Library
Search
Home / Urban / THE SAVIOR GOD OF WAR RETURNS / Chapter 237
Chapter 237
Author: Lucky B. Excelsior
last update2025-09-02 00:45:57

The dining section of the dome had been carefully set, the scent of rice and roasted turkey wrapping the room in warmth that almost disguised the sterile hum of machinery. Plates clinked softly as Matilda and Emily arranged them in neat rows. Sarah laid out utensils while Lena poured water into tall, narrow glasses. Their faces carried the quiet glow of work finished, their movements practiced and graceful.

“Food’s ready,” Matilda finally announced, her voice carrying with a lilt that hinted at satisfaction. She straightened, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead.

From the training section, Jack’s voice cut through, steady but softened. “Ryan, Jackson—enough. We’ll finish later.”

Jackson groaned, mid-stretch on his yoga mat. “But Dad—”

Jack raised a hand, his expression brooking no debate. “Bath first. Discipline includes cleansing. Then we eat.”

Ryan rolled onto his back, chest heaving with exaggerated drama. “Finally! My body was about to give up on me.”

“You said that two set
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app
Previous ChapterNext Chapter

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 246

    Jackson slid the phone aside at last, the screen dimming into darkness. His pulse still hummed from the game, but another rhythm had already taken hold of him—the music, the laughter, the quiet strength of the dome itself.He leaned forward, eyes flicking toward the chessboard where Ryan sat slumped like a man who had just lost three wars in a row.“I’m in,” Jackson said. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried enough weight to still the air.Ryan lifted his head, squinting. “What? You? The Temple Run champion of the dome? Don’t tell me you’re trading demon monkeys for pawns.”Jackson gave him a flat look. “Better than losing six times in a row.”Ryan sputtered, “It was five! And one was a near draw.”Jack didn’t look up from the board. His hand moved with calm, deliberate grace as he reset the pieces again. The soft clicks echoed like heartbeats. “Sit.”Jackson hesitated for only a second before sliding into the chair across from his father. His hands itched with memory, with old muscl

  • Chapter 245

    The dome was alive with quiet rhythms—clicks of chess pieces, soft strains of layered voices, the faint hum of recycled air threading through it all.Ryan leaned over the board, chewing his lip as though each move might decide his fate. “I’ve figured it out this time,” he muttered, more to himself than to Jack. “I just have to get you to underestimate me. That’s the key.”Jack didn’t blink. His hand hovered, then slid a knight across the board with calm precision. “Your key just unlocked another trap.”Ryan’s jaw dropped. “What? Already? You didn’t even give me three turns this time!”“Patterns repeat,” Jack said again, voice calm, almost soothing.Matilda’s laughter rippled from the circle of singers. “Ryan, you sound like a soldier trying to fight a hurricane with an umbrella.”“Better an umbrella than nothing!” Ryan snapped back, though his grin betrayed him. He pushed a pawn forward with exaggerated confidence. “Your move, War God.”Jack studied the board in silence, the hum of th

  • Chapter 244

    The last credits of The Promise scrolled away, their gold letters fading into DragonTV’s darkened interface. No one spoke at first. The dome was hushed, the recycled air sighing softly as though even the machines felt the weight of what they had just witnessed.Jackson clutched his blanket against his chest, still staring at the black screen. He looked small, swallowed in its silence, until he huffed and tugged his DragonTech smartphone back out. The glow lit his face as Temple Run opened again, the familiar rhythm of running and leaping pulling him from the ache left by the movie.Ryan slapped his thigh suddenly. “Well… that was brutal. My eyes are still leaking. And don’t say it’s sweat, because no one sweats like this sitting down.”Lena let out a soft laugh, though her voice was hoarse. “You cried more than me.”“Lies,” Ryan muttered, reaching for the small board that had been tucked beside his seat. He unfolded the magnetic chess set, sliding the pieces into place with exaggerate

  • Chapter 243

    The dome was quiet again except for the low hum of DragonTV and the faint rhythm of recycled air. The screen glowed bright with the burning sky of The Promise, painting the curved walls with shades of crimson and gold.Jackson had already abandoned Subway Surfer. His DragonTech smartphone now showed the endless sprint of Temple Run, his thumb darting fast as his avatar leapt over pits and ducked under fire traps. The boy’s jaw was set with focus, though every so often his eyes flicked upward toward the suspended lovers on the screen.Ryan caught it instantly and smirked. “New strategy, huh? Pretend the movie doesn’t exist by running from demon monkeys?”Jackson scowled without looking up. “It’s not demons. It’s temple guardians. And I’m on a record streak. So leave me alone.”Lena leaned closer, her expression gentle. “But you still keep glancing up. You don’t want to miss it, do you?”The boy’s thumb faltered, his character smacking into a wall of spikes. Game Over. He muttered under

  • Chapter 242

    The dome was hushed except for the flicker of DragonTV and the soft hum of recycled air. The Bollywood heir danced across the screen, his every move wrapped in rhythm and color. Sarah sat back, arms crossed but her eyes intent, while Emily leaned forward as if she might fall into the screen.Jackson had given up protesting outright, but his DragonTech smartphone still lit his lap, fingers swiping rapidly as his Subway Surfer avatar darted between digital trains.Ryan chuckled, leaning toward Lena. “See? He’s pretending not to care, but he’s listening to every line.”“I am not,” Jackson muttered without looking up. “I’m on a record run right now. Can’t lose.”Matilda laughed softly. “And yet you still asked if Kevin would like it. That means you’re watching.”Jackson’s cheeks reddened faintly. He kept tapping, voice defensive. “I just wanted to know. Doesn’t mean I like it.”Jack glanced at his son, his expression unreadable but his voice calm. “Sometimes we resist new things because t

  • Chapter 241

    Matilda shifted in her chair, voice bright. “You know… I think it’s time we broaden our horizons. Hollywood is fun, sure, but why not something different? Something… Bollywood?”Lena’s eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands softly. “Yes! The colors, the music, the drama. It’s completely different from what we’ve been watching.”Emily tilted her head, smiling. “I haven’t watched a proper Bollywood film in years. It would be interesting to see how they tell stories there.”Sarah leaned back, thoughtful. “Alright, I’m in. But I warn you, this is going to be very… musical.”Ryan snorted, though a grin tugged at his lips. “Musical? Oh boy. I guess we’ll be dancing in our seats then.”Jackson frowned, a little pout forming. “I don’t want Bollywood. I want Hollywood… pranks… movies with clever kids…” His small hands twisted the blanket around his knees.Jack rested a hand on his son’s shoulder, his gaze steady. “Jackson… it’s new. You might like it if you give it a chance.”Jackson shook his

More Chapter

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App