against his, savoring the warmth of their connection.

nThe kiss spoke volumes, a language of shared emotions and unspoken affection. As they pulled away, a shared grin lingered on their faces.

nAfter their kiss, he spotted a bench and decided to sit. Nala playfully leaped onto his lap as he did, facing him with a smile.

nLocking eyes with him, she grinned and teased. “Am I part of your pride now? Will I become the wife of the infamous white dragon?”

nArcher gazed at the girl, sensing a genuine intention beneath her smile. He momentarily fell silent before asking. “If you choose this path Nala, there’s no going back. I’m a greedy dragon and will never let you go?”

n“I don’t care. I don’t want to go back, and I won’t let you go!” she responded swiftly and excitedly.

nUpon hearing her immediate answer, he pulled her forward and kissed her again, a moment Nala thoroughly enjoyed.

nShe wrapped her arms around his shoulders and reciprocated the kiss as the snow hit the shield, shielding them from the Frostwinter storm and keeping them warm.

nAfterward, the two parted. She gazed into his eyes before saying. “Now you’re mine, and no one can say different.”

nArcher smiled, kissing her nose before suggesting. “Do you want to return to the domain? It’s late, and we have classes tomorrow.”

nShe agreed, hopping off him and starting to stretch. Archer opened a portal, and the two stepped through, finding themselves in the living room.

nThe only illumination came from the soft glow of magical orbs scattered throughout the living area.

nArcher decided to scan the treehouse to find the other girls who should be asleep in their rooms.

nClosing his eyes, he extended his senses, reaching out with his mana to create a vision of the surroundings.

nAs his mana perception unfolded, the details of the treehouse became clear to him.

nHe could see the intricate design of the wooden walls, the furniture, and the winding staircase leading to the upper levels.

nThe magical orbs emitted a gentle, otherworldly glow. Archer’s focus shifted towards the bedrooms, and he sensed the presence of the girls.

nEach girl had added personal touches to their shared space, creating a room that reflected her individuality.

nThe mana signatures of the sleeping forms were like soft, glowing auras in the otherwise dark environment.

nMoving through the treehouse with this augmented sight, Archer observed each girl in her bedroom.

nThey were sound asleep, calm and peaceful. Some seemed to stir slightly, perhaps caught in the delicate realms of dreams.

nHe noticed the subtle rise and fall of blankets as they breathed in the quiet of the night.

nSatisfied with his silent survey, Archer opened his eyes, returning to the natural darkness of the living area.

nFeeling the fatigue of the day, Nala stretched her arms overhead, a yawn escaping her. She glanced at Archer, who was engrossed in a book near the fireplace.

n“Alright, I think it’s time for me to hit the hay,” Nala announced with a contented smile. She made her way to him, pausing to tousle his hair affectionately.

n“Goodnight, Archie,” she murmured, the fatigue evident in her voice as she made her way towards the bedrooms.

n“Sleep well, Nala,” he replied, his eyes following her until she disappeared into the hallway’s darkness.

nAs the sound of a bedroom door softly closed, he decided to make himself comfortable. Dragging a chair over to the fireplace, he positioned it before the crackling flames.

nThe warmth embraced him, and he settled into the chair, enjoying the soothing firelight dance as he pulled out some blankets from his Item Box.

nAs he settled into his makeshift bed, the Frostwinter storm outside intensified, the wind howling and the snow tapping against the treehouse windows like a thousand tiny dancers.

nThe creaks and groans of the wooden structure echoed the weather’s protest. Wrapped in the warmth of his blankets.

nArcher closed his eyes, letting the sounds of the storm become a lullaby. The rhythmic percussion of the snow hitting the windows.

nThe magical orbs’ glow dimly illuminated the treehouse’s interior, casting shadows that danced on the walls.

nArcher felt the treehouse respond to the storm, each shudder and creak echoing the elements.

nLying there, the storm’s sounds gradually calmed him. The cozy chair embraced him, and the distant Frostwinter storm created a soothing background.

nThe chaotic beauty of the weather turned into a distant melody, accompanying his journey into dreams. 𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝘰𝑚

nAmid the tempest, Archer succumbed to the calming sounds. The Frostwinter symphony transformed into a gentle serenade, guiding him into a peaceful sleep.

nUnknown group .

nIn the shadows of the moonlit night, a clandestine gathering unfolded outside Starfall City.

nA group of individuals, their faces hidden beneath hoods and obscured by darkness, convened in a secluded area.

nTheir hushed voices carried a tone of secrecy and malice as they devised a sinister plan.

nOne man, the apparent leader, spoke with a venomous determination. “We strike when he’s vulnerable, on the streets. The boy won’t see it coming. And as for his women, we take them hostage. That should teach him a lesson.”

nNods of agreement rippled through the group, their sinister intentions shrouded in the secrecy of the night.

nThe conspirators discussed details of their plan, orchestrating a calculated assault to catch Archer off guard.

nOne figure, more ruthless than the rest, added, “Use the women against him. Make him feel the weight of his choices. It’ll break him.”

nAs the malevolent plot unfolded, the conspirators dispersed into the shadows, leaving a chilling atmosphere of ill intent.

nThe night seemed to hold its breath, unaware of the impending danger over Archer and his girls.

nNot fully edited because I don’t feel well and need to sleep but I’ll do it when I’m better

n𝑖𝘦.𝑐𝘰𝘮

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