The sight was both strange yet oddly peaceful. What was the most intriguing part of all this, in fact, was the unbothered expression of the woman as she looked at Noah.
She didn't look clueless. No, not at all. She was staring at him with boundless knowledge hidden behind her green eyes, rotten with the pleasure of the food she was swallowing - not eating.
She looked like a vacuum.
The World's Will, a wood-like green and yellow woman with a round shape and plump body, spared a glance at Noah from the side of her eyes before ignoring him again.
It was as if it was more important to take care of the needs of the woman than to sore her eyes by looking at him. However, that didn't an they were silent.
They were not that polite.
"Mistress, can you sense it? It seems he is the new Progenitor." The World's Will said, her voice like the ruffling of leaves.
"Oh yes, oh yes," the woman nodded, her mouth full of pastries that didn't seem to end, crumbs and leftovers saring the side of her lips - she didn't seem to care.
"Funny, truly funny! That an bitch Luelle is not only dead but even got her power stolen! Hahahahaha!" She burst into uncontrollable laughter, spraying crumbs of food all over the air. "How I wish I could see her face! Don't you think, Arbre, that it would have been quite a sight?"
"No doubt, oh my beautiful, stunning, dazzling and incredible Queen!" Arbre's voice was soaked with love and reverence. "But I believe she
deserves way worse than this after what she had done to you. Maybe we can order the man gawking at us behind to retrieve her back so that we can torture her."
The beautiful elven woman paused, cocked her head to the sky, licking her fingers dripping with strawberry juice.
"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes! Why not, sweetheart? Why not, truly? But can you ask him? I don't like talking to males."
"But my beautiful, stunning, dazzling and incredible Queen! I hate them too!"
"For , sweetheart. For ." She patted the head of the World's Will with her dirty hand. "And do it fast, he is looking at too intensely. I am losing my appetite!" Her voice beca flooded with forlornness, looking like the simple act of Noah looking at her brought her great distress.
Noah, anwhile, was just standing there, his face the very epito of dismay. His eyes and lips were constantly twitching, hearing these two won talking about him as if he was not there.
And as if it was not over, Arbre turned reluctantly her head towards him, and spoke with great effort, without even looking at him in the eyes not by shyness, but by deep-rooted distaste for the male gender.
"My beautiful, stunning, incredible Queen want-!"
"You have forgotten dazzling, sweetheart!"
"Sorry! My beautiful, stunning, dazzling and incredible Queen orders you to give her Luelle. She has a vengeance to deliver." Arbre paused, then lifted her head to look at Noah through the cover of her wood-like hairs.
"Will you obey?"
"Why would I?" Noah asked, both amused and irritated.
"Why wouldn't you? Don't you know who you are in front of?"
'Girl, I should be the one saying that! Noah thought inwardly, but decided to play along.
"Matter of fact, I don't." He said, crossing his arms around his chest, hearing at the sa ti the approach of his wives. "Who do I have in front of ?"
Arbre didn't answer imdiately.
However...
"Sweetheart, you can answer. But do you have so leftover of the skin of my supposed son?"
"Yes, my beautiful, stunning, dazzling and incredible Queen!" Arbre nodded, clicking her finger and bringing back the corpse of a headless man with many body parts missing.
Noah's eyes flashed with recognition, and they went wide.
"They can say whatever they want about the Vaelgrim, but those guys sure knew how to cut a body cleanly. Who did this?" The woman cackled, taking a knife and cutting the left arm of the corpse. Then she took so seasoning and a small green fire to cook it.
"I heard it's from the Sword Goddess, Yuki Vaelgrim. Her talent is comndable." Arbre answered, before smacking her lips and turning back towards Noah. "Oh, I have forgotten to answer you."
She smiled falsely.
"You have in front of you the one and only Queen of Elves, the Wife of the unworthy Worldborn, and the mother of the unworthy and disgusting Chosen One of the Elves, Orion Worldborn!"
Noah stared at the woman, her mouth dripping from the blood and juicy at of the corpse of her own dead son. She smiled at him, showing flesh stuck between her teeth, as Arbre dropped the na, "Her na is Fatima Zaynab Worldborn!" Arbre shouted with great pride. "So bow to her! Bow to the First Worldborn! Bow to the True Mother of Elves!"
The woman, Fatima, returned her gaze to her al, not caring about the aghast face of Noah, let alone the new presence that appeared in her peaceful dwelling.
She was busy eating. Eating the corpse of her rebellious son.
"Ah, what a sha," Fatima muttered, deep sorrow obvious in her
tone. "How could I have wished to have the corpse of that useless husband. Damn you, Esray!"
"Oh, my..." Noah whispered, at a loss for words for the first ti in a
long while.
"What's happening here, Noah?" Alice asked, a strange feeling
overwhelming her.
"What's happening here?" Noah echoed, smiling nervously. "Alice,
darling, I wish to know that too."
They all fell silent, looking with open disgust and hidden apprehension at the woman eating her own people with joy.
Noah could have done many things at that ti. However, tired and
needing ti to process all that was happening, he simply closed his eyes, used his Progenitor authority to pluck away the world just like a fruit on a tree, then went towards Laeh with his wives.
Fatima and Arbre were shouting at him, but he acted deaf.
His mind was churning.
'Is it just or was it oddly sexy?'
At that point, he knew he was a lost cause.
'Now I am horny. Can I indulge myself once more?'
Said the man who was supposed to fight a whole Universe.
'Ah...Should I go see Nafi?'
The Origin Will of the Spirit World would certainly love to see him.
And if not...
'h...who cares. She will get used to it!
...
"The Great Hunt of the Horn, my dear tribesn, is finally about to
begin." A male voice echoed in a dark place, where nothing could be seen except eyes - eyes too monstrous, too otherworldly to even
describe.
"It's the ti we have been waiting for! The ti to finally discard our
shackles and seek a higher Path."
"The other tribes will participate?" Another voice inquired.
"Why, of course, yes!"
"Even the tribe of Hushu?" Here, the voice was filled with hidden
apprehension.
"All of them, I say. All of them will participate. Do you know what that
ans?"
"End of the Universe. Rebirth of the universe into our image."
"Oh but oh yes! We have let those children run free for epochs. It's
ti for them, my tribesn, to enter a deep slumber."
"One they will never awake from."
"However, my brothers, I advise you to choose so of them as aid, or
even better...as slaves. So are interesting enough to be used to tend our warhorses, for example."
"Who might you be talking about, brother?"
"There are so. The twin of Lilith, Asmodeus and Asaemon. There is
Aurelia, whose identity the Shaman revealed is more than what she let
show. There is Dancer, the hidden bastard. Not forgetting also the newly appointed Queen of Dreams and the Light of rcy. The last two are interesting, for they are siblings. But do you know what's
more interesting?"
"Oh?"
"Their father and by extension their mothers. And I—!"
"He is mine."
A voice descended, and with that, a tense silence.
The voice was cold, yet feminine, coming from a set of eyes apart
from the rest.
"Take whoever you want," the voice followed. "But Noah Vaelgrim is
mine."
-End of Chapter 510-
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