Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

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Chapter 814 Stein Mikkelsen

Even if they were reduced to ashes, as long as there was a trace of their life energy left, others could identify

them based on the unique aura of their energy.

But everything had now changed with the acquisition of the Soul Cloak Stone. It had the ability to conceal his

aura and could even morph into any other aura according to Emrys* will.

Wasn't this the perfect magical treasure for concealing his identity?

There was absolutely no need for Emrys to refuse.

As for unexpected encounters, the more the merrier!

However, Emrys was extremely perplexed.

The voice hadn't answered any of his earlier questions. Instead, it generously presented him with two treasures.

Was it any surprise that he questioned its identity?

Who could be waiting here specifically to present him with such treasures?

Could it be...

A thought suddenly struck Emrys, and he ventured a question. “Could it be that you, too, are a member of the

Heavenly Preserver Sect, sir?”

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The only thing he could think of at the moment was the Heavenly Preserver Sect. He felt that all the mysteries

surrounding him were somehow inextricably linked to this sect.

Regardless of whether it was the unconventional Athos, the unremarkable Mystique, or the enigmatic madman

Cassius, who may or may not exist, they were all shrouded in mystery.

Among all the people Emrys had interacted with, Athos was the one he spent the most twith. However, that

crafty old man was full of lies, and Emrys was helpless in prying the truth from his lips.

That silly old man is definitely hiding something. Otherwise, he wouldn't be trying so hard to avoid

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“The Heavenly Preserver Sect? Or the Heavenly Pilferer Sect?”

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Suddenly, the voice echoed from above the thunderclouds, sounding baffled. Emrys was caught off guard,

initially thinking it was ssort of humorous prank being played on

him.

As an esteemed literary master once said. “There are two trees standing in front of my house. One is a jujube

tree, and so is the other.”

He had done that simply due to a bit of mischief, yet it led to an overinterpretation by those who cafter.

They believed that the separation of these two trees in the writing must hold sspecial significance.

At this moment, this was exactly what Emrys was thinking.

However, just as he was lost in confusion, the voice from above suddenly echoed again. “We are all connected in

sway, but none as deeply intertwined as you and I.”

As it spoke, a shadowy figure drifted down from the storm clouds.

Despite its ethereal nature, it exuded an extraordinary aura, standing with an air of defiance.

Emrys hadn't seen the face of this person, yet an inexplicable sense of irritation arose within him. A bad feeling

was stirring in his gut.

The shadowy figure began to speak slowly, “Perhaps you already know of our connection, for my nin this

world is Stein Mikkelsen.”

“Stein Mikkelsen!” *

Emrys’ body began to tremble violently, rage bursting to life in his eyes.

How could he possibly forget this name?

He had already etched this ndeep into his bones.

After all, it was this man who had killed Emrys’ mother in the past and turned him into the so-called “demon’s

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offspring,” in Pascal's words.

It was this very man who had brought all the misfortune upon Emrys. Yet now, he had the audacity to show up

here, playing the good guy and presenting him with two magical

treasures.

Emrys would rather not have them.

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“Why is it you?” Emrys roared in anguish while desperately trying to sever the connection between his

consciousness and the two orbs, only to find it was an impossible task.

“It seems you have a profound misunderstanding of me.”

As though Stein had anticipated Emrys’ reaction long ago, he didn’t appear overly surprised, only managing a

resigned, bitter smile.

“Why did you do it?”

Emrys stared intently at Stein, certain that Stein knew exactly what he was asking.

Why did you have to be so ruthless back then?

Could a man who had the heart to harm his own beloved truly be considered human?

He was worse than a beast!

Or perhaps he had never truly loved her at all.

“Tell me, why did you do it? And where are you now?”

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