Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife

Chapter 263 Hello, My Wife

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The fight between Scarlet and the paladin had been going on for fifty five minutes and showed no signs of slowing down because both fighters were still standing. It was coming to an hour and both opponents were still throwing out powerful moves, tossing each other around like ragdolls and pushing themselves to the limit. Ordinarily, the audience would be bored by now, restless for a new fight but in this case, they hoped it would keep going. All around, one could hear comments like, 

"The paladin is going to win. I am assuring you, the paladin is winning." 

"You are crazy; the hound is taking it tonight." 

"My money was worth it, this must be the crowning fight of the night."

Others who did not make it the virtual world were watching the fight on star net. The number of viewers of this division one fight had surprisingly caught up to a division three fight taking place at the same time.

Even the top ten of division one were caught up in the heat of the fight, screaming and shouting. Usually, they would be analyzing the moves and learning so that they could figure out how to counter them later or assimilate them into their own routines. But all that was thrown out of the window and there were two reasons for this. 

One, nobody had fought the paladin for this long, he was very dominant in his fights and he would corner and beat his opponents senseless within ten minutes. 

Secondly, after Alice mentioned that the hound had sliced portions of the paladin's armor they paid more attention. She was right, no matter how much they fought, the hound remained untouched while the paladins armor was filled with gushes. They wondered if he had not noticed that his arms especially were mostly visible now. 

But he had, Alice noticed, the paladin was now facing a challenge of fighting, defending himself while protecting himself. 

"Oh-oh, she has him now." Someone said. 

In the ring, Scarlet had abandoned her scythe for the whips which were now wrapped tightly around the paladin's arms. She threw him over her shoulders with so much force, sending him in the direction of the oblivion portal. She added nonstop power kicks as spun around, creating such a huge force that ensured that the paladin could not counter her moves and save himself. 

She watched him carefully, with her brows furrowed and her weapons in her hand until he vanished completely. And then, she stayed where she was, breathing heavily and laughing slowly. This had not been an easy fight, she had exhausted a lot of her mental strength, if Carolyn had not added hooks onto her whips, she was not sure if she would have successfully sent the paladin into oblivion. 

The audience was roaring and a loud applause that filled their entire arena. Her parents she noticed were sitting with Severus in the front row of the seats where family members of the fighters sat. They were cheering as loudly as they could and Severus was howling. 

A buzzer sounded indicating that the fight was over, and the virtual champions roll came down, sending the hound to the number one position. 

The host was eager to get an interview, but before he could, the hound vanished from the ring and disconnected from the virtual world. Something which left everyone confused, why disconnect at this moment. 

Scarlet too, was surprised to find herself forcefully disconnected and ejected from the virtual world. When she opened her eyes to figure out the source of the problem, her eyes landed on those of an unexpected individual. 

The black eyes whose depths were unknown were staring directly into hers. The face which she saw many times in her dreams was hovering over hers and the lips which she heard seen many times in her dreams lately, held a charming and seductive smile as they came closer to hers. 

"Esong Wu!!" she gasped. 

"Hello, my wife." He said, in a deep voice. 

Many questions raced through her mind immediately, like when and how did he get here. She had not been expecting him until tomorrow or a few more days. Not that she was complaining, because seeing his handsome face was worth it. Him being so close to her again was enough to get her little heart racing wildly like a mad horse. Whether it was because of the victory she had just earned or the excitement of seeing him, she did not know. All she new was that she was madly excited.

She smiled beautifully and broadly, and then she slowly raised her right hand up and touched his cheek. "What are you doing here?" she asked. 

He closed his eyes, and rubbed his cheek against the palm of her hand. "I am here because I missed you." He kissed her palm and held it against his cheek, stopping her from taking it away. "I could not stay for one more day, one more hour, minute or second without coming to you."

She smiled and used her other hand to touch another side of his face as gently as she could. "You have lost some weight, your face is thinner." 

He opened his eyes and laughed, "Is that what you are thinking about after not seeing your husband for more than three months?"

"Then what should I be thinking about?" she asked. 

"Me, my lips, kissing me and taking me to bed where you can kiss me some more in private, am I wrong?" 

"I don't know, maybe I have forgotten how to kiss." She giggled playfully as she said coquettishly. 

"Then, I should teach you again, my wife, you have no idea how happy I am to be back." As he said this, he used his right hand to touch her face and slowly. His hand moved from her face to the back of her neck and then, back up to her lips. 

Scarlet's heart went crazy, jumping up and down as if it would soon burst out of her chest as a result of his simple teasing. It reminded her of the very first time she kissed him, and yet she felt somehow even more nervous than she did back then because she knew what to expect. 

He rubbed her lips gently with his thumb and she surprised him when she kissed the thumb and nipped on it. 

"What is this?" he laughed. "Did you inherit mutated beast blood while I was away? Why are you nipping on my thumb?"

"What is it to you?" she responded in a whisper.

"Your lips are redder than I remember, or was it pink?" he said in a soft voice, one that was soft and almost as whispery as hers. "It doesn't matter what color they were, what matters is that I get a chance to taste them right now because if I don't, I don't know what will happen." 

He leaned down easily, and pressed his against hers in a soft quick kiss and he backed away, avoiding her overly eager mouth which was ready and willing to be devoured.

'What is this, is this all?' she asked herself.