Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3163

Nyx pursed her lips. "No way! I already have a man."

Knox replied smugly, "I knew you wouldn't be into me, but that's fine. The Highland Tribe doesn't prohibit polygamy, especially for the higher-ups like the elders and generals. They usually have three wives. Me? I'm marrying Mr. Fernsby's daughter as my main wife.

"Then in a couple of years, I'll marry a few pretty ladies from the Wastelands to keep my bed warm! Better yet, I'll go to Holtrien with Andrew. I'll find a couple of beauties there and bring them back too. That sounds amazing."

Nyx snorted dismissively in disdain.

Andrew, however, asked, "The Highland Tribe actually allows multiple wives?"

Knox replied, "Of course! Mr. Fernsby himself has three wives!"

Andrew thought for a moment before grabbing Knox's hand. Then, he said seriously. "Knox, I need to ask you a favor. Ask Chief Wieser if I can join the Highland Tribe."

Knox looked puzzled. "What are you trying to do? Do you want multiple wives too?"

Andrew answered with a straight face, "Multiple wives aren't the important part. The main point is that I admire the men of the Highland Tribe because they were responsible, considerate, full of justice, and able to help more good ladies find a happy home."

Knox froze, then burst out laughing.

Nyx's face flushed red as she glared furiously at Andrew.

Andrew put on an innocent expression and said, "Come on, Nyx, it was just a joke. Are you taking it seriously?"

Nyx sneered. "That joke wasn't funny at all."

Knox said, "You should be grateful. A stunning beauty like Nyx is one in a million. Let me put it this way: if I had to choose, I'd rather have one Nyx than any other woman. One of her is worth ten thousand others!"

Andrew chuckled. "Well, what if I told you I have plenty like her?"

Knox was stunned. "Are you serious? Are you really that lucky?"

Andrew smirked and walked away. Some bragging was fine if it was done lightly. If he pushed it too far and Knox figured him out, the young man would probably lose sleep from envy.

The next day, Andrew and Nyx headed to the Deadlands once more.

This land of death seemed forever unchanged. The radiation clouds in the sky were always there, dark and heavy, suffocating everything beneath them.

They saw a figure clad entirely in black battle armor, bathed in radiance, slowly rising from the abyss.

Nyx gasped, "It's Arya!"

Andrew was also deeply shocked. The current Arya was completely different from the one he knew.

The difference was night and day.

However, what made Andrew and Nyx even more alarmed came next. A towering pillar of blood-red light followed Arya, rising from the abyss. This blood-red light was immensely vast, shooting straight into the sky.

Even the radiation clouds above had to make way for it. Within the blood-red light, a tall woman in a crimson gown, wearing a crown, slowly floated upward.

When her blood-red eyes casually opened and swept toward Andrew and the others, Andrew felt his heart jolt violently.

A tidal surge of dread rose inside him as he realized this woman was impossible to defeat.

'Who… is she?' he wondered.