I Am Unstoppable

Compared to the cold outside, the warmth in the cave felt like heaven for Jonathan and Yeverie.

Even better, there was a sleeping bag there.

With the immense vigor of their vitalities, even the sleeping bag felt warm enough.

Having eaten over twenty snowberries in one sitting, Yeverie found her energy mostly restored. Taking advantage of her rapid recovery, Jonathan nicked his vein with a nail. “Have some of my blood. You would recover even more quickly.”

Yeverie tried to turn him down but he brought it bossily to her lips.

Left with no way to refuse him, she took little sips.

As she did not dare drink too much, she quickly proclaimed herself satiated. Jonathan did not force her. Losing a little bit of blood at the moment did not matter much to him. To Yeverie, however, the small amount of blood served as an excellent supplement.

After being fed some of Jonathan’s blood, Yeverie quickly regained color in her cheeks.

From there, she regained her full vitality an hour later.

Jonathan heaved a long sigh of relief after seeing Yeverie back to normal. “What exactly happened, Your Majesty?” she asked him.

Jonathan chuckled. “All in all, we’re lucky to have met him.” Then, he told her about the encounter with Torrence. Also, he filled her in on the basic details of Moranta.

Yeverie’s jaw dropped as she heard the incredible tale. “It sounds like we have traveled through time. Something like that only happens in the movies.”

Jonathan smiled. “There is no oddity too strange in the boundless universe, like the existence of Leahra and the vampires, which should appear only in legends. However, are they not as real as you or me?”

Yeverie thought he had a point. “What should we do next, Your Majesty?” she asked.

“Although all of us entered the passage in Fog City together and have arrived at Moranta, the location we arrived at from the passage underwent drastic changes. Hence, we are in this snowy tundra, while Mabel and the others are probably thousands of miles away. One thing’s for certain, though—we will rendezvous in town once we figure things out here because we will be able to find each other through messages when we get there. So, my plan is to spend a day in recovery, then continue pressing on tomorrow and head straight for Paradiso.” After a pause, he continued, “Once we’re there, we’ll look for Mabel and the others, then think of a way to find the passageway to go home.”

Yeverie nodded. “As you say, Your Majesty.”

Jonathan smiled. “Good girl.”

Then, he continued, “Get some rest in here, Yeverie. I’ll look about outside to see if I can scavenge some more snowberries.”

“Let me come with you, Your Majesty,” Yeverie offered at once.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, he agreed.

Jonathan and Yeverie had traveled very far that day. Before they left, they packed the sleeping bag into the spatial ring. What a useful item to have. We can’t afford to lose it.

However, the snowberries were proving difficult to find. Scouring the ground until the sky turned dark, the pair only managed to collect thirty of them.

would be enough to

way. As long as there was a

to the

the day in the freezing cold, they were all too glad to take

humans were not complacent by nature, they were easily satisfied after having undergone

was a contradictory creature,

Yeverie had two snowberries each. The

to turn in for the

there was only

a sleeping bag with her. Thus, he told her, “You should get some sleep. Rest well, we have a long

at once. As soon as the words were out of her

if nothing happened, having a beautiful woman in his arms was

found himself saying, “I’ll sleep outside.

a girl, and it was

if Jonathan took the initiative to suggest that they sleep together, she was

herself into the sleeping bag while Jonathan leaned against the wall of the cave

them, the lonesome darkness

neither of them could

the past two weeks, they were well acquainted with each

unable to pacify himself. He would be lying if he denied harboring certain intentions

Yeverie’s

last, she plucked up her courage. “If you’re feeling cold,

quickened. He wanted more than anything to say yes. I want to squeeze in and cuddle her

“Yeverie…” Jonathan began.

she responded sweetly at

lover back in the country as well. I’m not a good man, and I don’t want to keep things

for wanting Yeverie’s body, Jonathan was not a despicable

liked somebody who did not reciprocate

clear one’s head did not mean doing whatever wicked thing one was compelled to do. There’s a difference. If I did something that violated my principles, my mind would be muddled

fell silent after

chest. That way, he no longer

ensuing silence. “You are a good man, Your Majesty. If you weren’t, you wouldn’t have been honest with

at those words, he could not figure out what she was thinking. “It’s getting late.

Your Majesty?” Yeverie asked

do,” Jonathan answered after a brief, stunned

cuddle

with joy. Yet, he remained hesitant.

said

heat emanating from his

been a long time since he had suppressed his desires; he would not have attained the level of cultivation

that when