Chapter 446 – Flower of Evil
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Dogs bare their yellow fangs at each other.
A pony lying on its side on the road was shaking its body.
It wasn’t moving on its own.
This is because the dogs were rushing towards the horse and biting at the horse’s belly skin.
They barked so loudly that their eardrums rang, chewed on the shin-bones, and even played tug-of-war with each other, biting into the intestines with their red-stained snouts.
Purr-
The pony’s lungs, which have not yet stopped responding to life, suck in air and exhale it again. The optic nerve is rushing – looking left and right.
There were only a dozen dogs biting flesh.
Hundreds of them were quietly crouching in the dark, purring and dripping saliva.
Jumble-
A man walked out of the darkness.
He was a man with black under his eyes and drooping corners of his mouth.
The withered man had a dark appearance, as if he alone had borne the burden of the world’s misfortune.
The man put his pale white hand into the front of her coat and took out a thin, muted flute.
He brought the snout of the flute to his swollen lips and said, “Beep!” The sound of blowing, barking, and gurgling phlegm stopped all at once. The dogs spit out their internal organs and disappear into the darkness one by one.
The man standing alone on the street took the flute from her lips and looked at his son-in-law with hollow eyes.
Besides the horse carcass, there were many dead things here.
The remains of the broken carriage were lying everywhere, and the horses pulling the carriage had their spines broken, or their necks cut in handfuls, and blood was pouring out.
The man was walking through the ruins of her house when she suddenly stopped. Because she still found something that made her breath.
As the large wreckage of the carriage was removed, a man with a bolt lodged in his chest appeared.
“···Profit, bastard benefit…! Tsk-! Hit the back of the same side door…?”
The man, who was lying on his back helplessly, spat out his blood and glared at his man.
The man holding her flute did not answer.
Instead, she took out a small crossbow from her waist and aimed it at the thighs of the standing, groaning man.
Tung-
A small bolt from the crossbow’s string pierces his thigh and lodges in his thigh.
“Ahhhhh! “Gaesssss!”
The man screamed for the world to go away, but there was no one around to listen.
And in the darkness, another figure walked towards her man.
“Someone handed over his identity to the black man.”
The owner of the owl-like voice was a tall woman of about two meters.
The woman had long limbs like a gnat, and her eyes had hundreds of single eyes in the compound eyes, like those of a dragonfly.
“Who?”
When her man asked, the woman answered.
“I don’t know. “It’s probably one of those things that has a grudge against him.”
“That guy has a lot of enemies.”
“···Why don’t they kill this guy?”
As the woman glanced at the man squirming after being hit by the bolt, the man holding the flute stuck out his black tongue, licked his lips, and responded.
“It’s always fun to tear off a bug’s limbs and watch it squirm. Shall we do this together?”
As her man cocked and held out his crossbow, the woman clicked her tongue and shook her head.
“It is a day with a bright moon. Be careful about your movements. The flower of evil is my father’s long-cherished wish.”
The man shrugged her shoulders and slammed the bolt back into the squirming and groaning man’s temple.
Keck – The man’s movements stopped.
The man who was quietly looking down touched the corner of his mouth and answered.
“Don’t worry. “The night of the empire is always dark.”
Then she lifted her head and looked up at the castle wall where the perches came and went.
That place was the Central City bullpen, the place where the Flower of Evil was located.
“`
“···The smugglers have lost contact. Even the gold coins, medicine, and silk that were supposed to be brought in. “The damage is enormous.”
In a quiet room where firewood was burning, a woman dressed in a neat suit stood in her unmoving posture and said that.
“Madame Salari is completely abstaining from eating and drinking. It’s already been a few days. Even when I visit, all I can do is give him a sip of water. This is everything…!”
The woman raised her voice for the rare moment, then took another deep breath and calmed her expression.
He brushed the back of his neck with his scarred hand and opened his mouth again.
“I can handle it. Even the wild dogs wandering around outside, that bastard son of a bitch, everything.”
The woman said that with force, but this time there was no response.
She glared with her narrowed eyes at the old woman, who was sitting still by her fire, showing only her bent back, and screamed involuntarily.
“Mother…!”
After a while, the old woman turned her head towards her window and muttered softly.
“A guest has arrived.”
At those words, the woman frowned mercilessly.
As she walked to her window and looked out, she saw – her dark-haired man took off her hat pressed on her head, smiled, and turned towards her with her formal attire. She comes to say hello.
But the words that came out of her woman’s mouth were not so kind.
“···No, such a frivolous bastard can’t be my mother’s son.”
“···.”
There was still no answer from her, but the woman seemed to have missed it and quickly bowed down and added in a trembling voice.
“S-sorry. “I don’t even know the topic…”
“It’s okay.”
The old woman shook her head softly and lifted her heavy hips.
All the while, even when her godmother told her that a swarm of cockroaches had arrived right in front of her, she had no answer.
“Please prepare the tea leaves. With lavender.”
I don’t forget to prepare the tea leaves that man likes.
The woman seemed really sick of it. But her mother’s words were like heaven, and she did not dare to disobey them.
She clenched her fists and shook her shoulders, nodded her head softly and left her room.
And not long after, someone walked to the door.
Knock-
[It’s me.]
It was that man.
The door opened, and a black-haired man came inside.
