Chapter 534: To Demon or Not to Demon

Chapter 534: To Demon or Not to Demon

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” Beatrice screamed. All the anticipation, all the plans, all the pent-up anger that Beatrice hoped to vent on that callous little beastkin, all of it unceremoniously denied with a single swift twist of the neck.

“Aw, what a shame,” Ember frowned with clear disappointment as she appeared from the dark hallway behind Beatrice.Ñ00v€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.

“Isn’t that the big murderous bastard from the Tournament?” Olivia asked when she saw the man slowly rise to his feet.

“‘Murderous’?” Number Seven, Alexander, asked. “Please remind me—how many did you kill in that very same Tournament where all the participants agreed to participate in fights to the death?”

Fuck, what was this guy’s deal? Beatrice tried to remember. He did not care much for others and killed without even flinching, but she tried to recall if she actually saw him do anything outright heinous. Last time she saw him he fought the giant tentacle Abomination just like she did. He did supposedly take credit for the kill, according to Ember, but there was no kill to take credit for anyway, so besides a little sting concerning the fact that she did most of the work damaging that thing, holding a grudge over it would be petty.

“Erm, Lady Beatrice!! What do I do with this now!?” Jim screamed as he struggled to hold on to the Purple Cape guard’s giant, milky tits. The woman kept moaning and licking her milk from her hands while firing off more milk from her nipples in any direction that her swinging breasts pointed at.

“Hey, don’t get any on me!!” Ember raised her voice while raising a fire shield at her side to vaporize the milk and protect herself from any unwanted splatter.

“How about you aim those at him?” Olivia suggested. “Before he kills someone else.”

“What scrolls?” Alexander asked.

Good question, Beatrice thought, turned to Ember and whispered, “What scrolls?”

Ember shrugged and whispered, “Lucarad had a bunch of ancient old books and papers filled with drug-fueled ramblings. Just like everyone else, he quoted those that he liked and ignored others.”

“Oh, forget it!” Beatrice rolled her eyes. “Look, long story short: the Queen is super evil and working with the Demons, if not a demon herself. At least some of her daughters are also demons or possessed by them or something like that, and we need as much strength as possible to take them on, because the Queen is stupidly strong!”

“Huh, is that right?” Alexander said and threw a glance at Felicia’s body. “But if the Queen is in league with the Demons, how can I know that you’re not just another one of her underlings? The things you did back in those mines, what you’ve done to the Purples here—it all screams the obvious. Even your look, it’s nothing like any beastkin I’ve ever seen. And you were with Felicia when the demons appeared...”

“I—”

“Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilk~” a deep, disturbing voice echoed from the tunnels behind Beatrice.

“Oh, right,” Beatrice remembered who she asked to bring.