Chapter 424 - She doesn't like you!

With the Battle Chicken terrifyingly successful against these wicked Demons, King Michael found it best to mutate four more Chickens to increase the odds of battle success just in case of an overwhelming demonic attack is in process.

After all what are a few eggs less or best described a few gold coins less, when safety is a prime aim? Since these Battle Chickens are so effective, it only makes sense to have a few more ready just in case.

When you glance at this from another point of view, 5 Chickens in total can only do so much against Demons. For example they can't blow Fireballs and massacre a bundle of Demons at once.

Most specifically, individually they can commonly handle one Demon at a time which when fighting off over a Hundred Demons won't pay off in the short term.

But these beautifully mutated Chickens bring at least three battle perks. First and foremost, they are almost invincible against a crazed randomly running around Demon.

They can just swoop down, clash their claws through a target's skull and f.u.c.k.i.n.g toss it 10 feet away. In most cases that would cause a near death experience to an enemy or at least mass disorientation since those claws are strong enough to crash a skull.

Secondly, although valuable these Chickens aren't as valuable as a Human being. Sure they have rights, but in a Continent where everyone is facing a mass population drop, losing more Humans is just stupid especially if those people are Zamerians.

The Zamerians came all the way from another Continent, 1,400 Kilometers away for a better life. No one would want to face a Demon and think, "Yes I will die for 200 Gold Coins". 

The Zamerians came here to live a better life, and most would put in work and effort to attain that better life. Killing them in battle against these Demons wouldn't be favourable.

Is sending animals to possible death for the sake of survival, the best thing? Hell no! But it is either win or get killed, King Michael personally wants his Domain to win and any other King would want the same.

Third but definitely not least they can ease the tension of battle when the mass Demonic invasion bash their feet against this snow, with aims to destroy everyone and everything in sight.

Let me break it down for you, let's say there are 400 Demons busting out of the Ocean in their crazed usual way, trying to slaughter everything.

Now since battles between Demons and Humans are mostly tackled quickly regardless what side wins, it points out towards the sole fact that each of the five Chickens would have at least a few minutes to contribute in battle.

Let's say one chicken manages to kill 2 Demons per minute and the battle lasts ten minutes. When you pile numbers together, each Chicken would kill 20 Demons between those ten minutes.

This narrows everything down to what the two Platoons would prefer to deal with. Would they want to deal with 400 Demons or 300?

The answer is simple, they would want to deal with less and the death rate in that battle for the Humans would be lower.

These Chickens almost being invincible towards Demons in other terms points out that their rights have been fulfilled too, they likely won't die in one battle and they can contribute in other battles with a massive kill count considering how little they are in numbers[5].

This explanation has become rather extensive, but it shows us the c.u.mulative badassery of 5 mutated Chickens although they too have weaknesses.

One bonus perk I'd like to butcher, they are freaking mutated 3 foot tall Chickens! Who in their right mind wouldn't want them in their Army? 

King Michael is truly a genius and his curiosity towards mutations leads to the fact that he is using Demonic attributes to beat the Demons.

This is survival of the fittest, or the smartest if you will. It adds a lot more meaning when you consider how his curiosity towards the unusual started when he wanted to bury emotional pain!

Okay now moving to the most important points, four more Chicken mutants have to be made today. 

Eric is dying to know and gaze upon how these mutants are made, he isn't the most used to them although he has seen mutants before.

His curiosity is raging through his mind to the point where he can't sit without itching once thinking that one man close by is mutating Chickens.

He had to ask Mogranius to take his patrolling shift for now because as mentioned before one Fire Controller has to always stay with the Guards just in case of an overwhelming Demonic attack.

Mogranius agreed within a break of a second, he was bored already and isn't the most interested in Demons considering he was eye to stone with the actual Source of Fire.

He also saw a Whale Bear so there will be little that surprise him or interest him from that point, mutant-wise.

Alama is sitting this one out though, these mutations won't be anything new or anything worth writing a parchment for, plus she can't handle the stench.

Oh my Source the stench! A Demonic carcass smells so bad, that it would be equal to putting 6 dead animals together, throwing garlic over them and dumping human shit over them as well.

In other words, the stench is traumatizing although King Michael negotiated with some fish to bring another Demon body while he torched the two previous bodies.

