Chapter 953: Beryl and Fairy Tristan
The figure on the left was a female fairy whose beauty at first glance resembled that of a ruby. She wore the most dazzling gown, with deep crimson hair flowing like blood, and her adorable face was as captivating as a princess's.
The princess's face radiated a charming yet cruel smile, her unaffected demeanor seeming to genuinely delight in macabre topics.
Beside the princess stood a man embodying classic Western European masculine aesthetics—his tall stature and slicked-back black hair were particularly striking. His slightly pointed ears, reminiscent of a fairy's, hinted at his extraordinary origins.
Though he wore seemingly refined glasses, the corners of his mouth habitually curled into a faint, elusive smile, as if indifferent to everything. Yet, an undercurrent of wolf-like danger emanated from him unintentionally.
"This man... is dangerous!"
Mash immediately grew wary.
She could smell it—an overwhelmingly thick scent of blood wafted from this man!
Not the acrid odor of someone drenched in a sea of blood, but a pathological, soul-deep bloodlust exuding from every cell, much like a genuine mage!
"It's only been a short while, but your expressions have become so much more vivid. I'm genuinely happy for you, Mash!"
The man's face broke into a sincere, heartfelt smile of joy for her.
But that smile vanished as quickly as a flash in the pan, leaving only emptiness and gloom in its wake. His eyes fixed intently on Mash.
"Yet the moment we meet, you're already on guard like this. It truly saddens me. After all, we should have had a much closer relationship in the past."
"...A closer relationship?"
Mash furrowed her brows, a trace of confusion flickering in her eyes.
"Don't believe him! This guy doesn't look trustworthy at all!"
Habetrot whispered a warning to Mash, glaring at the man with vigilant eyes.
"I can't sense even a shred of groom-power from this guy! He's definitely not Mash's prince!"
"What a harsh thing to say."
The man lowered his gaze, adopting a sorrowful expression, but then shrugged it off indifferently, flashing a radiant smile.
"But you're not wrong—I'm aware of it myself. When I first saw Mash in the sterile room, a violent love surged within me. I soon realized it wasn't the same 'love' everyone talks about. Especially after I crushed Mash's innocent little finger and saw the pain on her face—that's when I became certain of it!"
The man's smile grew even brighter.
Meanwhile, Mash felt as if every nerve in her body had been plucked, her face trembling intensely. Habetrot's eyes turned fierce.
This person is utterly abnormal!
The fundamental disparity between him and ordinary people is impossible to conceal!
His love is profoundly twisted!
And for the sake of that extreme, distorted love, this person would gleefully swing his scythe, dismembering his target into ten thousand pieces!
"Just who are you?!"
Mash's expression tightened, her face pale as she glared at him.
Merely facing him, she could feel a deep-seated revulsion welling up from the depths of her soul.
"After all this, you still can't remember?"
The man couldn't help but show profound disappointment, letting out a long sigh.
"It's me, Beryl Gatt! The one who's been deeply in love with you since our first meeting!"
Good grief!
Just how prosperous is this eggplant's romantic luck!
Hidden in a corner was a cloaked figure, holding an unconscious Queen's Army soldier in one hand while raising a high-definition camera with the other.
Under the cover of the firelight, Beryl's attention was almost entirely focused on the Mash he was so passionate about, completely unaware of the lens extending from this corner.
That damn Beryl remains as detestable as ever!
During their first meeting in the royal capital, Eiji had already seen through this guy's true nature. Unable to restrain himself, he had chopped all five of Beryl's limbs to pieces—though of course, that was the official story.
Eiji was never one who couldn't control his impulses. The reason he did that was merely to test the Queen's bottom line, to see how much weight this so-called husband carried in her heart!
And incidentally, to drive away that annoying human traitor Beryl.
Judging from the outcome, the Queen didn't even show an angry expression at the time.
Although Beryl was completely healed within just a few days, it seemed the Queen held no feelings whatsoever for this so-called husband, merely tolerating him out of formalism!
Even if this damn thing got into trouble outside, it probably wouldn't provoke any serious reaction from the Queen, right?
Eiji felt a growing urge stirring within him.
But the real trouble was another person—
"Eeeek—?!"
"Noooooo!"
"Wait, I surrender, I'm willing to be your slave—Aaaah!"
Piercing screams continuously came from nearby.
"Who would want boring humans like you as slaves? Know your place!"
The glamorous princess wore an expression of utter disgust, as if she'd stepped in excrement. Countless threads extended from her hands, and with a light flick, she sliced her victims into countless pieces of minced flesh.
As if having found an outlet, her expression turned cheerful again.
"Your only value lies in using your wails and screams to amuse me, to earn Mother's praise! To make her show that doting smile and say 'Well done, my daughter'!"
The princess lost herself in fantasy, revealing an expression of utmost happiness.
She opened her eyes, looking at these fleeing commoners with a cruel and excited smile, like a python spotting toads.
One by one, she selected her prey. One by one, she used the threads in her hands to slice them into countless pieces.
The more blood covered the ground, the more minced flesh, organs, and scattered limbs paved the floor, the happier the smile on her face became, as if she were engaged in the most supreme entertainment.
"Tch! Damn pervert!"
Eiji clicked his tongue in displeasure, his face beneath the hood filled with disgust.
"This madwoman is the Queen's daughter. She's the only one whose standing in the Queen's heart I don't know... Damn it, my magic power's depleted again!"
Eiji tossed aside the Queen's Army soldier he was holding. His figure darted across the battlefield like a ghost, instantly grabbing another soldier with considerable magical power.
"Drain Touch!"
Streams of magical energy flowed from the knocked-out soldier into Eiji's body.
Fairies generally possess immensely powerful magical energy. Even the magical energy of lower-class fairies surpasses that of humans, while the magical energy of higher-class fairies is not much inferior to Eiji's.
He continuously used this skill to seize the fairies' magical energy for his own use, thus keeping the fairy Lancelot at bay in the sky!
But if this continued, there would inevitably come a moment when he could no longer manage...
"Stop!"
An angry, sharp cry rang out.
The madwoman's actions had finally drawn Mash's attention. The crimson scene instantly sent the young girl into a rage. Without a word, she charged forward, mercilessly slamming her shield down!