Chapter 847: A ‘good’ woman. 2
“Do a good job, and I will awaken the Elizabeth Genes in a Being chosen personally by you.”
“You… You…” Maya opened her eyes wide when she heard such absurdity. Even though she didn’t say anything, her body language screamed:
‘How can he do that!?’
Victor, as a Master of reading of Body Language, understood very well what she wanted to say.
“Have you forgotten who I am, Maya?” He caressed Maya’s cheek and looked at her as if she were very ‘cute’ for forgetting something obvious.
Maya felt ashamed for forgetting something so obvious. Before being a Dragon, he was a Vampire… And not just any Vampire; he was a Progenitor Vampire, a Being that could influence Souls.
The Soul contained all the information about a Being, and for someone like Victor, who could ‘edit’ the Soul as he pleased, he only needed to touch a Being and bring out its strongest characteristics.
And that’s what he did with Liliana; he elevated her potential. This was a test for Maya herself and for Liliana.
He couldn’t ‘add’ anything that wasn’t his Essence, but he could take something that already existed and bring it to the surface.
For Victor, Awakening the Elizabeth Genes within the entire Lykos Clan was very easy to do.
Maya now understood Victor’s proposal very well.
“Get rid of the trash, kill them, make them disappear, retire them, I don’t care how you deal with it.”
“Just get rid of the trash. I don’t want to see any of them near you anymore. You are mine, Maya.”
Maya’s breath practically stopped as her eyes dilated, and the hair on her body stood on end. Desire, obsession, and lust were seen in her eyes. A trace of rationality was visible in her eyes, but it was so small that it was insignificant.
Now that her hidden feelings had received ‘permission’ to act, they could no longer be restrained.
“Or are you against it?”
“… No… I’m not.” She quivered as her voice came out submissive. She hated it, but at the same time, she loved it.
Victor smiled. “Good. Very Good…” He moved even closer to her face.
Seeing this gesture, for a moment, her heart was in chaos. ‘Is he going to do it here?! Now?! In front of everyone?! He’s so arrogant!… I LOVE THIS!’ Maya closed her eyes, thinking he was going to kiss her.
She waited… Waited a little longer, but she felt nothing.
“You thought it would be that easy?” He snapped her back to reality.
A shiver ran down Maya’s spine when she heard Victor’s voice in her ear.
“Prove to me that you can be mine, and only then will I give you what you desire so much.”
“D-Demon…” Maya stammered with a frustrated face. Teasing a woman so much, only to leave her high and dry like this was the Devil’s own work! No man would play with her like this!
“Yeah, I’m a Demon. But not just any Demon… I’m the King of them.” Victor smiled as he pulled away from her.
“Remember, get rid of the trash. If the next time I come back, I feel any of them within 100 meters of you, they will cease to exist.” That was the only ‘kindness’ Victor could offer her on this matter.
“Y-Yes.”
The dome of silence disappeared, and everyone wondered what the two had been talking about. An answer that became quite obvious when Maya looked at Victor ‘dreamily’ and ‘predatorily.’
A look that The Lykos Clan girls knew all too well. After all, at some point in their lives, they had reacted like this when they wanted someone… But they never thought they would see this reaction in their Clan’s Matriarch.
Before Scathach or Metis could ask anything, an explosion occurred, taking away the strange atmosphere.
BOOOOOOOOOM!
This explosion caught the group’s attention, and soon they saw Tasha in her Hybrid Form fighting with a fully transformed Volk. Both were above a building, staring at each other.
Scathach looked up at the sky, specifically at the Moon. She noticed that, unlike the other times she had fought with Werewolves, this Moon was natural, not artificial. But this was a strange situation; it wasn’t night yet, so why was there a Moon in the sky?
Yes, Scathach knew that even with the sun, the Moon would never disappear from the sky since the Moon was a celestial body. But that wasn’t the issue. The problem was that there was a full Moon in the sky, even though it was still daylight. What did that mean? It meant that this occurrence was caused by some Supernatural means. Scathach’s Dragon Eyes turned towards Tasha, whose body was emanating a faint Divine glow.
“… Is she a Moon Goddess?”
“Not exactly,” Victor replied. “She is The Goddess of Wolves, but the ability to summon the Moon must be in her skill set.”
“It’s not uncommon for such a thing to happen. Phoebus, The Werewolf cursed by Zeus, had a similar ability, and because of that, despite being a Cursed Creature, he was still beloved by Artemis.” Metis spoke.