“`
The man took off his coat and hung it on a hanger that looked like a bare pine tree.
Looking back, there is not a speck of dust visible on the smiling face.
It’s a pure white face. And a pure white smile.
The man rubbed his hands together and muttered that it was very cold outside.
Then he put his hand in his front door and asked if he knew what he had brought.
“···I don’t know.”
When she said that, she said, “Why are you doing that?” And asked me to guess.
She thought for a moment with her mouth shut.
Since she was watching the man’s every move, she had no idea what she was holding in that hand.
Should I be honest about what I know, or should I pretend not to know-.
Neither did he know who she was.
He had eyes and ears even on the roadside – he was the best intelligence merchant on the continent.
“Isn’t it a violet? “I saw the chef at the mansion dry it well and mix it with salt and sugar.”
···Pretend you don’t know.
The man stuck out his lips and grunted for a long time.
He said he made the dish by entrusting the plants he had grown with care in a pot to a skilled chef, and the man lined up the wrapping cloth on the table.
There were a few more things besides that.
“Enjoy it,” The man said with a smile.
She looked down at them quietly, then shook her head.
She was a shepherd.
I had a body that didn’t suffer at all even if I didn’t eat anything for several days.
Moreover, he was careful to never eat food recommended by someone else.
Because she was the one who put her body in her side door, she knew very well that even if she were an invincible warrior or wizard, the moment she was poisoned, she would die in vain.
When she refused, naturally the man’s face became glum.
However, the silence lasted only for a moment, and then he shoved them into his mouth and mumbled them as if they were delicious.
Why do I bring food every day, even though I’ve been rejected every day?
Even though you eat it every day, you frown every time you eat it as if it doesn’t suit your taste – what is the reason you force yourself to eat it?
Sometimes he even reached out to give her a message.
Also, he sometimes offered his back to me to carry him on his back, asking if I wanted to go for a walk.
What is the reason why we are not so wary of her?
It’s not a world where people don’t stab you in the back just because you’re family-.
She was a flower of evil who knew all the secrets of the world, but she had no way of finding out people’s true intentions.
Of course, I knew the man would take out his handkerchief, wipe his mouth, and say goodbye.
And I also said that I would get up and come back at this time tomorrow.
“You are not my son.”
So, just before the man got up from her seat, she spoke first.
I thought I said it for no reason.
This was because the man’s expression became very hard. Neither his eyes nor the corners of his mouth, which had been bright and bright until just now, were motionless.
Why-?
When the man asked that question, she answered with a calm expression.
“I don’t feel the spirit of the woodman in you. Even more so the eyes…”
As he said that, the man let his shoulders droop.
What I meant was, is that sound again?
The man covered his face with his palm and let out a sigh because he had already heard it so many times that his ears were worn out.
For some reason, it felt like his shoulders were shrinking.
The man started questioning her a while later.
So what about my memory? What on earth do I remember?
I vividly remember the day I ran away while being held in your arms. I clearly remember the sound of your heart pounding when you fell in the bushes and moaned, clutching your red, bruised knee, and when the hunting dog came up to your collarbone and sniffed you. Why are you saying no?
Even she couldn’t understand that.
She said it must have been a fabricated memory – a child she regarded as her daughter.
So it’s not like I didn’t think about tampering with his brain with a mind-manipulating spell.
No matter how forbidden it may be, there is no better way to get into someone’s head.
But what if that ruins the man?
What if it becomes a choice that can never be undone?
Really, just in case – if the man is her son…?
Her anxiety prevented her from acting hastily.
The possibility was clouding her judgment and she was losing control of her brothel.
The absence of the godmother continues for several days, and the stray dogs of cockroaches arrive just around the corner…
Now I had to decide.
She clenched her fists and opened her eyes that had been closed.
Stars swirl in bright yellow eyes.
The magical storm slowly began to boil from within her and gradually erode her exterior.
A wave of mana so strong that it makes the skin tingle floods the man.
The man took a deep breath. My trembling eyelids close.
Even though he sensed danger, he silently accepted her magical power.
Her attitude gave me pause – she was the flower of evil and the avenger of the empire.
Hasn’t she been sharpening her knives for over a dozen years? Even if it was just for her revenge – she couldn’t be swayed by a man anymore.
What she expected was that the cockroach had massaged this man’s brain in a dirty way.
I thought she was trying to use her man to lure her out of the house and get her drunk.
However, the moment her magical power engulfed Seojun, she looked into his yellow eyes beyond his narrowed eyelids and immediately took all the mana away.
“···Huh?”
She wondered if she had seen something wrong – she quickly approached the unconscious man and forced his eyelids open.
The man’s eyes were colored the same bright yellow as his own.
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[Wow, the timing is so fucking awesome haha]
[LOL Look at this damn thing changing its eye color while fainting LOL]
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ One of the new kids is amazingly good at measuring thingsㅋㅋㅋ]
[Now I’m going to act like a proper son haha]
[I love you mom ♡: Atta Seojuna hyung shoots 100 shots in advance hahaI’m looking forward to it?]
[Respect for the elderly pussy: Can I look forward to Seo Joo or my brother? Before you reveal your true face, give it a try]
[Kitchen ㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ]
[LOL Fuck Nohyung pleaseㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[This is a bit…]
[LOL]
