The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5048

“If there's danger, then we face it together. Even if we die, at least we'll have each other for company on the way to the afterlife,” Jemina said softly, smiling just a little.

Jared chuckled. “With me around, you're not dying.”

He wasn't worried. Deep down, Jared was calm. He knew full well he wouldn't die here. After all, if he died, the story would end.

“You don't like that pretty boy, huh?” Jared asked.

“Do I even need to say it?” Jemina rolled her eyes. “Just looking at him makes my stomach turn.”

She sighed and looked away. “But the Heavenfall Pavilion is powerful. If my family wants to form an alliance with them, I have no choice. Marriage is the only option.”

“You ever think about pushing back against that?” Jared asked.

“I don't have that kind of strength,” she said, shaking her head.

“When the time's right, I'll take care of that dainty clown. Then you'll be free,” Jared told her, walking beside her.

“You're no match for him,” Jemina replied.

“Maybe not right now. But I've got allies. Taking him out would be easy,” Jared said with a faint grin. He then turned slightly and asked the Vermilion Demon Lord, “Mr. Vermilion, are you confident you can take down that soft-faced brat?”

“Your body can handle it. Forget just him, I could wipe out everyone here if I felt like it,” the Vermilion Demon Lord replied flatly.

“Good to hear!” Jared laughed.

“Who are you talking to?” Jemina asked, puzzled.

“An old friend,” Jared said with a chuckle.

Dead men don't get to enjoy the magical items.

Together, they walked slowly up to the platform. As they got closer to the coffins, Jared noticed something strange. The eyes on the two warrior statues seemed to follow them. Their gaze didn't shift—they stayed locked on Jared and Jemina.

He blinked and shook his head, thinking he had imagined it. But when he looked again, the statues' eyes had definitely moved.

A shiver ran down his back. His grip tightened on the Dragonslayer Sword, now trembling more visibly.

“Ms. Murray, do those warrior statues look weird to you?” Jared asked.

“No, not at all,” Jemina replied, shaking her head. Her focus was fixed entirely on the three coffins. She hadn't even glanced at the statues.

“Seeing that, Jared kept quiet. No point in scaring her more than necessary.

He steadied himself, took a long breath, and then turned his full attention to the three coffins. Each one was deep crimson, and on closer look, the surfaces seemed to ripple, like blood was flowing across them.”