A Peacock Husband of Five Princesses by day, a Noble Assassin by Night-Chapter 105: Fragmented Wheel of Light

In the dimly lit guest quarters, a quiet stillness filled the air. Mia lay on the bed, her body exhausted yet her mind restless. Her eyes remained fixed on Kael, who sat cross-legged in deep meditation. She felt like her brother might disappear by the time she opened her eyes again if she went to sleep. So, she resisted sleep and just kept an eye on Kael.

But inside his mindscape, Kael was anything but fragile.

A vast, ethereal space stretched endlessly before him, shrouded in swirling energies. The black cat spirit perched beside him, its luminous eyes locked onto the two floating artifacts—the broadsword and the pendant. They hovered in mid-air, circling each other like celestial bodies caught in an unseen force. A resonance, almost like a heartbeat, pulsed between them as if they were speaking to one another.

Kael exhaled, steadying his thoughts. Then, with practiced ease, he began the incantation.

Each word of the ancient language carried weight, reverberating through the mindscape, echoing in the very fabric of existence.

The moment he finished, his mana flared, wrapping around the two artifacts like a silken thread of energy. The air vibrated. A brilliant flash erupted between them, engulfing both the pendant and the sword in a radiant orb of golden light.

Kael did not move. He simply watched.

Time passed—minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity. He remained patient, his gaze unwavering as the artifacts continued to merge, their essence intertwining in a delicate dance of power.

Then, finally, his patience bore fruit.

The golden light compressed, shifting, transforming itself. When the brilliance faded, what remained was not a sword nor a pendant, but something entirely new. A wheel—not fully formed, looking a bit like a broken wheel, yet radiating an aura of immeasurable strength.

Kael felt it immediately. He didn't even need to wield it to understand. If he were to summon it in the materialistic world, his realm would be pushed to the peak of the Tier-9 stage, aka the Supreme Being stage.

A slow grin formed on his lips.

But his thoughts did not stop there.

The wheel was incomplete. And more importantly, something else became clear—he did not completely own the pendant's power. As Mia was still alive, she was still its original bearer. Because of this, he had the ability to separate the pendant from the fused form, returning it to her at will. However, the next time he needed fusion, he didn't need to go through the entire process. He just needs Mia to summon it and with a thought in his mind, he will merge the pendant with the sword to summon the fragmented Wheel of Light.

And now, he needed to use this weapon to defeat the demigod.

With this knowledge, he opened his eyes.

Mia noticed it immediately—the shift in Kael's expression, the triumphant glint in his eyes as he grinned. It caught her off guard.

Her lips parted slightly. "What… just happened?" She wondered.

Before she could ask, Kael raised his hand. A faint glow appeared in his palm, and in the next moment, her pendant reappeared—completely unchanged, as though it had never left her possession.

Mia sat up in surprise, staring at her artifact. She caught it and observed. However, unlike what her brother claimed about unlocking its true powers or whatever, she felt no difference in its presence, no indication that it had undergone any transformation.

Then why does her brother seem very happy? She couldn't help but wonder.

Kael then looked at her and raised his hands. Then, without a word, he clapped his hands together.

Clap.

Clap-clap.

Clap-clap-clap.

The silent language between them resumed.

Kael: Cleo has a plan.

Mia blinked, watching him carefully.

Kael: Your pendant will now help us escape. But we need to wait for the right opportunity.

She looked down at the small artifact resting in her hands. She wanted to ask more. She wanted to understand what he had done, what had changed. But Kael offered no further explanation. He simply watched her, waiting for her response.

Mia exhaled slowly, her fingers tightening around the pendant.

She nodded in understanding, deciding to trust her brother.

*

Back at the campsite;

Shiera and Leiza sat by the dying embers of the campfire, their faces drawn with exhaustion and unease as the sun rose in the sky. Neither spoke. There was nothing to say.

A few steps away, Laura paced back and forth, her hands clenched into fists. Her movements were restless, frantic—like a caged beast searching for an exit that didn't exist. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Nadia was absent.

Not because she was out scouting or gathering supplies, but because she had collapsed the moment she woke up. Her body had given in to exhaustion, to the sheer weight of everything they had endured. The stress, the helplessness—it had all consumed her. Now, she lay inside one of the tents, unconscious. Everyone only thought that it was because she was weak and couldn't endure that simple pressure attack from Jagger. But, in reality, it's because, unlike how she looks like someone in their late 30s, she is in her 90s, and her mind couldn't take the fact that her grandson was taken away as a hostage by some powerful fellow.

Outside, the massive wolf guarded the tent's entrance, its ears twitching at the smallest sounds, its sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

Meanwhile, Shiera was fidgeting her fingers. She didn't know what she was feeling anymore.

For the longest time, she had told herself she wanted Kael gone. That his presence in her life was an unwanted chain, something she never asked for. But now that he was gone and the way he sacrificed himself to the enemy to protect them, she felt a hollow pit inside her chest, thinking maybe she could have been a little bit nicer to him.

She wanted to tell Laura something—anything—to ease her sister's worry, but Laura was seething, barely holding herself together.

Laura's muttering broke her thoughts. "Where is she, the Imperial Preceptor?" Her voice was sharp, her brows furrowed in frustration. "It's been hours since I reached out to Mother."

Her pacing stopped abruptly. She turned toward the wolf.

"Is there still no response from Kael?"