The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

At one point, while her head rested on Klaus’s shoulder, Queenie’s left hand brushed against Klaus’s finely sculpted abs, unknowingly.

Klaus, of course, was enjoying it and didn’t say a word. But now, after asking for a kiss and blushing, he drew her attention to her wandering hand.

Queenie immediately pulled her hand away, her face heating up as she blushed even harder. Klaus, however, took her hand gently and placed it back on his abs.

“No need to be shy. This is all yours,” he said with a playful smile, watching her hesitation.

For a moment, she froze, unsure of what to do. But then, her fingers spread out, and she began to run her hand across his abs again, tentatively at first.

“Just make sure your hands don’t go any lower,” Klaus teased. “Little Klaus tends to get excited easily.”

It took a moment for Queenie to catch the reference, her eyes dropping to his trousers—the only piece of clothing left after Nari had burned his shirt to ashes.

Her blush deepened when the meaning dawned on her, and she quickly looked away, flustered. Klaus’s smile widened.

He liked seeing her so helplessly shy like this. After all, she would inevitably return to her busy and moody self once he was gone.

Of course, Klaus would ensure she kept smiling even after he returned to the academy. They stayed like that for minutes, watching the sun dissolve into the horizon in the west.

“That was beautiful. We should do it again,” Klaus said softly.

“I think so, too,” Queenie replied. “Too bad you’re here to study, and I wouldn’t want to disturb your focus.”

“You won’t be disturbing me. You can never disturb me,” Klaus said with a reassuring smile. He knew she was worried about him, but he was equally concerned about her.

There was a reason for this. Klaus had started to feel something familiar about her. It was still faint, barely noticeable, but it was there. He knew it would soon become more pronounced.

“Although you’re strong, there are still a lot of things you lack experience in,” Queenie continued, her tone thoughtful.

“Strength alone isn’t enough. You need experience in other fields. So, while I’d love to watch the sunset with you every evening, I wouldn’t want to interfere with your studies.”

Klaus sighed. She was right. For now, he needed to focus on understanding Earth and the dangers it held.

The senior had told him Earth wasn’t simple. It harbored secrets—secrets powerful enough to destroy galaxies.

Because of this, Klaus was determined to uncover the truth, especially now that he was closer than ever to the best source of information he could find.

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“I will listen to you. But whenever I’m free, and you are too, I want you to bring me here so I can spend time with you,” Klaus said, his tone firm and sincere, leaving no room for doubt.

Queenie smiled at his words, a soft blush creeping onto her cheeks. His manly resolve stirred something within her, making her heart race. “I will,” she replied, her voice tinged with warmth.

“Klaus, you still haven’t finished the tale of the Immortal and the Thief. You know, the one you started telling me back in Stone Valley,” Queenie said suddenly, her tone curious.

Klaus chuckled at the memory, her unexpected request bringing a smile to his face. Of course, he remembered.

He’d been using the story to draw closer to her, to find a way into her guarded heart. He’d promised to continue it later, but the chance had slipped away when she had to leave.

“I’ll tell you the rest later,” Klaus replied. “For now, let’s just enjoy this moment together. Besides, you have a lot to share with me, especially Earth’s secret. You know, the good stuff,” he added with a teasing grin.

“I know I promised, and I will tell you everything,” Queenie said, her eyes meeting his. “But as you said, let’s spend some time together first.”

“Okay,” Queenie said softly.

Klaus noticed her hands becoming a little more assertive, though they still avoided venturing anywhere near his “little brother.”

“By the way,” Klaus said, his tone shifting, “do you think, with humanity’s help, the moon people can one day return to their world?”

“I don’t know,” Queenie replied thoughtfully. “Mom said the Lunar Beasts are far stronger than me—many times over. Right now, the only thing keeping them safe is the safe zone they’re in. She didn’t explain much about it, but I think it has something to do with laws.”

“Laws?” Klaus raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

“Yes, laws,” Queenie said. “Once you become a Sovereign, you start to sense the laws of the universe. This ability helps you form what the system calls the ‘Law of Self.’ It’s about understanding yourself and the laws around you.”

“Do you have a law?” Klaus asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. It was a bit of a silly question, but Queenie, smitten as she was, didn’t laugh. Instead, she flashes him with a soft smile.

“I do have my own law, but I won’t tell you,” Queenie said with a playful laugh, the sound so enchanting it made Klaus’s heart skip a beat.

“I see. I never knew the woman I was chasing could be this wicked,” Klaus replied, feigning hurt though a knowing smirk tugged at his lips.

Deep down, he was certain she’d reveal it to him in time. For now, he wouldn’t push her.

“Then, can you tell me more about this ‘Law of Self’?” Klaus asked, his curiosity shining through.

For some reason, Queenie smiled, relieved that he wasn’t prying into the mystery of her Law of Self. Deep down, she feared his reaction—whether he might hate or fear her—if he ever learned the truth.

Right now, she was the most terrifying existence on Earth. Her nature was something that can be described as the face of death. When in battle, she is feared by both allies and foes.

Whenever she unleashes her aura, it shatters the resolve of anyone in its presence. Dangerous didn’t even begin to describe her.

Sometimes, even she felt the weight of her own aura pressing down on her, overwhelming her spirit. It was why she kept it restrained, choosing for now to hold herself back.

But her aura wasn’t the only thing about her that was terrifying. Her sword intent was a nightmare, a force that could crush even the bravest of warriors.

Yet Queenie herself remained unaware of the truth—that she was the reincarnation of the most powerful, brutal, and wicked sword expert the universe had ever known.

And then there was her Law of Self. That secret was a burden too heavy to share, especially with him.

Call it a woman’s way of protecting what she holds dear, but Queenie couldn’t bring herself to reveal something so dark and dangerous about who she truly was.

If she ever told him, she would do it slowly, piece by piece, ensuring Klaus didn’t break under the weight of the revelation.

But even that might not change the inevitable truth—she was a being forged for slaughter, a menace born to kill.

She might not fully realize it yet, but soon, she would start to walk the path destined for her. A path that would earn her the title:

The Asura Blood Queen.