“Wasn’t Phoebus a man?” Victor asked, confused.
“Yes… I was surprised too,” Metis replied, understanding why Victor asked that question. It was well-known how Artemis ‘hated’ men.
“Perhaps because he was always in Wolf Form, she didn’t see him as a man but as an animal?” Victor suggested.
“Maybe.”
“Wait a sec, isn’t Phoebus the Roman counterpart of Apollo? How could he be a Werewolf?”
“… Now that you mention it… That’s true,” Victor nodded after thinking for a moment.
“As far as I remember from the Greek stories I read with Ruby, Licaon was the King cursed by Zeus,” Scathach said.
“Licaon… Lycanthropy… Lykos… Oh.” Victor searched his memories for the name of the first Wolf Progenitor, and he remembered a name.
“Licael, huh… It seems like the Wolf Mythology got mixed up a bit with Greek Mythology, causing this confusion.”
“Just to reinforce, just because Humans write something related to Gods doesn’t mean it’s 100% correct.”
“… But most of the time, it’s correct, right? The stories of the Three Major Gods and their ‘magnificent’ feats are a good example.” Victor spoke with disdain.
“Ugh,” Metis grumbled. “Let me rephrase my words. Most of the time, the History told in the Mythology that Humans wrote is not 100% correct, at least when it comes to the smaller stories that don’t involve the Twelve Major Gods.”
“Now that’s a better description, my dear daughter.” Victor smiled.
Metis huffed and turned her slightly red face away. She hated and loved at the same time when he called her daughter.
…
“Why don’t you just die already, Volk? To avoid your inevitable fate,” Tasha growled as she tossed her hair back.
No more did the Queen who was beneath Volk exist, and no more weakness was seen.
In front of everyone was The Monarch of The Werewolves, the woman who single-handedly deceived an entire Pantheon.
“Stop this nonsense, Tasha,” Volk snarled.
“You can’t defeat me. You couldn’t before, and you can’t now. Why don’t you just submit, and we can end this nonsense?”
“Just how much more of this city are you going to destroy until you’re satisfied? Can’t you see the trust of the citizens crumbling? The Royal Family must stay united!”
“Buildings can be rebuilt, as well as the citizens’ trust. I can do that easily, but you, Volk? Can you?”
“….” Volk couldn’t say yes with pure confidence like Tasha.
“Of course, you can’t. You’re an excellent warrior, but you’re a terrible Monarch and Politician. Without me, you’re useless. You’re just a piece of shit that I happened to fancy.”
“Ohhh, that hurt even me, and I’m not even related to her.”
The group looked at the young member of The Lykos Clan who spoke those words.
The 16-year-old boy blushed a bit with embarrassment when he found himself being stared at by so many people.
Victor smiled and lightened the mood for the boy. “Indeed, women can be cruel when they thirst for revenge.”
“So, learn, boy. When choosing a woman, choose only those who are obsessive and crazy, and always keep them in check.” Victor shared his beliefs with the boy.
“They are the best companions you can ask for… Of course, don’t forget to be stronger than them, or you’ll be at their mercy.”
The boy shivered. “… I’m fine, Your Majesty. My Clan is full of these ‘wonderful’ women, and I have no intention of being like my uncles. I prefer a gentle woman.”
“… Boy…” Victor almost felt like laughing when he saw the females of the Snow Clan looking at the boy as if they wanted to flay him alive.
The boy just shrunk like a deer waiting to be hunted.
“To find someone gentle, you need to be strong first, or you’ll never find her. After all, it’s rare for such a woman to exist in our world.” What Victor said was not a lie.
Women like Sasha and Jeanne, who were naturally ‘kind’ and good, were scarce. Supernatural women were more greedy, self-centered, manipulative, and sometimes quite malicious.
Of course, there were exceptions, but most of the time, that was the norm.
“Ugh. Your Majesty is right.” The boy grumbled when he stopped to think about Victor’s words and realized he was right.
Victor laughed; somehow, this boy reminded him a lot of Andrew when he was younger. ‘Speaking of that man, I’ll visit him later. I saw that he was dating someone in the Snow Clan’s city.’ Victor thought.
…
“You…” Volk’s face trembled with anger.
“Fuc-” When he exploded in anger, a booming sound was heard, and a hole appeared in Volk’s chest.
“… Eh?”
“You finally let your guard down,” Tasha spoke disdainfully.
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