Way of Overlord Chapter 53 - 53 Men and Women of the Steppe

53: n and Won of the Steppe 53: n and Won of the Steppe The mood was awkward between the two.

No, it is more awkward for Ayera.

Aeryon is fine.

Instead, he seems to be unfazed by the attempt to kill him.

Instead, he looks at Ayera with a smile, like he was looking at sothing fascinating “Explain to why did you just try to kill .

I doubt that Garron send you here to kill and provoke a war” The words he said is full of threat but the way he said it, it almost seems playful.

But while he is being playful, Aeryon did not know but he just hit the target right on the centre.

One of Garron objective is clearly the death of Aeryon.

But in Aeryon mind, even if Garron wanted to kill him, he would not kill him in such a way.

Poisons, killing using a borrowed knife, that is more of Garron style.

He would not make it that obvious that he is the one that kills him Because that would provoke a war, he did not want.

So, Aeryon wondered.

Why would Ayera would suddenly try to kill him Ayera was released and she stands a few feet away from Aeryon.

Her hand still feel numbs.

She looks at her hand and she could see it is bright red “What a powerful man” she believe that Aeryon did not use all of his strength.

She has this preconception because Aeryon must be at the sa level as Belarion.

Even though she never clash with Belarion, she did clash with a few people with innate strength in the past.

Of course, this clash is rely a sparring and not a real battle In a real battle, Ayera knows she would be killed easily if she fought soone with innate strength one by one.

Ayera mad ethe mistake because the information she got was that Aeryon is like a lion tearing through enemy forces.

That kind of power is akin to soone who w sorn with innate strength.

What Aeryon demonstrated to her before, with that one slash of the sword cutting through her spear like so kind of hot knife cutting a butter was a powerful strike./ A very powerful one.

But still lack in comparison to a true strength of soone born with innate strength Because of this, Ayera fell into the misconception that Aeryon had hold back.

Ayera was dwelling in her own misconception.

Aeryon on the other hand seems fascinated looking at Ayera.

Aeryon had seen the woman in this era.

Most of them are weathered by the sands and the cold winds of the Steppe.

Most of the woman he saw in his tribe is not that beautiful, having dry skin and the appearance looks nothing like a beauty.

As for the woman he is now holding, her beauty even seem to surpass people of his own ti.

Now that Aeryon looks at her closely, he could see that she has a green eye frad by long lashes, her long dark hair falls gracefully in loose waves down her back.

Her skin is smooth and clear, with a natural flush in her cheeks.

She has high cheekbones, a small nose and full lips.

The symtry of her face and everything on her face is perfect “I just wanted to test you.

My father sent here to marry you.

I waited days.

You never ca.

And you never summoned .

I wanted to see whether the brave Aeryon is really brave or a coward” For so reason, the words she wanted to say suddenly changes its aning.

Ayera wanted to simply said that she wanted to test his power She heard many stories and she simply wanted to know whether the stories are true.

But then the mont she opens her mouth, different words ca out For so reason, all of the frustration she felt for the past couple of days is suddenly vented out.

She might appear to be calm, but she also has her own pride She was ignored for days.

He did not co to her tent, and he did not summon her, making her appear like an abandoned woman Aeryon clearly was not expecting it.

But he looks at her with a smile.

He knows better than anyone else how politically motivated this alliance is Aeryon did not want to entertain her.

He himself is not quite sure the intention of this woman.

He whistles and his horse galloped to him.

Without answering her, he jumped onto his horse and rides back to the tribe.

Ayera was stunned and then her face turns red “Hmph!” she harrumphed as she stomps her foot on the ground And she also rides her horse.

She let go of the spear since it is pointless trying to repair it.

She already saw the fragnts of the spears and she wonder, if Aeryon sword is a high-quality sword would that sword cut her horse with that slash?

Fortunately, she did not have to wonder such a tragic ending Ayera kicks her horse and her horse galloped swiftly and not before long she is riding beside Aeryon.

Aeryon and her rides the horse across the vast steppe and after a while the wind blew and her anger is cald and then she rides towards him.

There are no words exchanged, only silence as the sound of the horse, the wind and the steppe could be heard They did not say anything, only riding their horse side by side.

They returned to the tribe and this ti Aeryon escorted her back to her tent.

She stopped in front of her tent, look at Aeryon, the gaze is complicated and full of confusion.

And then finally Aeryon speak “I ant no disrespect.

Tomorrow, I would co to you.

Inform your father.

If he is sincere, then he knows what to do” Aeryon was about to leave and he was about to turn his horse to the Brolgadhr settlent but then he stopped He looks at her.

And for a mont Aeryon simply stared at her.

And Ayera does not like being stared.

But she also wonders.

She beca curious.

“Why are you looking at ?” ‘You really are beautiful” Hearing this, uncharacteristically for Ayera she blushes in embarrassnt The people of the Steppe rarely complint external appearance.

They look if the woman looks strong enough to bear children, to be a mother, to be a protector of the ho.

Beauty is the sa everywhere.

But the value of beauty is not always the sa.

Soone who is recognized as beauty in the past would also still be recognized as a beauty in the future.

But certain traits, certain physical appearance might gain popularity in so era and not in so other era For the people of the Steppe, it is good if they get a beautiful wife and the woman get a handso husband.

But beautiful wife does not an that they would be a useful wife.

And a beautiful husband does not always ans they would always feed you.

To get a beautiful wife who would also be a useful wife is hard.

Because beautiful woman rarely does any work.

With hands that is soft as silk, how could such a woman ever hold a hoe, ever hold a whip, ever hold a bow and arrow?

Such woman is useless.

To get a handso husband who could feed you is also very hard.

Because handso man with flawless skin ans that they never experience hardship The cold winds of the Steppe are like thorns that flew in the air.

The cold winter, the hard work, how could the skin is always flawless?

Such n are useless.

So, n of the Steppe seek a woman who could accompany them, teach their children, an protect their ho, herd the sheep and control the livestock.

And the woman seeks a man who could hunt, who could fight, who could protect them and protect their children.

What use is beauty in such a harsh world?

It is better to give it to the dog?

Hence, Ayera while beautiful, people always praise her for her skill with the dagger, for her agility But of course, everyone knows that she is one of a kind beauty.

In the Steppe however, a beauty always hides thorn especially if that beauty is the daughter of the Viper And even if one wanted to complint her, how many people would dare try to flirt with the daughter of the Viper?

But from where Aeryon ca from it is a very common thing to complint soone.

This is the difference of culture.

Complinting soone differ by culture.

And it is even more so for the people of the Steppe.

Aeryon seeing the blush on her face suddenly laughed “A woman everywhere is the sa.

They all like to be called a beauty” he said and Ayera hearing this suddenly look at Aeryon with glare like dagger Aeryon look at the girl and he could not help but laugh “Hahaha!

The daughter of the Viper is very interesting!” and then he laughed as he rides his horse away She could just look at Aeryon riding the horse away.

Her eyes narrowed “What an incorrigible man!” Today, Ayera learn sothing new about Aeryon.

A good fighter.

A strong fighter.

And that he is playful and a…romantic.

A trait he never expected from him.

In a tent filled with the scent of herbs, an old woman is sleeping.

And she is smiling She must be dreaming a very nice dream to be smiling so widely.

Outside the tent, the sun is coming down, and night is beckoning.

Another days is about to pass.

Dark clouds gather and raindrops falls.

It is just a downpour.

It rains heavily but shortly Brief, passing downpour.

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