Spotting Ladia and Eric walking in, King Michael instantly spoke. "Alright kids, who wants to see me make these Chickens battle perfectionists."

But before King Michael could properly finish the sentence, Eric held his nose and with a high pitched tone complained. "By the God of Sources, the smell!" 

Finding his reaction funny, considering that it's happening to someone new now, Ladia the nice little Zamerian lady added. "You will learn the smell."

Holding three separate and different chunks of meat on his hand, having this recipe memorized already. He tip toed towards the first tall but thin barred Cage, and said. "Okay Chicken, chew on this."

And afterwards gently threw down the Demonic pieces of meat. Now the effort behind this mutation is to grant the Chicken with the three sided combo.

This combo includes Demonic head, toe and waist meat! It's effects? Well let me refresh your memory!

Eric Jumped two steps back and mildly shouted, "Wow!"

Reasons behind his amazed shock? Well, "So that's what makes these Chickens so tall?"

"Um yes... well yes. They grow in size, double the size if I'm correct." Checking Alama's parchments to reassure, the King added. "Yes yes, definitely double the size. Three foot tall."

Continuing to glance upon the Chicken in amazement, Eric murmured. "It's amazing!"

Another similar tone complimented the King's tone, as she walked in the room. "Rats taught the King how to mutate."

Turning around, and instantly noticing a friendly face, the King answered. "Not exactly Alia, but Rats should be worshipped at this rate."

Knowing that possible embarrassing situations are close, Eric asked. "You heard about the mutation ha?"

It's not like he doesn't love Alia, but she tends to get too motherly and start pinching his cheek and stuff. Not used to social interactions, nonetheless love and care, Eric would get as red as a ruby in shyness.

"I'm curious." Alia answered, although heavily lying.

Most of the reasons she is here, is to make sure that Eric won't end up traumatized by anything happening through these mutations.

Ironic considering that Eric killed before, but her motherly instincts tend to kick in although illogical sometimes.

As the two were having this small little talk, King Michael has already added the additional Demonic Toe meat required to continue with the second stage of this mutation. 

They didn't notice that mutation happening though, up until the point where the Chicken made them look at her as she bashed her claws against the metal base of the cage a couple of times, forcing a ear punching sound.

Eric covered his ears, Commander Alia gazed upon the majestic feathery Chicken and pointed out with her tone rising in enthusiasm as if she found her long lost cousin. "It has bigger feet!"

Feeling an itching urge to correct, King Michael spoke as he raised his fore finger. "Claws technically, they are triple the size now!"

"Whatever they walk on, I don't want to be close to them. I always wondered how you made their feet that big." She is the closest to these battle Chickens considering she is almost a certified animal whisperer or tamer, she knows how to calm them down and loves them a lot.

"Now you know hehe." The King giggled as he glanced at the Chicken and requested. "I need you close by for this one though, it could get dangerous."

"Really? Well better crack a Fire Shield open." A golden recommendation really, why should she be close to danger?

Walking towards the Demon carcass and cutting off a piece of waist meat from it, he explained. "It's not that dangerous, just stay close just in case the Chicken needs calming down."

Dipping the little chunk of meat through the tall Cage, they saw the Chicken obtain a beak double in size and a couple of seconds later, using that powerful beak she started chewing on the thin metal bars.

Almost finishing his words, King Michael spoke. "This is why I needed you close by, this beak can now peck through flesh and bone."

But was interrupted by Commander Alia who was bold enough to stuff her hand through the cage, started petting the Chicken and repeated in a soft delicate tone equal to that of an Angel's. "Calm down baby girl, it's nothing."

Trying to excuse his own work, the King pondered. "I don't think these Chickens feel actual pain through these mutations... stress maybe." 

Bold enough, and although unintentionally funny, Alia added. "It's not that, she just doesn't like you."

Confused, and taking a step back, he answered. "And you understood that from a peck?"

Uncomfortably detailing, Commander Alia continued explaining. "Not the peck itself, but I can sense her back arching against you. Animals actually have preferences, grudges and individual personalities if you actually paid attention enough to notice."

Recalling some memories, finding a horrible realization he felt comfortable enough around these people to explain. "I think this is the same Chicken that made me kiss mud when I tried to catch her and the rest in the beginning."

Considering danger factors, King Michael pitched. "We just need to expand its wingspan and we are good to go, later you will help me fix my relationship with this Chicken."